Love the recent posts and ideas. The Odyssey of the Doo Wrench is totally solid. Fully 100% in. I would suggest that it not be tucked into some saddle bag, hidden and dark. But, I would humbly submit that it be bungied to the cross bar or dash. Loud and proud baby. Out there. In the wind. Just a Short offering of an Ode to the Crate. My earlier thought about the milk crate was simply to highlight that no matter what year KLR you google for images...you will find many with that functional item proudly strapped to the ass end. It is the Givi for the working man’s bike. It is the saddlebag for the modern rough rider. The leather jump seat of the two wheeled UJM Rolls. But it does indeed lend itself to a great latitude of personal interpretation...not unlike the bike we all celebrate and ride. Some crates are simply found relics from someone’s junk pile. Some are not so innocently recovered from other places. Others are finely welded examples of extrusion metallurgy goodness. And some are simply hanging on. All are ready for hire, and mine is especially good at holding brown paper bags with assortments of bottles and smoked meats. But also bags full of requested household items, yes, sometimes those items. But most of all, the crate is simple, unapologetic, functional, tough as hell, ready for a ride at any time day or not, and never bitches, fusses, or complains. Kinda like I want to be some day. Salut the crate.