A sportster with a comfy seat, or a tourer with sticky tyres? Aprilia's Futura
blends fast with practical for a mile-eater with attitude.
It's not often you see a bike with panniers sporting a set of sticky Michelin
Pilot Sports. Or mixing a single-sided swingarm with quality pillion
accommodation. The Futura does, and the result? A bike that can transport the
rider large distances in comfort, yet still get up and boogie when the situation
allows (demands?) it.
These features were perfectly suited to a recent mission of mine, which involved
riding to Tumut (NSW) from my Melbourne home base to meet up with my
Sydney-domiciled girlfriend, Bec - the hastily-arranged solution to an air
travel (or lack of) problem!
Starting out from Melbourne around 5.00pm on a Friday meant battling traffic to
the city outskirts, then a leisurely drone up the Fume Freeway and Snowy
Mountains Highway in order to make Tumut at something resembling a decent hour.
THE STEED
The Aprilia Futura was first unveiled late last year, prior to its worldwide
launch in early 2001. It's the result of Aprilia's desire to become a major
player in the world's motorcycle marketplace, and therefore compete in a number
of market sectors.
While the $19,990 Futura - or RST1000 - has a modified version of Aprilia's
established 60-degree, liquid-cooled V-twin, it's wrapped in its own twin-spar
aluminium chassis.
The chassis is one reason the fully-loaded Futura was impressive through
Melbourne's tin-top maze as I made my escape from Horror HQ.
The rake and trail figures (26 degrees and 102mm) were conceived with easy
low-speed handling in mind, and have succeeded admirably. Numerous full-lock
U-turns for the photoshoot also proved the point, the RST displaying manoeuvring
agility an out-and-out sportster doesn't have a hope of matching.
Once clear of the Melbourne traffic and on the Hume, with the on-board
temperature display reading a fresh 11 degrees, the Aprilia's mile-eating nature
began to shine through.
The large screen, whilst non-adjustable, did an excellent job of confining the
breeze to level with my shoulders and above - leaving my helmet in clean air
with little buffeting or excessive noise.
One interesting omission from such a bike is rubber-topped footpegs - for either
the rider or pillion. While the vibes through the pegs aren't numbing, the bike
would definitely be more comfortable with them.
PADDED PERCHES
I gave the seat little thought, a sure sign it's comfortable, my pillion later
confirming that the rear accommodation is equally as comfortable.
In fact the seat was still comfortable right up until my first fuel stop 245km
later, the bike returning a handy 15.6km/lt. The tallish gearing no doubt helps
here, with 100kmh equating to just 4000rpm in sixth (top).
This equates to a touring range of around 280km in highway mode before the fuel
light blinks on, signalling five litres left in the 21-litre tank. The pie-style
LCD fuel gauge proved accurate, also.
Helping the rider squeeze in the last drop of premium unleaded is the off-set
fuel filler, designed to sit at the highest point on the tank when the bike is
on the sidestand - no more arguing with service station attendants over
dismounting to fill up...
Whilst I will never mark riding the Hume as one of my favourite stretches of
tarmac, the Futura went a long way towards making it bearable - partly because
it was so comfortable, partly because I could get it over and bloody done with
in short order thanks to the impressive fuel range and comfort!
As comfy as it is on the highway, turning on to the Snowy Mountains Highway was
a relief, despite the plummeting temperature (down to nine degrees by now).
With the impressive high beam lighting the deserted highway ahead, I could
really get down to enjoying myself, the stability through long sweepers feeling
secure enough, whilst line changes mid-corner (dodging potholes and gravel
patches) only required a light touch on the bars.
WALLOW FREE
A tendency for bikes with loaded panniers to wallow is overcome on the Futura
with the easily adjustable rear preload on the Sachs shock, allowing the rider
to quickly adjust the spring according to load.
Winding the remote knob up to two clicks short of maximum improved the steering
as well, as it effectively raises the rear ride-height. The trade-off, of
course, is a firmer rear end - not of the tooth-rattling kind however. The
rebound damping is also adjustable.
The USD front forks are well-controlled, with just preload and rebound
adjustment available, even though the compression adjustment furniture is still
there in blanked off form.
Compression adjustment isn't missed on this bike however, with the standard
suspension settings doing a great job of keeping the front tyre in contact with
the road in most usage.
In fact the suspension is excellent in the real world it was designed for, the
odd pothole I did manage to nail prompting nothing but a thump from the Michelin
Pilot Sports, all the while the bike ploughing on as though nothing had
happened.
STANDARD STOPPERS
The brakes were disappointing though, especially compared to the same marque's
RSV Mille which employs Brembo Goldline calipers.
