My test drive was exciting, in the city streets I was breaking the 35mph speed limit in no time, in fact I hadn't made it out of first gear yet. It was here I discovered the vibration through the handle bars, but then I was doing over 6k on the tach. I dropped the bike into 3rd gear and started to play with the ESA controls.
ESA was really neat, Comfort was truly smooth, like a Toyota Avalon, the Normal setting was very close to my LT's ride, and the Sport was just what I expected, firm. Wish my LT had this feature.
Moving on to my highway experience:
The on ramp could have been exciting, but a semi on the ramp killed that urge. Once on the highway and clear of potential wing nuts falling asleep behind the wheel, I found the throttle.
6th gear, 110mph (do you Yahoooooo) This wasn't my LT for sure! and I thought for a second, how would I keep the wife on the back, Velcro (ya that may work). Now that I think about it, I must be nuts, what was I thinking I'm 45 years old, my reflexes aren't what they use to be.
After I came to my senses I backed off, once at cruising altitude (70mph) I found myself again bothered by that vibration in my hands, and the turbulence was just to much for me.
If there's one thing I've figured out about BMW Motorcycles, is everything has be perfect in order for them to purr like a Kitten.
After my test ride I spent some time talking with a gentlemen that has an 06 K1200S. He told me his buddy tested the K1200S and had the handle bar vibration as I described, but not on the GT he tested, in which he purchased on the spot. How strange is that?
Its light, comfortable, damn hard to find the side kick stand (or is it a stick). I'm sure those who have purchase the GT, have a payment plan to cover those speeding tickets, and ever raising insurance premiums.
Herman the German, created this wonder on two wheels, you just have to give BMW credit. The technology that is this bike, all fits into a neat exciting package. Steel & Aluminum castings, a lot of plastic, a few inches of copper wiring, silicon chips here and there, two sticky rubber donuts to ride on, a few quarts of lube, along with a few gallon of explosive liquid, and you have a bunch of half crazed middle aged guys chasing after there long lost youth (me included).
Folks lets remember: if one bike fit everyones needs, this would be a boring biker world.