After a lifetime of crotch rockets, it was time to move on. A more sedate, nay laid-back approach to riding was needed. Better ergonomics, smoother low down power and a nod towards grandfather’s fixation to British Irons.
All of which is of course complete nonsense, as the Triple is a mad, bad bike with more attitude than the local campsite bare knuckle champion! It looks mean and moody in white with a black engine. Stainless bolts shine, and dual under seat cans sit like two sawn off shooters. Black wheels look classy with a single swing arm. In fact this is my fifth bike with a single swing arm, so I must like the look. (Honda Elf must have made a fortune as all of them are based on their original design!)
What took me in this direction was the sporty, but comfortable riding position. It’s kinda like ‘sit up and beg’ but canted forward slightly. This suited me perfectly, having spent over twenty years holding on to clip on’s. My local dealer is very accommodating with demo rides, which is just as well as I went out three times before I decided to take the plunge! I also took out the Ducati Streetfighter S that was amazing. But have you seen how much they cost! As is normally in the Matthews house hold I didn’t tell the wife until a couple of days later. Unsurprisingly she offered to lend me money!