- Joined
- May 4, 2005
- Location
- Orinda, CA
- Moto(s)
- A funky red & white Italian named Gianni Cervo! Versys - two of 'em! And a Ducati for laughs.
- BARF perks
- AMA #: 281672
Sometimes you can't anticipate great Christmas gifts, you just have to be open to receiving them. Sometimes you just have to feast on them, like a Christmas goose (Guzzi)
This year I took some time off over the holidays, and on one of those days I intended to stop by Hattar in San Rafael to pick up a few things. They were closed, but I remembered that Marin BMW had started carrying Moto Guzzi, so I decided to have a look.
Some of us folks who started riding motorcycles about the time the crust cooled can remember when Moto Guzzis were serious sportbikes, that they are one of the brands of motorcycles that have been around the longest (exceeded only by HD, I think), and that they once fielded one of the most exotic GP bikes ever, the 500cc V8. The illustrious history of Guzzi makes us old guys who wish we had similarly illustrious histories ourselves go a little weak in the knees. Despite being older than most dirt, I had only ridden a Moto Guzzi once before, a V65TT back in the mid-80's, yet I've always lusted after them anyway.
In pursuit of said lust, I stumbled into Marin BMW on a sunny day just after Christmas. There, sitting to one side of a regiment of Teutonic excellence, was a row latin lovelies, the cream of the current Guzzi product line. On one end there was the new V7, on the other an 8V Griso, and in the middle were the Stelvio, the Norge, and the latest iteration of the iconic California.
My eye settled immediately on the Stelvio, Guzzi's entry in the adventure tourer class, aimed at BMW's best selling model, the GS. Like the GS - and most other adventure tourers - the Stelvio has kind of weird Alice looks that shout, "Form follows function!", or something like that. Yet, like the GS, it has that faint whiff of sweat, grime and ruggedness that seems to promise that I too could join Ewan and Charley on their next adventure, bound for Ushuaia, or maybe Hayward.
Next up for viewing was the Griso, Guzzi's boulevard bad-ass. This bike is aimed pretty directly at the market niche that Ducati's Monster has carved out for itself the past decade plus. It's long and sleek and somewhat menacing looking, especially with the new 8V version of the classic V-twin. Now this was some real Italian design!
About that time the salesman, James, struck up a conversation with me. Despite my protestations of being strictly a looky-loo, he kept saying, "You should ride one."
But which one? "I want to ride them both."
"Okay."
"Say again?"
"Okay, ride them both. In fact, bring a friend. Take out the Stelvio and the Griso. Ride a ways, then trade off."
"Say again?", with increasing confusion and the onset of vertigo. "You want me to bring a friend over so we can take two high priced Italian bikes out for a flog - er - I mean demo?"
"Yes, that's the general idea."
"Uh, okay. I've got a buddy who rides an R1200GS who would probably be up for it."
"Perfect. That will give you a good basis for comparison. I think you'll be surprised. These aren't the Guzzis of the 70's any more. Call before you come over so we can have them ready."
Cool! Back home, I dropped Jim (AKA Kluts) a quick e-mail asking for dates he'd be available to drone down from Sacto to meet me in Marin. Jim was definitely up for the idea. He suggested January 10th.
As it became apparent that the weather this weekend would be astonishing for January, even in California, I pinged Jim to confirm his availability. Then confirmed with James at Marin BMW that he really meant it, and, "Oh, would it be okay if we ran them out Marshall-Petaluma?"
"Yes."
arty
Kluts and I showed up this morning at 10 as arranged, got a complete run through on the bikes (some incredibly clever features, particularly on the Stelvio), filled out all the requisite forms, CDL, waivers, second mortgages, etc. Then the bikes were rolled out to the parking lot and we were handed the keys, and that was that.
Kluts just prior to the fateful coin toss.
We flipped a coin, I won and lept aboard the Griso, wasting no time getting on to 101 northbound.
"Hmmm, not much legroom, kind of a long reach to the bars (after riding the Hyper, all bikes have a long reach to the bars), but oooh that motor."
Those are the first impressions. The dominating one is how great the 8V motors sounds and feels. Kind of like the sound McQueen's Mustang makes as he's pulling out in Bullitt. This throaty growl through lower revs.
This was definitely ticking all the right boxes.
Up 101 to LVR, down to Nicasio, back up in the direction of Petaluma, then out Hicks Valley to Marshall-Petaluma. Now the fun was on! We didn't stop until we got to Tomales Bay.
