Category: Sport

Austria’s latest street-focused adventure motorcycle signals a bold step forward for the brand, blending aggressive performance with cutting-edge convenience. While recent challenges have reshaped the company behind the scenes, its unmistakable racing DNA remains front and center. Promotional imagery emphasizes speed and attitude rather than distant horizons, underlining that this machine is built as much for asphalt dominance as for long-distance capability.
At its core is a newly enlarged V-twin engine that delivers class-leading power while retaining impressive flexibility. It revs eagerly like a sport machine yet produces strong, accessible torque that makes overtaking effortless and acceleration immediate. Despite its size and output, the bike remains remarkably competitive in terms of overall weight, reinforcing its performance-first philosophy.
The real headline, however, isn’t outright speed—it’s technology. This adventure bike represents a new frontier where mechanical excellence meets digital intelligence. Its advanced semi-active suspension continuously adapts to rider input and road conditions, offering multiple ride modes that tailor comfort and control whether cruising, riding aggressively, or dealing with poor weather.
Dominating the cockpit is a large, high-resolution touchscreen that functions as the bike’s command center. From navigation to suspension tuning, nearly every system can be adjusted through this interface. The display is designed for clarity in all lighting conditions and gives the impression of having a high-tech control hub mounted directly in front of the rider.
Rider assistance systems have also taken a leap forward. Radar-based adaptive cruise control improves long-distance comfort and safety, while a group-riding function helps maintain smooth spacing when traveling with others. These features highlight how modern adventure motorcycles are evolving to support both solo exploration and social riding.
Perhaps the most radical innovation is the introduction of an automatic transmission. By eliminating the traditional clutch lever and offering both fully automatic and manual electronic shifting options, the bike allows riders to focus more on the ride itself. Gear changes can be handled via handlebar controls, foot input, or even throttle modulation, making the experience surprisingly intuitive.
Additional refinements include a parking lock to prevent roll-away, reworked gear sequencing, and a comprehensive suite of electronic safety aids such as traction control, cornering ABS, tire pressure monitoring, and keyless ignition. A center stand comes standard, reinforcing the bike’s touring practicality despite its performance-oriented character.
In person, the motorcycle feels imposing yet manageable. Adjustable seat height allows riders of average stature to feel confident at a standstill, and the overall balance makes it less intimidating than earlier generations. While clearly designed with road performance as a priority, it remains a highly capable adventure platform that reflects how far the segment has evolved.

Every Saturday at exactly two in the afternoon, a biker rode into the cemetery and parked beneath the same old maple tree. For six months, I watched from my car as he walked directly to my wife Sarah’s grave, removed his helmet, and sat silently beside her headstone. His visits were precise, reverent, and unwavering.

He never brought flowers or spoke aloud. He simply sat with his hands on the grass, as if feeling for her presence through the earth. After exactly one hour, he pressed his palm to the marble and exhaled a trembling breath filled with grief. That sound unsettled me. It was the sound of someone who loved her.

At first, I assumed it was a mistake. Then confusion hardened into anger. Who was this man who mourned my wife so faithfully? Why did he visit her more often than some family members? Grief fed my suspicions, and every unanswered question felt like an intrusion into something sacred.

One Saturday, I finally approached him, ready to confront him. But when I saw his shoulders shaking with quiet sobs, I couldn’t speak. I walked away, haunted by the image. The following week, I returned determined to ask. When I told him I was Sarah’s husband, he calmly said he knew.

His name was Mark, and he told me Sarah had saved his life. Two years earlier, he had been standing on a bridge, broken by loss and addiction, when she stopped her car and stayed with him for hours, talking him back from the edge. She never told me. She never wanted credit.

From that day on, we sat together each Saturday. We shared stories, silence, and healing. Mark rebuilt his life. I learned my grief was not mine alone. Sarah’s kindness had reached farther than I ever knew, creating a bond that endured beyond her death and taught me that love never truly ends.