Bmw new model

I believe there is a new BM coming out .No idea what .Thing is i know where the launch is .Sunshine Coast area and nice riding area .
BMW have booked tables for a breakfast launch . (thats launch NOT lunch )
I've booked a table for 2 .If anyone else is interested P.M me and i'll pass on the info .$20 per person should cover it for breaky and coffee .
Around Dec. 11 A sunday morn .

The new 12GS/12GSA maybe.

They may be launching the GS with the new Boxer water cooled engine.

It could be the local launch of this: http://gonetouring.com.au/Press/tabid/92/Article/82/The-new-BMW-G-650-GS-Sertao.aspx

A new G650 that look alot like the old Dakar 650.

I would love to join you for a stick beak G us, but Im 1300kms away.

It will be Coastline BMW who are running it i think .They also have just started selling Aprilia and Guzzi so i may have to take the Tuono down to
the dealership and casually ask what new BM is being released .I'm hoping for a test ride at the launch .If the they have every BM model
there , what should i run to first ?

gus wrote: what should i run to first ?

Your Bank Manager !

Well at least he will probably be there .

gus wrote:Well at least he will probably be there .

Make sure you buy him a drink or two then.

The G650GS has been around a while and made a return after BMW dropped it in favour of the Rotax powered 800 twin in 2008. I sold my Aprilia back then and bought the 800 (F650GS - go figure) and a piccy is below after I had just fitted the Ohlins rear end. You'd notice the airhawk...the seat is f'n awful.

Gus, if you get the chance, I'd suggest you take a K1300S, K1300R and the S1000RR for a run. All nice bikes. I had a K1300 for 7 days when the little GS was having some warranty work done. I found it hard to get that bike out of my head and if I had the coin I probably would have grabbed it. Had the S100RR for one day only a few months later - more warranty work - (they didn't trust me to take it home to the Rural area of Darwin), and that was nice also - awesome in fact. Lots of power in a very light package and quality of build second to none. the K and S were more than my riding skills could do justice to and way beyond my budget - but are WELL worth taking for a run if you get a chance. But...at the end of the day - after having tasted the tuetonic technology that is BMW - I love my more recent 12fiddy FA as the honest - no nonsense - tourer that is such good value for money.

My only gripes with the BMW product have been the niggly electronic hiccups (that can become unexpected show stoppers) that require the diagnostic tools to get around. However having said that- my GS takes me off the beaten track - hasn't let me down in 55,000kms since 2008 and provides the economical commute.
Bill.


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A mate of mine has a K1300R (the naked pop eye looking one). I rode it and thought whilst it was a good bike with lots of gadgets the motor wasn't leaps and ounds ahead of the Bandit. The riding position was also quite aggresive and you felt like you were more on top of the bike than in it. He got a pretty good deal at 23K ride away, but I cna;t see the extra 10K over the Bandit to be honest. Did I mention any extras on the BMW are ridiculously priced too!

THe BMW dealer new nothing about it . Oh well ,breakfast in the country is always nice .Might have to go bike camping the night before .

When I first rode the K1300S, the dealer asked me if I was ok with a larger bike (I was leaving my 800 for some warranty work) - Yes I tried to say confidently but with a slight edge in my voice (it was peak hour and I had not ridden a bike over 800cc in my life).

It was all ok tho - that first ride was done with some care (I was up for the first $grand if I dropped it). The K does have some considerable mumbo and at some 175(ish) hp does have the edge over the bandit when winding it on, however am yet to remove the secondaries cos I'm still in Suzuki warranty land. Not sure what the Torque figures are for the K.

I read a review of the K1300S sometime later and thought it reflected my experience quite well. Reproduced below:


So I go to get my 800 back from BMW Toronto yesterday and, as usual, there's no one manning the Motorrad counter. I know Andrew's on holidays (Oi, BMW Toronto: get that overworked, dedicated, under-appreciated man an assistant, or you're going to kill him off) and so got about four perfectly confused autopeople trying to find my bike. Finally, one of the bike sales guys comes downstairs, looking whipped and sweaty. He keeps coming and going and apologizing and leaving again. I'm chatting with a 1200GS owner about his ride in Newfoundland, and bike sales guy comes back, says, 'I'm sorry. You're bike's not done. There was a problem yesterday with the tech. Um, he no longer works here -- he left, sorta mid-repair on your bike. We don't know where he was on it so we're starting it all over again, to be sure it's done right. So, um, would you mind very much keeping the 650 and coming back tomorrow?'