These bikes give you a lot to look at. The architecture of the engine and chassis reflects the Italian sense of industrial design.
Lots of interesting details.
to be continued
This year I took some time off over the holidays, and on one of those days I intended to stop by Hattar in San Rafael to pick up a few things. They were closed, but I remembered that Marin BMW had started carrying Moto Guzzi, so I decided to have a look.
Some of us folks who started riding motorcycles about the time the crust cooled can remember when Moto Guzzis were serious sportbikes, that they are one of the brands of motorcycles that have been around the longest (exceeded only by HD, I think), and that they once fielded one of the most exotic GP bikes ever, the 500cc V8. The illustrious history of Guzzi makes us old guys who wish we had similarly illustrious histories ourselves go a little weak in the knees. Despite being older than most dirt, I had only ridden a Moto Guzzi once before, a V65TT back in the mid-80's, yet I've always lusted after them anyway.
In pursuit of said lust, I stumbled into Marin BMW on a sunny day just after Christmas. There, sitting to one side of a regiment of Teutonic excellence, was a row latin lovelies, the cream of the current Guzzi product line. On one end there was the new V7, on the other an 8V Griso, and in the middle were the Stelvio, the Norge, and the latest iteration of the iconic California.
My eye settled immediately on the Stelvio, Guzzi's entry in the adventure tourer class, aimed at BMW's best selling model, the GS. Like the GS - and most other adventure tourers - the Stelvio has kind of weird Alice looks that shout, "Form follows function!", or something like that. Yet, like the GS, it has that faint whiff of sweat, grime and ruggedness that seems to promise that I too could join Ewan and Charley on their next adventure, bound for Ushuaia, or maybe Hayward.
Next up for viewing was the Griso, Guzzi's boulevard bad-ass. This bike is aimed pretty directly at the market niche that Ducati's Monster has carved out for itself the past decade plus. It's long and sleek and somewhat menacing looking, especially with the new 8V version of the classic V-twin. Now this was some real Italian design!
About that time the salesman, James, struck up a conversation with me. Despite my protestations of being strictly a looky-loo, he kept saying, "You should ride one."
But which one? "I want to ride them both."
"Okay."
"Say again?"
"Okay, ride them both. In fact, bring a friend. Take out the Stelvio and the Griso. Ride a ways, then trade off."
"Say again?", with increasing confusion and the onset of vertigo. "You want me to bring a friend over so we can take two high priced Italian bikes out for a flog - er - I mean demo?"
"Yes, that's the general idea."
"Uh, okay. I've got a buddy who rides an R1200GS who would probably be up for it."
"Perfect. That will give you a good basis for comparison. I think you'll be surprised. These aren't the Guzzis of the 70's any more. Call before you come over so we can have them ready."
Cool! Back home, I dropped Jim (AKA Kluts) a quick e-mail asking for dates he'd be available to drone down from Sacto to meet me in Marin. Jim was definitely up for the idea. He suggested January 10th.
As it became apparent that the weather this weekend would be astonishing for January, even in California, I pinged Jim to confirm his availability. Then confirmed with James at Marin BMW that he really meant it, and, "Oh, would it be okay if we ran them out Marshall-Petaluma?"
"Yes."
Kluts and I showed up this morning at 10 as arranged, got a complete run through on the bikes (some incredibly clever features, particularly on the Stelvio), filled out all the requisite forms, CDL, waivers, second mortgages, etc. Then the bikes were rolled out to the parking lot and we were handed the keys, and that was that.
Kluts just prior to the fateful coin toss.
We flipped a coin, I won and lept aboard the Griso, wasting no time getting on to 101 northbound.
"Hmmm, not much legroom, kind of a long reach to the bars (after riding the Hyper, all bikes have a long reach to the bars), but oooh that motor."
Those are the first impressions. The dominating one is how great the 8V motors sounds and feels. Kind of like the sound McQueen's Mustang makes as he's pulling out in Bullitt. This throaty growl through lower revs.
This was definitely ticking all the right boxes.

Up 101 to LVR, down to Nicasio, back up in the direction of Petaluma, then out Hicks Valley to Marshall-Petaluma. Now the fun was on! We didn't stop until we got to Tomales Bay.
These bikes give you a lot to look at. The architecture of the engine and chassis reflects the Italian sense of industrial design.
Lots of interesting details.
to be continued
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that Griso is teh hawtness.