The Futura's brake rotors are downsized from the Mille (300mm from 320mm), which
goes part way to explaining the difference in performance, though I reckon it's
probably more than that - pad material for instance.
While the brakes did the job, they are being stretched by the time a pillion and
luggage are aboard, requiring a firm squeeze of the adjustable lever before they
start offering much power, while feel at the lever was relatively lacking.
Wet weather also affected the feel at the lever more than usual. Swapping to the
Mille's rotors may prove the answer...
Arriving at Tumut five and a half hours after leaving Melbourne, I still felt
good and the bike hadn't missed a beat. I was looking forward to heading home
the long way!
Oiling the chain on arrival was made easy thanks to the easy-to-use RST
centrestand, although it does scrape at times while cornering, which probably
explains the lack of hero knobs on the rider's pegs.
One thing to watch when parking the bike is locking the steering, when it is
easy to turn the key one stop too far. This will engage the parking lights,
which will eventually run the battery flat if left for too long. No, I am not
speaking from experience, but I went close a couple of times...
MOUNTAIN CLIMBING
The next day Bec and I headed off to take a look at the Yarrangobilly Caves,
around 85km further down the Snowy Mountains Highway.
Once into the twisties and heading up the mountain, I tried in vain to cause the
Sagem fuel injection to play up. Rolling open the throttle from closed just saw
forward motion resume with no missing, coughing or hesitation.
The engine, whilst claiming less power than its RSV brother at 113ps at 9250rpm,
still powered us up the mountain in style, all the while emitting a quiet but
satisfying growl.
I found bouncing the needle off the 9500rpm redline proves unnecessary with this
powerplant. Smoother, more enjoyable drive comes from short-shifting just above
maximum torque (9.78kg-m at 7250rpm) at around 8000rpm, it certainly makes it
easier for the pillion hanging on to the excellent grab rails.
The gearbox on our testbike got better as it warmed up, but was a little notchy
when cold. Shifting gears was still easy, and the hydraulically-operated clutch
(with adjustable lever of course) was nice to use.
I was enjoying myself so much, I was a little surprised to feel a tap on the leg
from Bec, before she asked me to pull over. "What's up?" I asked.
"It's snowing," she pointed out in a tone that suggested continuing would be bad
for my health, one way or another. Message understood, we turned around and
gingerly made our way back to safer altitudes. I wasn't game to check the
temperature at that stage!
DASH IT ALL
The dash is well laid out, utilising an easy-to-read clock-style speedo in place
of the RSV and RS250's LCD displays, and glows a funky blue in low light. There
are also comprehensive idiot lights, as well as LCD engine temperature and fuel
gauges, and a single trip meter, all accurate and handy for the long haul.
A keyhole on the left of the dash intrigued me though - what the hell was it
for? Turning it didn't seem to do anything at first. It turned out to be the
seat release, which allows the entire seat unit to be lifted, rear side panels
and all!
There isn't room underneath for anything much larger
than the adequate Aprilia tool kit. That's what the optional panniers ($1,209)
are for I guess.
The panniers are a decent size too, the under-seat exhaust meaning the panniers
are of equal size due to not needing to make room for a muffler.
I reckon the muffler looks good from behind, and in fact liked the styling in
general, although the looks received a mixed reaction from various people.
Talk centred around the angular fairing, and the fact it could date quickly -
only time will tell...
The mirrors, too, are part of the whole styling exercise, incorporating the
indicators in the mirror body. The left mirror on the test bike vibrated
excessively, making the view a blur, while the right mirror performed
adequately, though a little small.
ALICE SPRINGS
The finish all round is very good, as to be expected from Aprilia, with the
panniers remaining watertight even through a thorough downpour for instance, and
the single-sided swingarm a well executed touch of class.
More and more, the line between sportsbikes and sportstourers is becoming
blurred, with bikes built for comfort able to provide genuine real world
sportsbike performance - the Futura is one of these.
Against the RST in the marketplace are Ducati's 916-engined ST4 at $18,995 and
996-engined ST4S at $20,995, BMW's R1100 S at $17,820 and R1150 RS at $19,900,
and Aprilia's own Falco at $18,975. Throw in Honda's VFR800 (current 2001 model)
at $15,690 and Triumph's Sprint ST at $15,490 and there's plenty to choose from.
The $19,990 RST1000 represents another step forward for Aprilia, and is well and
truly up with the established competition in the company's first attempt - an
admirable achievement and one I enjoyed sampling.
Mmmm, Tumut was a bit close. Maybe Alice Springs next time...