{"id":1182531,"date":"2018-06-08T16:49:27","date_gmt":"2018-06-08T06:49:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bikeme.tv\/?p=1182531"},"modified":"2018-06-08T18:24:37","modified_gmt":"2018-06-08T08:24:37","slug":"2018-indian-springfield-dark-horse-review-dark-times","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/2018-indian-springfield-dark-horse-review-dark-times\/","title":{"rendered":"2018 INDIAN SPRINGFIELD DARK HORSE REVIEW \u2013 DARK TIMES"},"content":{"rendered":"

IMAGES BY NICK EDARDS\/ HALF LIGHT PHOTOGRAPHIC<\/p>\n

There\u2019s a certain je ne sais quoi<\/em> about matte black bikes. They\u2019ve all got it. Every one of them.<\/p>\n

You take any bike, perhaps a cheery red one, or a nice blue one, or even a sassy gloss black one, and you stand it next to the same model bike, but one painted entirely matte black, and it\u2019s just no contest. At least for me.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m sure there are people out there who will choose the red bike or the blue bike, or even the glossy black bike over the matte black expression of motorcycling darkness, but they\u2019re the kind of people I buy drinks for, open doors for, and compliment on their choice of little black dress.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomeone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.\u201d \u2015 Mary Oliver<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

So that\u2019s where I am regarding matte black motorcycles.<\/p>\n

Whether those bikes come cloaked in absolute night from the factory, or you got fried on whisky and drugs one night, broke out the rattle can and did the deed yourself, it doesn\u2019t matter.<\/p>\n

All that matters is your commitment to the darkness.<\/p>\n

The French playwright and criminal, Jean Genet, understood this very well.<\/p>\n

\u201cA man,\u201d he wrote, \u201cmust dream a long time in order to act with grandeur. And dreaming is nursed in darkness.\u201d<\/p>\n

He might well have been writing about Indian\u2019s Springfield Dark Horse.<\/p>\n

It is grandeur and it is darkness. And thus it is everything I love in a motorcycle.<\/p>\n

So if you\u2019re reading this and expecting an objective bike \u201ctest\u201d, let me just direct you to the technical specifications at the end of this article.<\/p>\n

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\u201cStars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.\u201d \u2015 William Shakespeare, Macbeth<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

They are objective. You may absorb them and then compare them to other objective motorcycle specifications, and then you can pound them up your arse for all I care.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m too busy making out with the night. There is nothing objective in this.<\/p>\n

I have never bought a bike based on its specs, or because I read some lame hack\u2019s amateurish attempt at an objective bike review.<\/p>\n

I have bought a bike because I liked its stance, or its fat rear tyre, or the way the engine looked under streetlights, or the noise it made, or the way girls admired it, or because it made me feel good to ride it, or because it ticked some indefinable (See? That\u2019s that je ne sais quoi<\/em> thing right there) primeval box in my head. Or all of those things and more.<\/p>\n

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\u201cInto the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. \u201d \u2015 Edna St. Vincent Millay<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

I have never once bought a bike based on an objective set of numbers or parts.<\/p>\n

Why would I? Why would anyone?<\/p>\n

These are motorcycles we\u2019re talking about here. The most irrational, intense and subjectively defined machines on the planet. To be objective when discussing motorcycles is to not understand motorcycles.<\/p>\n

And that\u2019s how I feel about the Springfield Dark Horse \u2013 a big, black, thundering, grand imperator of a motorcycle \u2013 the riding of which pleasures me immensely and deeply.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s got that whole evil-black evil-dark evil-evil thing going on \u2013 arguably better than any other bike. A set of mini-apes, a rumbly exhaust, and we\u2019re done here, ladies and gentlemen.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars.\u201d \u2015 Og Mandino<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

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\u201cHow can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole\u201d \u2015 C.G. Jung<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

It\u2019s big because big is good and right in this niche.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s not ponderous so much as it is majestic.<\/p>\n

It makes me feel like a gunslinger and a knife-fighter and an outlaw, and just because I don\u2019t do those things any more, doesn\u2019t mean I don\u2019t like feeling like I still do.<\/p>\n

In the Springfield Dark Horse, you have a solo-seated melding of the Indian Chief Dark Horse and the normal Springfield. And it is now my favourite Indian because it now has hard luggage.<\/p>\n

Practicality aside, the panniers do much to dispel the aesthetic\u2026well, awkwardness that happens on the big Indians aft of the seat.<\/p>\n

Painting the entire jobbie matte black was so the right move with the Chief Dark Horse. But the addition of panniers to the night-black paint is a major styling coup that has completely dispelled the mild clumsiness of the aesthetic at that end of the bike.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere is darkness inside all of us, though mine is more dangerous than most .\u201d \u2015 Jenna Maclaine, Bound By Sin<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

When I took possession of the Springfield Dark Horse, I noticed it came with the finned exhaust-ends, which indicated it would make that rumbling sound I love so much.<\/p>\n

And it did.<\/p>\n

The exhaust ends also ripped massive gouges in my shins when I forgot the pipes extended quite a way out from the back of the bike. And I spent quite a few long minutes hyperventilating in my garage, fighting back tears, clutching my wounds and rocking backwards and forwards.<\/p>\n

The pipes would also grind out on tall gutters when you were careless in backing the bike into a parking spot.<\/p>\n

