Where the wild things are
Posted: 20 May 2010
After a while, we pop out of the forest, spear off on one of the causeways that criss-cross the area and the trees stop. In front of us is the world's biggest fen, coarse sedge seething over the horizon, making the sky look suddenly very big and very wide. The X6 thrumbles around like it's been dropped from a spaceship, splashing through puddles and mud, flickering torque around those grip-vectoring differentials like a dealer at a blackjack table casually flipping out cards. It makes this look ridiculously easy. Urban SAV? Nah, the X6 can handle the rough stuff. It just needs the right shoes and a smidge of confidence. Of course, as soon as I've made this assertion, we suddenly encounter an off-roading issue.