The First Impression by Sundeep Gajjar (continued)
Fast forward to today and I finally gave in and asked my friend Gaurav to bring out his new Intruder. I had the pleasure to be on a shortish ride on my Blackbird with Gaurav in 2006 when he also had the Blackbird (maroon) as his first bike. There it was a huge mass standing in the feeble dawn light at India Gate. The rear tyre almost looked like a huge tree stump instead of something more real to be used a locomotion enabler. I parked my wimp of a motorcycle, the Karizma and gaped at the motorcycle, threatening it to steal it away. I had forgotten all the superbikes that I had seen so far. The huge mass reminded me of the Rocket III, the shaft reminded me of the Concours 14, the massive headlight hood reminded me of a wizard with his head draped in a dark cloth and unthinkable wizardry lurking beneath that uneasy calm. The Intruder combines the best of sportsbikes and cruisers in a form of a handsome and macho machine which guarantees the rider a second glance for all sections of the society. It is one bike which you can consider going to a five star hotel part and gracefully climb down with your madame and into a raving or sophisticated party as the case may be. The attendant being able to handle the beast and finding the ignition slot is another matter altogether. The M1800R rose to cult status in less than a year from when it was launched in 2006, that itself speaks volume about the capability of the bike to cultivate massive emotions of jealousy of viewership and pride of ownership. The best part in the shoot was obviously when I took the bike for a small spin. My arms literally stretched into the league of the Fantastic 4 on accelerating. I have never ridden such a torquey machine before . A quick comparison below shows that it even shreds the famed Mt-01 in torque and power! |
The bike will have no second thoughts if you tell it to be in a tug of war with a bus. I rode it for around 3kms and it the response was fantastic, the gear shifts precise. The bike being shaft driven, had its nuances in the form of a slight jerk when you suddenly demand power with a twist or when you put it into a gear. When pondering on this, the Concours 14’s tetra lever shaft came across indeed as an engineering art by Kawasaki. But the jerk is what adds a lot more character to the Intruder, it makes you remind of the immense power lurking beneath the oodles of chromeville. The exhaust note also exudes power and a sense of new founded superpower threatens to consume the sanity in you. |