5500 miles on RX3s --- some thoughts
I know we were not one of the first folks ordering our RX3's but we were early enough to be part of the initial $2895 group. When we ordered the bikes we knew full well what we are going into, just having had one very negative experience with a Chinese bike (for which we have the first court chat on Monday, but thats a different story). After Karen and I ordered our bikes we did a LOT of research, looking at pictures, looking at the track record of CSC and everything one can do in 6 months before the bikes actually arrived.
Then in the tumultuous weeks as the bikes finally arrived we shocked CSC a little bit by buying our plane tickets before we even knew the bikes would be available, and I had the feeling from Joe's reaction he felt we kind of forced their hand, even though that was not our intention. Its just the way our calendar worked. Would the bikes not have been available we would have moved the flights. I specifically purchased the tickets with that in mind, but as it turned out it worked out fine, the bikes were available and we were probably one of first 20 RX3 owners in the US. AND we packed them up with everything we needed and immediately gave them a good workout by riding those little suckers back to Houston. This was the backdrop when our adventure started.
On Wednesday we managed to get a ride from my BIL to the airport and we stayed in one of the airport hotels since we were trying to avoid to travel all across town on Thursday morning for our flight leaving 5:30AM to Ontario, CA. The flight was uneventful, nothing to say about it, we arrived in Ontario around 9:30 local. Our plan was to get to CSC, get the bikes, mount stuff we "needed" for the long trek home (X-grip for the phones, USB power supply, ...) and be out by 3PM. That would give us plenty of time to ride the first 200 miles to be able to do the first oil change (200 miles, 1000 miles). Turns out since everything was ready to roll, prepared by CSC we were actually out the door by 1AM.
My immediate impression was: The clutch is grabby (but which new clutch is not?) and this thing accelerates better than any 250 had any right to. Kind of reminded me of the XT350 and the XT500 of the 80's, except those were much buzzier. So off we go and after about 40 miles, we were still in the LA basin, disaster struck the first time. Its an adventure ride after all, right?
When I ordered the X-grips I made a mistake and I ordered the big ones. The ones for tablets or extra large phones. Or "standard sized iPhone 6 was just barely being held, in fact Karen's phone was not held any more at one point and it tried to go off on its own. Unfortunately as it turns out phones are not very good when left to their own devices and it just tumbled down onto the tarmac and following trucks had no regards and rolled just on and over her phone. Now there is one thing one needs to know about my wonderful wife: DO NOT COME BETWEEN HER AND HER MUSIC (stored on said, now damaged iphone) So, after we grab the phone from the road, we turn around and ride 15 miles back to the next Apple store to get a replacement. Apple's extended warranty is worth every penny!
So,,, 3 hours later we finally get going, and after a slight change of the course we are off and start climbing the mountains to get out of the LA basin. The first time I get a real feel for what this bike can do, and I am even more impressed, since even though it is "just" a measly 250 it has no problem keeping pace with the cars going up the mountain, AND it is a joy to ride in the twisties. Down the slope on the other side, and after 180 miles we call it a day, find a hotel and watch the sunset, ... while I change the oil the first time. With the exception that someone must have had too power in their hands when tightening some of the screws, changing oil is 30 minutes tops on each bike.
The next day is more or less boring. About 500 miles ride, gas up, ride, repeat. Oh, and the seat is atrocious. Just as any other stock seat I have had in the last 40 years. So we shift weight -- a lot. In the evening we arrive in a small town on the border between Arizona and New Mexico, in an even smaller hotel, have a chat with the owners, get a pizza from across the street and go to sleep. The next morning after a great breakfast (courtesy of the hotel) we get told that instead of riding I10 we might want to try Highway 9 I believe. Thats a road that literally goes along the US-Mexican border for more than 100 miles with nothing but the desert around. That was actually a great ride, no twisties, but still a great ride.
Somewhere along the Mexican border I start hearing SOMETHING. I cant put my finger on it, and after I while I stop and see that my center stand spring was broken and the center stand was hanging down. Oh, well, after some bungy cords being used to keep the center stand up we are back on track. After a while we pass through El Paso, TX the bikes have almost 1000 miles since we picked then up just 2 days earlier and instead of riding the back roads back to Houston I make an executive decision to superslab it back home. So we get on I 10 and for the first time in their lives the bikes are allowed to run. And run they do! While up this point we were riding moderate speeds and were getting about 60 mpg when slabbing the milage dropped to about 50mpg. But that was WOT 100% of the time. Another 50 miles on I10 and we hit 1000 miles, time for an oil change and a fillup again. And while we are rolling into the gas station Karen's center stand spring fails. An hour later we are back on the road, oil changed and by the evening we roll into Fort Stockton, TX. Somewhere along I10! The next morning, our last day on the road it turns into a real adventure. Its Sunday, so no bike shop is open, I do not have tire irons with me and the rear tire has a flat. Lucky enough the tow truck owner is a rider himself, and has all the tools in his garage, so after 3 hours delay we are finally on the road, but by now its 11AM instead of 8AM. Well, we say, we'll just run WOT all the way home. The bikes have had their easy treatment now they have to show what they can do. Unfortunately 250 miles down the road the patch that we put onto the tire in Fort Stockton lets go, or there was another hole, or, whatever, When we roll into Kerrville to get gas, there is no air again in my rear tire.
At least this time we are in a town with a MC shop, so we put the bike onto their lot, out of sight, load what we can onto Karen's bike we we slab it back to Houston two up. Did I mention that the seat is atrocious?
Even two up the bike runs better than any 250 has any business to do. A week later we drive out to Kerrville and pick up my bike and for a while it is now my primary bike. Just because I want to see what it can do and because its just plain fun to ride and nobody believes its a 250.
The last week I did the 3000 mile service and I decided from now on 3000 miles will be the service interval. The bikes get full synthetic oil at 3000 miles (Rotella T6) and Karen kind of decided as the weather will get a bit cooler when we get into fall she will switch from her GS to the RX3 to ride to work. That will make the bike get miles very quickly, since she rides about 200-300 miles each week just commuting.
So, what were the problem in the last (combined) 5500 miles?
-) Center stand springs (replaced by CSC under warranty) on both bikes
-) On my bike a mirror broke off at the ball (replaced by CSC under warranty)
-) on Karen's bike a mirror came off (replaced under warranty)
-) on both bikes the USB voltage regulators gave up after a while (both replaced under warranty)
-) on my bike the front rotor had thicker and thinner spots, which led to pulsing front brakes (front rotor replaced under warranty)
Conclusion: the WORST that happened was that the front rotor has thicker and thinner spots and that the front brakes on my bike were pulsing until I took the micrometer to it. Once I told CSC the results a front rotor was in my mailbox 3 days later.
All the other items are nuisances, but nothing that is really important to the operation of the bikes, and the reaction of CSC every time was exemplary.
Time for my meds now, Oh, and last week Karen sold a RX3 to a colleague just by telling them and that she liked hers. Maybe we can get a few RX3's together here in Houston.