I don’t have a
problem with pickup trucks. It’s just
that they’re not a part of my city/metro/commuter/suburban world. Back in the day when I was visiting my
maternal grandparents’ farm in the hills of rural Kentucky , I had an appreciation of trucks.
Now, me
reviewing a full-size pickup truck is a little like Donald Trump citing the
virtues of a John Deere tractor.
So, when my friends recently delivered a monster-size GMC heavy duty truck to me – it was a 2015
GMC Sierra 2500HD 4WD Crew Cab SLT to be precise – I was awestruck.
The standard
model starts at around $50,000 but this ride was seriously boosted with the
Duramax Plus Package that included the 6.6-liter V-8 turbo diesel with some 400
horsepower and 765 foot-pounds of torque.
Bottom line on the sticker: $62,300.
Intimidated? Yeah, like stepping into a cage to face Ronda
Rousey.
To be sure, I
was impressed. This was a pickup
driver’s vision of perfection, with obscene levels of power and
ruggedness. Yet, the inside was a luxury
sedan scene of comfort and convenience.
Straight on, to
me, the tested Sierra looked as wide as a battleship, and perhaps as difficult
to maneuver.
The exterior
mirrors were the size of cafeteria trays.
When I looked out the driver’s side window, I found myself staring into
the left-side mirror. It took me some
time to adjust to that.
I CAREFULLY
drove the beast into parking spaces.
Early on, I drove the Sierra like it was made of high-value
crystal. Didn’t want to crush any cars
by accident, you understand.
Amazingly, I
adjusted rather quickly to the vehicle’s width, length and sheer brute
size. I even thought about towing, say,
a garbage truck around the neighborhood just to see what this Sierra could do,
but I could not find a garbage truck operator to agree to any form of
bribery. His loss, right?
I was entirely comfortable in the cockpit after just one day. The Sierra is a big rumbler, but it steered easily, and I was not bouncing around in my seat even on rough roads.
I was entirely comfortable in the cockpit after just one day. The Sierra is a big rumbler, but it steered easily, and I was not bouncing around in my seat even on rough roads.
Two biggest
challenges I had: I’m 6-4 and I still had to take a step and a hop to climb up
into the driver’s seat. I can’t imagine
what smaller folks do. Perhaps hire a
couple of stevedores to toss their bodies into the vehicle. Second challenge was rolling through freeway
commuter traffic and suddenly realizing I’m nearly touching 80 miles per hour.
Yes, the turbo
diesel is that strong and efficient.
Frankly, 70 mph felt like 40 mph.
Hats off to GMC engineers for that experience, no small feat in a truck
this size.
I was a fish
out of water in this 2015 Sierra but ended up enjoying my week in the
high-riding hauler. As big-boy trucks
go, this Sierra is a pleasure and a player.
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