"Why a Falcon? There are dozens of great
tournament direct-drives out there, so what makes this one any different?"
That may be what you are thinking right now, but step inside one, and it will
instantaneously become evident that the Falcon is totally unlike ANY
other direct drive out there.
As you look at the sleek boat, you think of everything you love
about direct-drives - the ski wake (that is probably #1), the handling, the
acceleration, and the sports-car like feel. Oh, and the typically smaller
price tag (than a V-drive) is nice too. As you are climbing in the
boat, you think of the things you really DON'T like about direct
drives - no storage space, no room for passengers, a bow that is barely
large enough for a little kid, and the flat out lack of comfort. As
you step up on the back deck and look inside, you find a pleasant surprise -
room, and plenty of it.
As you climb into the boat, you notice the size of
rear seat - the largest back seat of any 21' direct
drive you've ever seen! And even the observer's seat is larger
than expected. When you sit in it, though, it does
present an odd sensation, though you can't quite put your finger on what
it is. As you admire the hand stitched vinyl, you suddenly notice
that the odd sensation you are feeling is room between your knees and
chest. From what you remember, direct drive seats are typically
uncomfortable, but the Falcon gives you something
you never expected - leg room.
With the comfort problem somewhat addressed, you
look around and notice how large this boat really is. "This boat
has to be nearly a hundred inches wide," you think, just before finding
the width on the stat sheet that
indicates it is 102." There is a lot more
room in here than you expected, but you decide that must mean the bow is
tiny. To test your hypothesis, you go to the front, only to find a bow that actually seats two full-sized
adults comfortably. When you look under the seats, you also find more storage
than on most V-Drives you have been in. "Ok, so what gives?" you
think as you plant yourself in the drivers seat.
You turn the key and start up the engine.
The throttle is smooth as you accelerate, and you are instantly immersed
in the feeling of being in a direct drive again. The turns shift
you in your seat as the Falcon gives you all it's got.
"Impressive," you think as your skepticism starts to melt away.
Ok, so
there's one last test. You strap on the new ski you recently
picked up at M&M Watersports (did we mention we have one of the largest
pro shops in the country) and hop off the back deck. Instantly you're
up and cutting in and out of the wake. "Plenty of power,
soft lip on the wake, consistent speed" start going through your mind as
you swing wide to really cut in with all you've got. You quickly
find yourself on the other side of the wake, amazed at how smoothly you
had crossed it. "That's it. I'm sold," are your
thoughts as you start back around for another cut. Sound too good
to be true? Well, until 2008, it was - this is the year the Falcon
landed.