If you read my previous posts, I recently looked at 3 different bikes (Honda, Ducati & Aprilia). I blame the Marketing (and Finance) department of Ducati (now owned by Audi/Volkswagen) for trotting out the 0% financing offer that got me into my local Ducati dealership. Shit, advertising WORKS. After settling on the Ducati Monster 1200, and failing to agree on terms, I opened up my search. One bike that came to my attention was the BMW S1000R. It was featured favorably in many comparisons with the Ducati.
As I rolled out of the lot onto a busy road nearby, I was frustrated by the amount of early morning traffic. I needed to get through this to get to a stretch of road where I could fully test the acceleration. As I was blipping the throttle, I caught the eye of our local m/c police, who ride very nice BMW's themselves. He was going the other way, gave me a look, and I gave him a friendly wave and, if not noticeable, sheepish smile hidden behind my helmet's face shield. In other words, "Yes officer, I'll keep the speed down". What a liar!
After I reached the 101 connector, I was immediately frustrated to be stuck in another line of traffic. UGH! I had go a little further than anticipated, to get the chance to open this bike up a bit. First impression, very quick. Second impression: there's zero wind protection and I was being blown back into my seat. Without a 'shield to displace some of the air coming over the front of the bike, it was like hanging your head out an airplane window.
You know the drill. Get a value on your trade. Low-ball offer. Misery ensues. We had that discussion, he showed the trade number, I didn't call BS, keeping it civil and wanting to walk out with a new ride. I told the rep that the value I'd been given by the Honda dealer was considerably higher (it was) and if we could bump that trade number a little AND throw in the $300+ windscreen, we might be able to stay friends. One more call to another used bike reseller and he found another $500 of trade value. The screen was added to the deal, gratis, and we shook hands and set a time for delivery.
So, that's how I was able to put the rocket back into Joe Rocket. I'm happy to be riding a new sport bike and will need to learn how all switches and idiot lights work. Here's a few more photos of my new motorcycle (Blue) Gene.
I have to get out and ride now. I'm sure you understand.
A low, slow wave,