Now I’ll try and keep this as far away from anything that sounds like I do a lot dancing in stone circles or sacrifice tortoises to the heathen powers…. I’m not saying it’s not going to get close at times, please bare with.
It starts with a thump.
Starting with a thump or in my case, ‘the thump’, the characteristic sound of a ‘Royal Enfield’ coming to life is enough to stir all but the most ardent EV converts. There’s something primal and strangely human about how it sounds, slightly clumsy in an age of precise engine sounds and metallic whirs. It feels a bit more human in the same way I would argue the Millennium Falcon from ‘Star Wars’ feels Vs the ‘Star Trek’ Enterprise. The Enterprise, shiny, modern, new and bristling with technology and the best people humanity could muster. The Falcon had a drug smuggler banging on the console because something wasn’t working correctly, it felt relatable.
The single engined equivalent of a ‘Harley Davidson’ ticking over next to a BMW forecourt. You can almost imagine the manager wiping down an R18 and glancing over in disgust.
I learnt the same as a lot of other people these days, especially in the area surrounding Norwich. The choice is essentially governed by which Japanese bike dealership you visit and having ridden two of them I had the same experience. The preciseness of engineering quality had also made it soulless.
I know many people love, trust and enjoy every moment of their time astride their trusty far Eastern steed. Brilliant, I’m honestly happy for you, they were great to learn on from my perspective but just never had that quality of humanity I was looking for.
When I jumped on the Meteor everything just felt right, I’m not sure I could have described why back then in relation to the thump alone, but, it was the first few miles of smiles.
Herein ironically lies the problem.
So, against all odds and probability if I was able to win a particularly large amount of money. What bike would I immediately shoot put and purchase? (Obviously after the normal migration to a pleasant climate/tax arrangement and the business of quitting employment in style while your enemies and detractors suffer Russian falling accidents that is…..)
The Moto Guzzi V7, one of the most beautiful motorcycles currently being made in my opinion. I don’t care about the stats, it’s all about the look and the feel here. Here’s the absolute kicker though, despite the fact that I’ve been fawning over this bike for years and it’s on my magical list of “Stuff I can only afford if I win big”, if it came down to it on the test ride and I didn’t feel as I did the first time I swung my leg over the Meteor. I wouldn’t buy it.
Before the lynch mob starts, I’m dividing riders and owners here. I’m not talking about you folk shooting around Europe having a cracking great time. No, I’m talking about the folk who just ride to their dental practice and back with the view that the more metallic pannier boxes they have, the bigger their penis will in fact become. So big in fact, that they don’t have to nod to other riders.
The original accepted theory was that the GS tribe by large was cut from a slightly different cloth, had either not grown up around embedded biker culture or after signing the paperwork were inducted into some secret Bavarian order in which nodding to non-GS riders would evoke a cabal of assassin’s…..
Yeah ok, maybe I’m being a tad silly on that last one (or am I??) but really what is the deal there? I actually have a slight alternative twist on the original theory, but probably unpopular possibility here.
Right so before my second near garroting of the day, hear me out here. I thought LWR was great, a brilliant piece of TV viewing that frankly we could do with having a lot more of. While the sequels lost something of the original rustic nature, (especially the third one) and the tried and tested format lost some of the unpredictability, it remains a great series.
That’s part of the problem though, it’s just a series and shouldn’t be taken as a definitive guide to long distance motorcycle touring. I think this is where it all falls down, people who’ve bought into the LWR shopping list.
- Bike licence – check.
- Full gear – check.
- BMW GS – check.
It wasn’t to travel, it wasn’t for the love of motorcycling, it was purely to buy into a work of televised brilliance.
Here’s the real question after all this, do we continue to nod to them in the hope we can rehabilitate them? Or do you think they are a lost cause? Answers on a post card…..
No that’s not some budget ‘Harry Potter’ release, but in fact some strange motorcycle revelations I stumbled across while watching slavs doing handbrake turns on Urals.
It seems while everyone in the west is penny pinching and frantically downsizing to combat the current financial issues, everyone in China has got fed up of whizzing around on their 125cc singles and wants to showoff their new found wealth with something bigger…..much bigger. With import duty as it currently is, only the moderately wealthy would have the money to pick up something with the punch of an Indian or Harley-Davidson. Up stepped the Chinese great traditions of imitation, mass production & the magical ability to knock a few K off without majorly impacting looks & performance (to an extent).
