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I mentioned in an earlier post that I picked up my brand new (400 miles on the odometer) 2002 Trophy yesterday. I concluded the deal at the Triumph dealership in Chattanooga, TN, and prepared to ride my new bike back home (87miles). I warmed it up, rolled to the edge of the street, then pulled out into heavy traffic. I have ridden my Speedmaster for two years, and the pegs are out in front of my body. When I got the Trophy moving, I couldn't find the pegs. I was going down the street doing a strange air dance with my feet. I'm sure there were a number of snickers from the dealership.
It took only a few minutes to become accustomed to the bike, and it is a dream in every respect. My Speedmaster is yellow and black, and my main helmet and mesh jacket follow that color scheme. When I showed up for coffee this morning, the senior sage looked at my new, emerald-green Trophy, then at my jacket and helmet. He asked, Are you a two-wheel ad for John Deere or did somebody throw up in technicolor. Someone asked if I had a sign to go on the side of the bike saying, "I'd rather be plowing."
Before going to the office, I returned home, dug out my old black helmet, and donned a heavy denim shirt. :razz:
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