As anyone who
knows me well knows, I am not a great fan of a certain well-known American
motorcycle manufacturer. In fact, I have been known to periodically make the odd
uncomplimentary remark about them, and those who choose to ride them.
However, a few
of the lads that I have been riding with these last few years own them and
have been nothing but complimentary about their performance and handling. Also,
those big seats look really comfortable now that I have a bad back and old weary
bones.
So, while not
sure if you can have a mid-life crisis when you’re nearly sixty, I decided I’d
try one on for size and booked myself a weekend rental of a Heritage Classic
114 to put through its paces. I thought that this would be a better option than
just settling for a couple of hours on a test ride or a guided demo run.
The original
plan had to be put on hold when I contracted Covid, so it got re-scheduled for the
weekend just gone. I was running out of useable weekends, weatherwise. This is
Scotland after all. Rain is our national anthem.
Friday morning
saw me call in at the dealership to collect the bike, on a ’22 plate and having
covered just over 6k miles in the six months since it was registered. Most of
the paperwork had already been sorted, just a few bits and pieces to sort out,
a brief run over the controls, and then it was time to get going. I put in into
gear, CLUNK, and off we went.
First, back to
the house to load up with camping gear, and then head north to Inverness for
the weekend to the Bunchrew Campsite where I’ve stayed before.
I had a leisurely
run up the A9, before taking a slight detour to photograph RuthvenBarracks, near Kingussie, and then an even gentler meander along some single-track back roads to
Aviemore, before eventually re-joining the A9 and on to Inverness.
At the
campsite I set up the tent on the shore of the Beauly Firth and settled in for
the night with a book and a meal from the local chip shop. It had been a tiring
day. Seems I’m not as fully recovered as I’d thought.
Up on Saturday
and a decision had to be made. The original idea was a long ride up to John
O’Groats and back, for no other reason that it was a straight road from Inverness and would
give me a destination. The morning started rather grey and overcast, and there was
a definite feeling that it might rain. That, and I was quite tired from the ride
the previous day. So, as a compromise, I would start out towards John O’Groats and then see
how the day progressed.
In the end I
stopped in Helmsdale, about 50 miles south of John O'Groats, where I took some photos of "The Emigrants" by
artist Gerald Laing (1936-2011), a statue in memory of those who were evicted from the land during The Clearances and who were then forced to emigrate to the far side of the world.
Afterwards, I headed
the bike south again, stopping off at the Tain Pottery and picking up something
for the wife, who is a big fan of highland cows.
Before detouring to the
Black Isle to check out another campsite at Rosemarkie, located right on the shore of a beautiful long bay. I may pay them a visit on a future trip to the area as it’s a lovely, well-appointed
site.
And, although it often threatened, I encountered no rain the whole time I
was away.
And so to
Sunday, and the trip home. It had rained a lot overnight, and that coupled with
a heavy blustery wind rattling the tent, meant that I didn’t get much sleep. On
getting up in the morning I found that the rain had stopped, but it looked like
it might start again at any moment. Deciding to quit while the going was good, I
hurriedly packed up and got going.
Setting a
steady pace, I managed about an hour before the rain made an appearance and it
continued steadily till I got near Edinburgh. Much to my surprise, the bike handled really well in the wet, and the Dunlop tyres I had been a little critical of
beforehand were as good as any I’ve had on a bike. Three and a half hours
after starting I rolled into my driveway and that was that, the trip was over.
Okay, but how
was the bike? In retrospect, I was pleasantly surprised at how easy such
a big heavy machine was to push around. Most of the weight is set down low and
it felt very ‘planted’ and easily manoeuvred. It sat comfortably at 60-70mph
on the motorway and never felt hurried, and on fast A-roads it could be hustled
around quite comfortably. I had deliberately chosen to ride it on a variety of
roads from motorways to single-track B-roads and the engine never felt taxed,
unsurprisingly with such a huge capacity. It just rumbled away in whatever gear
you had selected.
The six-speed
gearbox is as clunky as you might expect. To say it felt agricultural seems too
lazy a description, let’s just say that each change was very ‘positive’. You
definitely knew that you’d changed gears.
Unfortunately,
over the course of the trip I found the clutch very heavy, especially in town
traffic. Finding neutral while the bike was running was all but impossible. I
did try putting in into neutral with the clutch pulled in and coasting to a
stop. Sometimes it worked, more often than not it didn’t. In the end I just sat
with the heavy clutch pulled in and hoped the lights changed quickly. The rest
of the time I switched the bike off and, rocking it back and forwards a bit, located
neutral that way.
On the matter
of stopping, only fitting a single front disc on the front is, to be honest, a
bit strange. I would have expected a twin disc set-up on such a big bike. The
brakes were another area where all was not well. There was only about 5mm travel
between ‘Off’ and ‘Emergency Stop’ on the front brake, usually a sign that the
caliper needs a good clean, and surprising on such a low-mileage machine, and the back brake on this particular machine wasn’t terribly effective either, being only
really useful to stop you rolling backwards or forward while stopped. Overall, they
didn’t impress and, even when hauling on them, it took a little longer to slow
down than I was comfortable with.
The standard touring
screen is very good and, while not as tall as that on my Triumph, gives good
protection from wind and weather. Just as well, since I had an open-face helmet
on for the weekend and riding in the rain would have been far more
uncomfortable on a naked bike.
The seat, while
comfortable, is still only good for about an hour/hour and a half of riding, so no
better or worse than that on my current bikes, but combined with the footboards you do get to move around a fair bit to avoid cramping.
I’d never
ridden a bike with footboards before and I wasn’t too keen beforehand, if I’m
honest. I was mostly worried about grounding them, but. I needn’t have worried on that account.
After the weekend away I’m sold. Only downside was that moving around on them can make using the forward controls a little difficult as your feet aren’t
always in the correct position.
The Switch-gear had big chunky buttons which are easy to use with your gloves on. You
can also toggle through the computer options on the tank console while on the
move, checking mileage, fuel consumption etc. Only thing I found annoying was
the separate right/left indicator switches, one on each side, which were
supposed to be self-cancelling. Sometimes they did, sometimes they didn’t. The
only way to tell was to glance own at the tank-mounted console to see if the
indicator lights were flashing. I really didn’t like having to partly raise my
hand from the throttle to activate the r/h indicator as I felt it interfered
with my control. Maybe this is something that you will get used to over
time. For a weekend away it was just an annoyance I could have done without.
Lastly, the standard branded
panniers fitted were very poor. Leatherette, non-sealing, so water got in
easily, and with cheap plastic locks that wouldn’t last ten seconds should you
apply a little force with a screwdriver, so not the most secure either. Also, for some reason they
have cut-outs on the inside faces which reduce capacity by about a third of
what the outer dimensions would suggest. But they look cool, so there is that.
I’d want to look at seeing if my existing Givi boxes could be made to fit
should a purchase be likely.
On that note, would
I buy one? Perhaps. I do believe that I could be persuaded. I enjoyed the
experience, and the problems that I encountered with the clutch and the brakes I put down to how the bike was set up, rather than
the bike itself. It doesn’t inspire great confidence in that
particular dealer, but it seems to be a familiar problem with dealers in
general and is something that I’ve encountered regularly over the years.
In conclusion, while I might not be
ready to splash out on a new machine, a nice low-mileage second-hand one might
be on the cards. Only time will tell.