I'm thinking, 'Wonder if that was the same tech who forgot to tighten a lock nut when he replaced my recall chain a couple weeks back.'

He gets an idea, offers me a loaner upgrade. It is the psycho-orange K1300S I'd seen on entering the lot.

'Done,' I say.

He backs it out for me, starts it, asks, 'Can you handle it?'

'Yeah,' I say, otherwise speechless on a flood of five new kinds of adrenaline. He leaves me to it. I do not know if I can handle it.

I sit, kick the stand, look around, pull in the clutch and put it into first. I am careful and casual as I exit the lot. I don't want them to take it away from me. I haven't sat on anything 1300-like in 16 years, and that was a Kawasaki for half an hour in downtown Singapore, and I've never sat on anything with two wheels and 175 equines. And I've never ridden a crotch rocket larger than a modded RD350 twenty years ago and I crashed that a minute after getting on it.

It feels good. Civilized. Except for the posture I must adopt, which wildlife biologists would call 'presenting', as in presenting one's rear for potential suitors.

Now, I am a cautious man when it comes to transportation, mostly. Every now and then a teenage 'bugger caution' surge overtakes, though I initially resist this, as I am in downtown Toronto and I have a family.

I am on a little quiet ride around town, and go back home to work, vowing to take it on the highway after the workday ends.

At 6pm my wife says 'Go, honey. I understand.' I go.

At first I thought both tach and speedo were broken. But no, it's just that neither needle gets past 8 o'clock till you're breaking every speed limit in North America. That knowledge is sobering. I enter the Allan Expy northbound and crank hard. I hit something like 160k/h in seconds – that’s second gear, and about two seconds, respectively. I'm laughing all pervert-like. I slow down to 80, rmembering speed traps are found on this stretch, shift up a few gears. K1300S doesn't care what gear I'm in, for the bike is filth. I could ride all day at 100k/h in first and not hurt it.

I hit the 401 W, no traffic jams, oh-oh, and I run up through the gears, semi-aggro. Again, to 160 before I'm even nearly getting started. Faaaack, I say to myself, I better be careful. They have hard laws against behaviour like this. The 400 N-bound is also clear and I've got three hours of daylight left. I play a bit.

I get into the country roads, as the 400 is also a heat score. I know where most of the cops hide, the deer roam and the dogs chase in the Caledon area, and scope out a few likely stretches before making my declaration. Coast clear, I am in second, at 5k, and, semi-fastly, I twist it all the way. It doesn't wheelie, thank Christ. But oh lord. My ears rotate to just above my spine, and my eyes go where those ears used to reside. I redline, grab another, redline, grab another, and the entire world goes liquid. I can't see but green ribbons left and right, a juddering greyness in front. I apply the brakes hastily, too blind, wronged and terrified to continue. I have no idea how fast I go, probably no more than 200, but all in about 2.3 seconds. I feel like I've been raped, violated, or something grave that I cannot understand.

I decide that that's enough. Time to go home. I'm intact, I've just done something very bad and I got away with it.

Just to be sure though, I wind it out a ways again, and slow down quickly. And once again, but the road's bumpy, I keep losing too much vision to continue unsucidally. I decide to just stay in second and work it back and forth between 6-11k, get comfy with all that pornography before becoming a red smear on some ditch. This is sound thinking. There’s no way to really see where all this can lead. The speedometer goes to 300. Nothankyouverymuch.

I conclude there isn't room in Canada for this bike. K1300S needs airport runways connected to Nurburgrings to be understood. My wrists are sore. The riding posture is absurd. Who could own this bike but persons with damaged minds? Then I remember the 1000RR, with 20 extra more hp, and Hayabusas too, mythical machines I know little of, and wonder at the state of humanity. I imagine well-dressed German engineers discussing improving ze hosepowa in these bikes and others in Japan doing the same, in fullblooded competition, and I realize there are good secrets that are kept secret by the dangerous people who ride the bikes that hold those secrets. By this I mean, you can't explain the feeling and power of a bike like this. It all becomes metaphor and exaggeration and it's still so short of the experience, it's pitiful. That's why this review is over.
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