Up step Gaokin, trading through the UK with ‘Brixton Motorcycles’ is the GK1200, a.k.a the Cromwell 1200.
The rumoured price of this bad boy is set to be €8.500 (roughly) but as of yet no GBP price has been confirmed. Without being a bit of a proverbial cock, I’m sure we can draw a quick conclusion of what exactly the designers were thinking of when they ahem…… Without starting a fight over when true Triumph ceased UK production, a current version would hit us for roughly £11.200. I think we can agree that’s a significant saving in comparison, time will tell if it would just be worth spending a few extra thousand if you are intent of spending that much.
But, say you really want the thundering V-twin power I accidentally alluded to in the opening spiel, like me you’re a tad poor and that Scout Dark Horse is well out of reach. Speaking of thunder ironically:
As pointed out fairly quickly, it is uglier than a picture of someone slow motion punching a camel. I’m also pretty sure the seat would murder me if my squishy behind sat on it for more than thirty seconds, I’m not even going to comment on the twin leaf blower exhausts there. Ok they aren’t as bad as the HD Nightster but the bar was fairly low there. Allegedly so far the guide price was kicking out at a very moderate €7000.
For me the fact that they can be made for what appears to be a fairly competitive price offers we hope that many other suppliers will follow. I can see one argument ringing out for many potential purchasers in Europe though: if you’re going to spend that kind of money, why not just get a Guzzi?
Don’t worry folks I didn’t attend some form of residential rehabilitation due to my raging cheese addiction, no what I did instead is feed my habit by attending a different kind of Priory. In this case, Binham Priory. Conveniently placed next to a small dairy shop (what’s the chance of that eh?) it is conveniently positioned in the middle of nowhere but had a surprisingly large selection of dairy goods. Despite my love of ice cream and Skyr I managed to keep my eye on the prize and managed to grab a selection of local cheese from that area of the country.
I took the opportunity to test the ‘Tripper’ navigation my bike comes with, I will review that separately but it certainly got me there in good time and through a variety of roads.
First up was the ‘Copys Cloud’, this soft brie-style cheese might be styled like Brie but it’s got its own style and taste going on. It’s neither as buttery, salty, and with a milder flavour than your off the shelf Brie. There is a slight aftertaste which almost reminiscent of a Danish blue, backed up by a wafer thin rind.
Next up was the ‘Wells Alpine’, a Swiss style hard cheese which takes 6 months to fully mature. I’ve seen people compare it to Gouda, this is a massive underselling of this unique cheese and is roughly equivalent to calling Batman a ‘Bat styled hero’.
Last but by no means the least from this selection, the ‘Norfolk Dapple’. A hard, slightly crumbly hard cheese with a slightly nutty kick to it. If I was a marketing guru (obviously I’m not) I’d call it “Rustic” & “Old fashioned”, it certainly goes with a good bit of bread better than it does crackers! There is also a smoked version of this but decided against grabbing any this time with all the other cheers I already had, and hoping for any additional cheeses from ‘Mrs Temples’ I set off there next.
The Google came up with the confusing info that I might be able to buy extra cheese from the source, sadly this was not the case in what appears to be a source of bitterness. On the plus side I think the Meteor’s charm worked, thus I got to peep at some of the cows, a trio of calves and got to peep through the window of the cheese room!
I was hoping to get my mitts on some ‘Norfolk Tawney ‘, a washed cheese which had previously caught my eye but so far eluded me. Alas there was none in the dairy shop so I have another reason to sneak back at some point!
The Google powered turn by turn navigation system being utilised on the recent Royal Enfield models certainly garnered a lot of attention and was one one my main reasons for picking up the Meteor.
Does it work though, and really how effective is it?
What can I say really? Dump the location in, hit navigate and it plots the course. If the helmet on the left is green then it’s synched. The only bad thing is if you lock the screen, to put it into your pocket for example, it will instantly shut off and de-sync. Other than that the graphics are clear and you get an accurate indication of when to turn.
EDIT: been speaking to a few regular users of Tripper who haven’t experienced the lock screen issue. It should be noted that on the subcontinent they are quite a few versions ahead of us though. Clearly more investigation is needed on this, is it my phone set-up? Time & testing will confirm.
Nice little touch here, at the end of your destination you get a nice little summary of your trip.
All in all, while it certainly might not be as detailed as a full sat nav, it certainly does the job and doesn’t present too much of a distraction while riding.