Lincoln Navigator Review

Posted on 11. Aug, 2004 by in Auto News

So we were. Barreling on the highway in a Lincoln Navigator The music on the DVD suddenly swelled and filled the cavernous SUV with orchestral thunder. The kids were watching The Pirates of the Caribbean, the bit where Captain Jack Sparrow in the harbor on a sinking boat. Although the scene is played for laughs, the music is great: grand yet lyrical, imbued with romance and adventure. Grab the big Lincoln wood and leather top, I felt like the captain of a large vessel in the direction of the open sea. At that moment, the enormous size SUV and endless creature comforts quite made sense. I was a pilot project for a first-class ship of the line provided safely, quickly and well. The only cloud on the horizon was …

The Sierra Club. SUVs may have the road, but Gaia's boys and their media minions have taken the moral high ground. Where unlimited consumption was again instructed as a good thing, Americans have family truck solves global warming, killing Bambi and endangered U.S. troops. Never mind that many anti-SUV crusaders live in air-conditioned villas with heated pools. SUVs are bad. The bigger they are, the more they be evil.

If that's the case, is the navigator bbb-bad to the bone. It's (13mpg in the urban cycle of the EPA, less in the real world) huge (£ 5,947 in 4WD trim) and thirsty. The Lincoln Navigator is full size in the same sense that video game vixen Lara Croft is fully mapped. You would not know it to look at it, the SUV's designers have worked hard to hide the booklet. You have the Navigator bug into two horizontal halves, divided each with their own set of headlights. Amidships, they have a chrome strip below the first two window (but not the third) run carved a visual piece from the lower extremities and fitted perfectly proportioned, black-on-black tires. The featureless aft. Taken as a whole, makes the clever disguise of the Navigator seems great, rather than large.

All doubts about the size of this beast, once you cleared the door open. Provided that you (and why not?) Stump-up for the "Ultimate" package options, a catwalk whirrs into place under the porch. The Navi is the slide-out step surprisingly useful for both young children and fitness challenged Baby Boomers. As the key fob controlled electric tailgate. We may be a nation of carb counter, but American luxury still means never exert themselves physically.

It also means never saying "your BMW has what?" These days, all luxury cars have all the toys. Lincoln gussied-up Ford Expedition is no exception. The test truck came complete with navigation, satellite radio, wheel-mounted stereo controls, cruise control, heated and cooled seats, dual zone climate control, enter stereo, DVD, automatic headlights, rear power outlets, park assist, garage door openers, autobox with finger buttons trip computer, tire pressure monitoring system call, etc. Industry experts this trend taken for granted gizmology "feature creep". We call it fun.

But the biggest selling point Navigator is the last frontier. The $ 50k truck has enough space for seven adults dressed in a leather two – two – three configuration. Thanks to his newly independent rear suspension that provides the navigation back row right-chairs found in contrast to the kiddy shelves in most seven-seat SUVs. Equally important, Lincoln has the old model coil springs and torsion bars replaced with air springs. So there are no more bouncing back of the bus, with the risk of roadside "relief".

Lincoln big rig also received the benefits of an engine upgrade. In particular, free Ford rulers additional 20ft.-lbs. of torque from the 5.4-liter 300hp DOHC V8. With 355ft.-lbs. the twist on tap, the Navigator can now steam-60mph in 9.3 seconds, despite the addition of 460 pounds. In real world terms, the truck jumps on the line like a giant muscle car, then, thank God, spreading its push equally over the entire speed range. New brake calipers and larger rotors on the user-friendly dynamics added by some serious (if wood feeling) brake. In short, it is a truck could drive your mother.

Cornering? Let's not go there, at least not more than a jogging pace. The Navigator understeer-biased chassis and suspension help keep the truck from embarrassing. Itself around the corners, but press-on driver quickly becomes clear that the little tippy-over button on the driver's side visor is not just for decoration

The worst thing about the Lincoln Navigator is its size. It's just not big enough. If you. Ferry seven people, there is only enough room for a lucky his luggage If you want to wear five or six children, or a baby, well, forget it. This animal must be at least four feet long. Extreme environmentalists might react to an even bigger Navigator by firebombs dealer, but when Captain Spratt could say: "If you're going through hell, keep going."