Garmin 405 in My Future?

As impressed as I was with the Garmin 405 introduction, I'd planned on waiting to buy it... First off, I had a perfectly fine 305. Moreover, some of the reviews indicate that the first batch might be a bit wonky.

But then last week, the screen faded out at the end of a run and today, it completely faded out mid-way through and hasn't come back since, despite a full recharge. The prognosis isn't very good.

I'd bought the 305 online but don't want to risk an online retailer for the new 405. Coincidentally, I'd gotten a postcard from my favorite local retailer who's having a tent sale next week. I called them up and - sure enough - they carry the Forerunners and they have the 405.

I'll give the 305 five days to repair itself and - if not - I'll be picking up a 405. Not because I have three hundred clams burning a hole in my pocket, but because I'm truly in love with the Forerunners - even if they only last 14 months, as my 305 has.

Comments

  1. Anonymous7:57 PM

    Maybe you should upgrade to the 301, mine's still going strong after 33 months.

    I held off getting the 305 since the 301 was doing it's job, though I might look into the 405.

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  2. Bill8:14 PM

    I've had good dealings with Garmin tech support assuming you can stand the agonizing hold time to talk to someone. I've had my ForeRunner 305 repaired under warranty and Garmin also repaired my wife's auto GPS which was out of warranty by 6 months or so for just the cost of shipping.

    OTOH, the 405s look sweet and I'd love to hear your review, so good luck whichever way you go.

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  3. Anne Findlay6:02 AM

    treat yourself. You deserve it! :)

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  4. Anonymous3:37 PM

    I love my 205 - think it's about 1 1/2 old and it's still going strong (knock wood). I have been lusting after the 405s though - much better look, for one thing.

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