Front left. Disintegrated. Gave me the opportunity to explore Avezzano. A very nice Yamaha mechanic dropped everything to get me on the road again.
What, on an almost new, ultra reliable FJR...whats this world coming to.

I had the same thing happen in the town of Santa Maria Maggiore, except the original rear bearing was 21 years old; damn BMW quality. I was expecting at least 30 years out of that sucker! By the way, the 337 from Locarno into Domodossola is nice and twisty.
You know how English speaking people get so worried about travelling outside of English speaking areas. You've read about those concerns on my Euro touring thread in this folder. Well back then, I spoke a whole 5 words of Italian...maybe.
That was late afternoon when that happened. By 10 the next morning, I was rolling up the Simplon Pass.
So much for language issues and worries.