My first m/c was a '59 Triumph Tiger. I was the only that could start her and the only one that understood her but we shared an understanding and that's all it took to experience the extraordinary.
Today I ride an '03 Triumph Bonneville America. Yes... they're back and better than ever! They are from a high frequency as far as things go, and denote discernible solidarity. And as it so happens, they are very well made and handle like a dream. So, a dream it is. When I ride my bike through the mountainscape of what I call 'my own back yard' (I live in the mountains you see) I am gone to another place. The focus and discipline of the ride transforms my consciousness to a higher frequency as I push the envelope and exert my intent upon body and machine. It's a graceful ex
Triumph... (I mean even the name here folks raises the bar, don't ya think?) is such a glorious way to go. These bikes are the exception nowadays.... yet still respected and regarded as bikes amongst bikes. They command respect and admiration wherever I go. They are fantastic ice-breakers in conversation and the topic of many a gleam in an old timer's eye. All I can say is I am blessed to ride a Triumph as part of my ex