Iz-atta Triumph? stories
It seems universal that when folks see our Triumph badge, they often can't help but
reminisce. I've heard countless accounts of "I had a Bonny back in sixty ---, wish I 'd never sold it "
and "I wish I'd bought one instead of this Harley"
(No kidding - I've heard that at least 8 or 10 times on Patriot Guard rides)
Two of my favorites - I was lashing a pair of car tires to the sissy bar and saddle bags
on my Speedmaster, out behind the Sears store at Lanesboro, MA. The Sears pick up
door at the Mall's rear parking lot was almost empty of vehicles, allowing me a wide and
uninterrupted berth with which to do my load securement duties. A very (very) old gent
with a shuffling walk made a beeline toward me as I tied and tucked away at the tires.
When he got to within earshot, he didn't waste any time with "Hello" or "How ya doin'" or even "What up my n---ga"
Instead, he went directly to: "Do they still call them Trumpets?"
I replied, "They sure do."
He said "I had a '47 Indian."
In honor of the bright warm sunny Spring day, I replied "Betcha wish you had that right now."
He let out a long low "Yeaaaaaaaaaah."
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I was in a meeting one day, and with the weather in the 30s, had the only motorcycle in attendance.
A guy walks in and asks, "Is that your motorcycle?"
(I reckon I was the only one there who looked stoop-it enough to ride in the 30s? )
I replied, "Yep that's mine,
Apparently he hadn't heard Triumphs were in production, and assumed the bike was an
antique, for he then said "Wow - that's worth a lot of money."
I said "Oh hell yeah, it was built near the turn of the century."
He didn't take long enough to process that fact, and exclaimed rather excitedly, "Really???"
I let him down slowly by allowing "It was manufactured in December of '05"
He looked confused, so I thought it best to quit while I was ahead, and let him cipher it out on his own.
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I'd love to hear your Triumph Tales o' The Trail
Martin
reminisce. I've heard countless accounts of "I had a Bonny back in sixty ---, wish I 'd never sold it "
and "I wish I'd bought one instead of this Harley"
(No kidding - I've heard that at least 8 or 10 times on Patriot Guard rides)
Two of my favorites - I was lashing a pair of car tires to the sissy bar and saddle bags
on my Speedmaster, out behind the Sears store at Lanesboro, MA. The Sears pick up
door at the Mall's rear parking lot was almost empty of vehicles, allowing me a wide and
uninterrupted berth with which to do my load securement duties. A very (very) old gent
with a shuffling walk made a beeline toward me as I tied and tucked away at the tires.
When he got to within earshot, he didn't waste any time with "Hello" or "How ya doin'" or even "What up my n---ga"
Instead, he went directly to: "Do they still call them Trumpets?"
I replied, "They sure do."
He said "I had a '47 Indian."
In honor of the bright warm sunny Spring day, I replied "Betcha wish you had that right now."
He let out a long low "Yeaaaaaaaaaah."
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I was in a meeting one day, and with the weather in the 30s, had the only motorcycle in attendance.
A guy walks in and asks, "Is that your motorcycle?"
(I reckon I was the only one there who looked stoop-it enough to ride in the 30s? )
I replied, "Yep that's mine,
Apparently he hadn't heard Triumphs were in production, and assumed the bike was an
antique, for he then said "Wow - that's worth a lot of money."
I said "Oh hell yeah, it was built near the turn of the century."
He didn't take long enough to process that fact, and exclaimed rather excitedly, "Really???"
I let him down slowly by allowing "It was manufactured in December of '05"
He looked confused, so I thought it best to quit while I was ahead, and let him cipher it out on his own.
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I'd love to hear your Triumph Tales o' The Trail
Martin