It’s early November and the weather is just glorious. Obviously I’m not in Ireland. I am within the walls of the Medina in the 18th century city of Essaouira on the coast of Morocco. As I wander through the old city, breathing in the fresh air of a city free of traffic I take in the splendour of a UNESCO World Heritage city and have one of those ‘how did I end up here?’ moments.
By Brian Twomey.
A group of world-weary Land Rover personnel are in Morocco to launch the new Freelander 2. The Freelander is the type of car that, for all its 4x4xfar virtues, is as likely to be inching down the M50 or circling Dublin city centre vainly looking for a parking as any other family orientated 4x4. Land Rover has brought us here to show us otherwise, that life with a Freelander doesn’t have to be like that and that the genes that made the Defender the chosen car for explorers still live on in their smallest, most practical car.
So to business. I commandeer the keys to a Freelander from one of the Land Rover girls and take to the roads leading from the isolated tarmac that passes for an airport here. The petrol Freelander is a 3.2 litre item, a straight-six that Land Rover say they co-developed with Volvo and tuned to their own requirements. It’s in the Freelander to try an convert Americans who never liked the last car. Oddly, this engine is mounted longitudally and produces 231bhp which it sends to all the wheels through a six-speed automatic gearbox with the now obligatory sporty sequential gear change option. It’s not a slow car, 0-100km/h in a claimed 8.9 seconds and 200km/h flat out, but it wouldn’t pin you in your seat in the way you’d think a big engine in a fairly small car would. It is very smooth, quiet and quite responsive but a bit blighted by the gearbox which is a touch slow to down-change when you ease the throttle down. This is a pity because generally the self-shifter is well mannered and unobtrusive.
I’d go for option B; the cheap and more economical 2.2 diesel. Two less cylinders and 160bhp mean that the Freelander is slower here but the precise six-speed manual gearbox and 400Nms of torque more then compensate. The chassis feels identical but the diesel trades high end power for low end torque making it smoother and more rewarding to drive across unpredictable terrain or twisty back roads. The smallest Land Rover is a remarkable achievement dynamically. The steering has decent levels of feel and the car responds sharply to steering inputs although Land Rover seem to making the steering in their newer models a lot lighter these days. Do the dog on it and it will push into very mild understeer but otherwise it is happy to do your bidding even at high cornering speeds. The only thing that distinguishes it as a 4x4 is the body roll which is modest by class standards but more dramatic than a similarly sized estate car.
The accomplishments of the engineers in making the Freelander drive this well is further reinforced when you venture off road. The local youth offering pale tourists a ride on his camel can’t compete with Hill Descent Control and the numerous settings Land Rover fit to everything above the Neolithic Defender. The bonnet vibrates as I strike the bottom of a sand dune with horrific force and sand is hurled over the car as it crests the top of it. The Freelander takes its punishment well although again the manual diesel wins out. To go dune bashing or rock climbing the automatic petrol has to spend a lot of time revving quite hard to maintain momentum. At one point the auto gearbox nagged that it was overheating. Admittedly a fair bit of abuse came its way but the manual diesel feels like it is suffering less in the rough stuff. In these conditions the Defender genes start to show through. As I bounce past a beached Freelander I find myself off-course, waste deep in sand at 60km/h and trying to gather it up before I drop down another dip. The sump on this thing must be yards thick…
The softness of the suspension and the sharpness of the steering come into play in the rough stuff. The ride quality is good on road but fantastic off it while the steering is always cooperating, never fighting a driver in extremis. Clamouring over rocks is impressive, if a trifle boring and to be honest I wouldn’t be risking my bling-bling alloys trying to find a shortcut onto Dollymount strand this way. That said, I spent a day trying to break a 3.2 petrol HSE and another day trying to demolish a 2.2 diesel HSE and the worst that happened was that a retaining clip under the bumper bent when I hit a 50 degree slope at national primary route speeds. I looked under the car expecting to see a puddle of oil and I got a blemish that a Pebble Beach Concours judge would miss. Not only is the off-road route Land Rover picked fun to cover but the Freelander is a fun car to do it in.
As the fleet of pre-production models sits outside the walls of the Medina, cooling in the late afternoon sunlight I step back from them. I admire the crisp, simple, conservative styling. The beautifully detailed, comfortable interior is a great venue for me to explore Africa for the first time, even if some of the fixtures don’t exactly look childproof. I admire the refinement and strength of the straight-six but to be honest I’d have the diesel as it feels more at home under the bonnet of the Freelander. My only problem is that back in Ireland I can’t think of anywhere I could use this amazing off-road ability and to buy one of these cars and never experience that would be a tremendous shame indeed.
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