Uppity BMW Riders
Brad and I both own BMWs. We didn't get together and agree on buying BMWs- it's not any sort of master plan or multi-million dollar contract for product placement. Unfortunately. No, it just happened to work out that way.
It Ain't Purdy
I ride a GS model, which has been called the Swiss Army Knife of motorcycles. It's a 2005 R1200GS (on the right above) and my third BMW. Most people think it looks like a cross between a dirt bike and the Mars Rover. I like to point out the Mars Rover got stuck and so far I never have.
The GS is a comfortable bike to go long distances, long-legged for rolling over bumpy stuff and tall enough to see over urban traffic. Downside is... um... there's too much aftermarket stuff available? I can't afford all the farkles? Basically, I have very few complaints.
Now Brad, on the other hand rides a BMW that's not really much like most BMWs. Brad rides a 1200S which (until recently) was BMW's offering for the sporting crowd. It was sort of their first stab at making a 21st century crotch rocket. His R1200S dispels the typical Old Farts on BMWs stereotype. It's a full-on sportbike and pretty much the polar opposite of my GS.
Which is why I have to carry everything.
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