Blokey bloke Guy Martin got in a little high speed practice last weekend at the supersport event around Donington Racetrack. Dusting off skills for the upcoming road racing season. He was aboard the Smiths 675 Triumph. Not to win but put some high velocity mileage under his wings. Salt is optional… (The sponsor is in construction, not thinly sliced fried potato products)
Here is a candy colored selection box of the Triumph offerings at MCC that I saw last weekend.
Speed Triple. Tiger
Speedmaster. Thunderbird. Daytona
Bonneville/Thruxton. Street Triple
Tasty options!
A Steptoe like character trundling the damp streets of some English town in search of unwanted items that may turn into a groat or two. Flat cap, fag in mouth, trusty Model H Triumph pulling the basket and bag laden cart. It reminds me of the classic BBC comedy starring Wilfred Brambell and Harry H Corbett as father Albert & son ‘arold respectively.
“You dirty old Man!”
The Union Flag can adorn anything from napkins to boxer shorts. But cover a Triumph petrol tank in one and the the British symbol feels right at home. The George Cross, Scottish Saltire and the Cross of St Patrick layer to create the most recognizable flag in the world.
The darkest of cult movies of the new millennium. Donnie Darko. Starring Jake Gyllenhaal as the dour teen seeking an answer to his future premonitions. In a couple of scenes he’s seen wearing a gray sweatshirt with neon pink Triumph logo. The rabbit is Frank.
Donnie Darko:Why are you wearing that stupid bunny suit?
Frank:Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
Speedometer: miles per hour is the number we hinge our riding to. How fast we want to go, how fast can we go, how fast we are going. 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90 The Ton.
A period poster advertising the ’73 range of Triumph bikes. From the 500cc Trophy Trail
& Daytona, to the twin Bonneville and Tiger in early 750cc guise, to the big triple cylindered Trident and its Vetter-clad Hurricane. Pretty darned good lineup. The words ring true: “A whole different feeling”.
Our four legged furry pup from yesterdays posting leads us on to this pair of Hairy Bikers. It’s Si King and David Meyers. They present a cookbook show in the vein of Keith Floyd meets The Two Fat Ladies. Traveling the length and breadth of the British Isles in search of food delights of blighty. The two bikes here are immaculate stunners: Si is on an early Pre-Unit Bonnie and David a BSA Rocket Gold Star.
Other motos used include these mike munching Triumph Rocket 3. 2.3 liter heavyweight. John O’Groats is a short spin away.
This is Smudge, a young Jack Russell who enjoys riding with her owner Rob Fuller, 50, from Hull. She enjoys her slinger stance on her pop’s chest wearing a pair of doggles to peer into the rushing wind.
Indeed she’s such an accomplished passenger that she’s toured Europe with mom Lyn on pillion too. The moto? A beefy black Triumph Tiger.
Bathroom breaks are easy too; she rests her paw on dads arm. Turning heads and making friends at home and abroad.
Inspirational words from the great IF poem by Mr Kipling. It comes in handy with vintage motorcycling. Roadside wrenching, perfect twisties, adjusting tappets, purring engine…
Actor Chris Pratt, also known as Andy Dwyer in Parks & Recreation, is the new lead in the latest Jurassic Park films. With some lizard chasing through lush jungle he utilizes a Triumph Scrambler to keep apace with the velociraptors.
Andy: “There’s an old saying in show business: The show must go wrong. Everything always goes wrong, and you just have to deal with it.”
Full of cold. So lying on the sofa in the den, Charley keeping me company and reading Ted Simon’s second Round The World book “Dreaming of Jupiter”. 28 years after his legendary Jupiter Travels narrative globe trekking on a Triumph Tiger he takes to the roads again aged 70 on a BMW.
Walking the dog near work today I spied these two Triumph. A Thruxton and a Tiger. The BIG Tiger. Oh to have such a choice… Kinda like the long legged mike muncher; looks like I would fit it like a glove on a chickens lip.
When Eric von Zipper adore someone, they stay adored! So was the tenet of cheesy biker chief of the Ratz gang on the klutzy Beach movies of the sixties. As well as Frankie Avalon crooning to a spunky Annette Funicello; there were deadhead surfer dudes, scanty gals dancing on the SoCal sands, and Paul Lynde pitching in with his campy nasal quips.
Harvey Lembeck played our chain swinging leather clad biker. Sometimes seen squirreling around on a Triumph. Others a Honda.
CAD: allowing the machine to be built in vector space within a drafting program so the assembly of components can be put together and tested before a lathe is spun, mold is formed and bolt netted.
This is the powerplant to Triumph supersport Daytona. A compact behemoth of horsepower. To think its capacity is only a couple of dozen cc’s more than my forty year old Bonnie.
Color coding parts helps differentiate the workings too.
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