On our route through the Apennines, the narrow roads were dominated by blind, off camber 180-degree hairpins and third-gear sweepers across scarred and uneven pavement. While this checked outright speed, it put the 821 through its paces. For my 150-lb. frame, the suspension was not overly soft at the pace I was running, though rough surfaces could make the ride harsh as the suspension struggled to cope. I suspect riders over 180 lbs. may find the 821 too softly sprung, and with limited adjustability on tap, there’s not much for it. The handling was confidence-inspiring and I was surprised that the front end felt so planted, providing ample feedback as I wound on the throttle coming out of corners, the burble of the exhaust note transforming into a charismatic, though somewhat muted howl.