It has been a long time since I updated this thread and I've put roughly 10k miles on the M5 since then, including a ~2500 mile road trip. A few friends and I planned a trip exploring the Pacific Coast along Highway 101 and 1 to southern(ish) California and back on Interstate 5 back in the summer, taking roughly this route:
Getting to the Oregon coast took most of the first day. We stopped at Corvallis for dinner before cutting out to the coast for the night. Most of this drive wasn't very interesting; we spent most of the day on I-5, with some twisty bits going out to the coast. There are a bunch of state campsites right on the Oregon coast, and we stopped at one of them, pitched some tents, walked the chilly beach under the moonlight, and went to sleep.
The next day, we took our time driving along the coast, stopping at whatever interested us. We spent a couple of hours at the Oregon Sand Dunes riding ATVs on them. I had never ridden one before, and it was great fun, but there were some pretty steep dunes out there, and on the way back to return the ATV rentals, I accidentally crested over one wrong and ended up almost running over myself.
We wound our way on Highway 101 down the south half of the Oregon coast to California as we'll be camping in the Redwoods that night. The weather was beautiful, and the scenery incredible as the sun is coming down and setting to our right. Traffic was light, road was smooth, and we were able to make good progress and really enjoy the few curvy parts, with one more fuel stop before crossing into California as the night and the redwood trees envelop us.
Next day started out like this:
Getting out of the Redwoods and down the North Coast, we took a detour across, up and down some coastal mountains to a sleepy little fishing town and had fish 'n chips right there on the ocean. Skies were quite gray, with reason; it was actually tough at times to figure out whether it was the coastal fog or if it was ash/soot from the nearby wildfires. That seemed to be the biggest topic of the town at that moment, the wildfires raging nearby, made especially worse with the drought that California was having at the time.
Returning onto the 101, the road was easy going, winding out of Redwoods and past rolling hills down the North Coast, becoming more a large highway rather than the narrow two lane road like before. We were meeting up with some friends in the SF Bay Area to stay with that night. This wasn't before stopping off at Russian River Brewing in Santa Rosa for a Pliny the Elder (and a case of beer). Stopping in Santa Rosa was also kind of neat as I had bought my M5 there the year before, a return of some sorts.
Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge into for the rest of the day:
The highlight in the next day was being here:
Laguna Seca
We just figured we'll drive to the race track and explore the race grounds, without really having figured anything out. It worked out great; I didn't know that Laguna Seca is actually part of a Monterey County public park. Even though the track itself was closed that day as Ford had rented it out for journalists to get a first drive of the new Shelby Mustang GT350 and GT350R, we were still able to wander around the outside perimeter and campgrounds, and watch the new Mustangs circle the race track.
Look! The corkscrew!
We also spent a bit of time just checking out Monterey. Warm sand in your feet, cool ocean breeze, blue water and skies. What an amazing time.
Monterey is, of course, most famous for Laguna Seca and its annual Car Week, which includes the Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance, Monterey Historics, Concorso Italiano, Legends of the Autobahn, and numerous car auctions. Everything that I've read and heard says that amazing cars show up around from around the world for Car Week (and notably, Pebble Beach in 1985 was the first time all six Bugatti Type 41 Royale ever built were assembled together for display). But in any other August week, the cars in town were generally unremarkably normal. We saw a Countach, and a couple of classic Ferarris, and that's... about it.
Continuing south on the Pacific Coast Highway was some of the best driving roads on the West Coast, period. The roads twisted its way for 100+ miles, coupled with stunning views of the ocean and coast. The road dipping in and out, up and down as it hugged the rugged coastline.
There were so many possible spots to stop at and just enjoy the view and ocean breeze, but with a good rhythm going, we continued on through many of it.
The M5 did an amazing job through these twisty roads. In the turns, the car had tons and tons of grip. You definitely feel the weight being tossed around, but the suspension manages extremely well, and it kept up with significantly lighter cars. There's a bit of, you feel the weight and a bit of inertia, then with trust in the suspension, even with the components already having a lot of miles on them, it will settle down and turn like nobody's business. The car seems to shrink around you. It has all the power I need coming out of corners; the sea of torque starts down low all the way up through the rev range, rocketing the car down the short straights. Brakes worked great and didn't fade at all, and car remained stable under hard braking. The letdown is the steering; though nicely weighted, it just doesn't have a ton of feel. Other than that though, on this road of corner after corner, all connected together, the chassis feels so balanced, dynamics were impeccable and everything together feels so right.
Snaking south on Highway 1, the sun slowly came down on our right, and we stopped as the sun is about to set over the Pacific Ocean.
That was the furthest south we went on the PCH; Morro Bay, just north of San Luis Obispo, before visiting Paso Robles and a brewery tour at Firestone Walker, and taking Highway 101 up to San Francisco the next day. Other than taking me up to Sonoma area for wine tasting, I parked the car for the few days that I hung out with friends and checked out SF.
Oooh, beer!
From there, it was a straight 12 hour drive up I-5 back home.
The car performed flawlessly throughout, was extremely comfortable, carved all the coastal corners and ate up all the miles. In many ways, the M5 became sort of a GT car for this trip, though being a sedan instead of a coupe. It had the pace but the comfort, and it had plenty of space for me to throw all my stuff into it. GT cars seem to, at times, be dismissed simply because they are not "hard core" enough. Really though, there aren't many better cars to do a long road trip in.