I would still put these exact same pipes on though. Some things just need to be, amen.<\/p>\n

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\u201cUse the wings of the flying Universe, Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.\u201d \u2015 Dejan Stojanovic<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

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\u201cI mean only that I hope they find darkness or paradise without fear of it, if they can.\u201d \u2015 Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

You see, American V-twins need to exhale and inhale properly. The communist-hippies who love polar bears, screech owls, and soy beans demand these motorcycles be strangled and subjugated. And the factories comply because it\u2019s easier to comply than have crazed mobs of communists picketing the factory every day.<\/p>\n

Ultimately, it doesn\u2019t matter. The factories know that righteous folks, like me, will make every effort to ensure their big American twin will inhale and exhale like it\u2019s meant to do even before it leaves the showroom.<\/p>\n

So there, hippies. Your enviro-angst is pleasing to me because it is ever so pointless.<\/p>\n

When I took the Dark Horse out west and let its wondrous exhaust note chase me to the ever-receding horizon, I didn\u2019t think much about the environment.<\/p>\n

When I parked it front of small country pubs and bathed in the compliments of the locals, I did not once think about soy milk or mung beans.<\/p>\n

When a pretty girl told me my Indian Springfield Dark Horse was a \u201cbeautiful bike\u201d I did not spare a single thought for the welfare of the spotted turdwing.<\/p>\n

All I thought about was riding the darkness some more and somewhere else.<\/p>\n

The seat was spot-on. The ergos were great for bigger people \u2013 and Indians feel physically bigger than their competition. I\u2019m ever so good with that. If I\u2019ve bought a big bike, I want it to feel grand and majestic and imperious and mighty. The Springfield nails that feeling.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDarkness does not leave us easily as we would hope.\u201d \u2015 Margaret Stohl<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

What it did not nail, and what I reckon it has to nail next, is some LED headlight stuff. It had driving lights, but it really needs some more lumens up front. White ones. Not those old yellow ones from last century.<\/p>\n

The switchgear however is much improved \u2013 neater and more modern \u2013 but the overall vibe of simplicity and ease of use remains.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s also good to see the screen no longer vibrates like a mad thing. The early Perspex screens used to shake at the top edge from about 60 all the way through to a top end of about 170-odd. It was really annoying and I would always take the screen off if I was going anywhere substantial. So I was pleased the factory addressed this early design flaw. The improved screen sits just right for me (I\u2019m six-feet tall), and I can look over it, or through it. And it\u2019s certainly big enough to do its job.<\/p>\n

And its job is cruising at a very respectable rate. Big twins are just so damn visceral at this. Certainly there are bikes that are faster and more agile and more adept at the whole big-mile touring thing.<\/p>\n

But there are none cooler than the Springfield Dark Horse. There are none quite as thundery, and none with as much outlaw majesty as this night-dark Dillinger of a bike.<\/p>\n

Each time I glanced down at that grandly finned headlight nacelle waaay up there in front of me, and I wriggled my big old arse on that big old leather seat, and I opened that throttle a touch more and felt the whole dark display of torquey might surge forward in a symphony of thunder, I\u2019d smile like an idiot.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow terrible this darkness was, how bewildering, and yet mysteriously beautiful!\u201d \u2015 Stefan Zweig, The Burning Secret and other stories<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

I couldn\u2019t help it. I\u2019m a simple one-celled creature and simple pleasures like this are what I live for.
\nAnd then I\u2019d stop smiling because smiling on the Devil\u2019s personal motorcycle is just not the done thing, don\u2019t you know.<\/p>\n

Well, not where anyone can see you, OK?<\/p>\n

I will leave you with the words of the great Francis Bacon, Lord Chancellor of England, who knew the truth about the darkness.
\n\u201cIn order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present.\u201d<\/p>\n

Your darkness, sir, is right here, present and accounted for.<\/p>\n

YOU MAY VIEW THE SPECS AND THE ACCESSORIES AND ALL THE OTHER INDIANS RIGHT HERE<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cDarkness approaches from outside. I feel no light inside me strong enough to resist it.\u201d \u2015 Christopher Pike, The Last Vampire<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

THE BIG QUESTION<\/strong><\/p>\n

I know some of you will want to know how the Indians now compare to Harley\u2019s new crop of Milwaukee 8 models, so I guess I\u2019d better have an opinion on that.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s no denying the new 107- and 114-cubers from Harley are a huge step forward in Milwaukee\u2019s evolution. And it is an evolution that had to happen, given how good Indian\u2019s offerings were and are.<\/p>\n

Interestingly, Indian\u2019s current range does not give away all that much to the new Harleys. Harley may have nudged itself level, or even a touch ahead in terms of suspension and gearbox, and maybe the performance is a tad livelier (but Indian is offering a 116-cube version and I\u2019m hanging to have a crack on one of them), but there really isn\u2019t anything much in it today.<\/p>\n

Two years ago, some of Indian\u2019s offerings were substantially better than Harley\u2019s. That gap is not there anymore. The two big Americans are neck and neck. Some of H-D\u2019s jiggers are seriously superb. But then so are some of Indian\u2019s.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s now truly a matter of personal preference rather than making a call based on superior engineering by one brand over another.<\/p>\n

For the customer, there\u2019s never been a better time to go shopping American style. Pick a side.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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