THRUX­TON R ON TOUR

Can it cope with big miles?

Motorcycle News (UK) - - Garage -

I’m some­one who hates get­ting up early – es­pe­cially on a Sun­day morn­ing, the tem­ple of the sa­cred lie-in. This one was dif­fer­ent. When I opened the blinds at 6.45am I was greeted by bright sun­shine, the hand­some red Tri­umph Thrux­ton R gleam­ing like a jewel and cast­ing a long crisp shadow up the drive. And this morn­ing it looked even more stun­ning than nor­mal.

Tank brimmed, fresh rub­ber on shiny al­loy rims, it was all just wait­ing to be en­joyed. With a round-trip of 280 miles to the Thrux­ton round of Bri­tish Su­per­bikes ahead of me, and a real mix of roads, for once I was pleased to be up bright and early on a Sun­day – and it’d be rude not to turn up at Thrux­ton on the track’s name­sake when the op­por­tu­nity is there.

The first bit of my jour­ney on the A43 was one of my tried and tested routes, one where I know ev­ery rip­ple in the tar­mac, and it pro­vided a great way to set­tle into the ride.

I had only fit­ted a pair of Met­zeler Road­tec 01 tyres a few days ear­lier, very re­luc­tantly as I had only cov­ered 2500 miles on the pre­vi­ous Pirelli An­gel GT tyres, before a large wood screw punc­tured the rear and ren­dered it ir­repara­ble. In those 2500 miles I had fallen in love with the Pirellis, thanks to the to­tal con­fi­dence they had in­stilled in me, and I won­dered if the new rub­ber could be as good.

Jour­ney well un­der­way, I found my­self over the An­gel GT be­reave­ment and de­vel­op­ing a new

love af­fair with the Met­zel­ers, which were at least as good as the An­gel GTS, if not bet­ter.

Tyre wor­ries eased, I had some­thing else to en­joy, as this was my first long-dis­tance trip with the baf­fles out of the Vance and Hines Tri­umph slip-on cans (£550). It’s one of the things where I can’t help my­self – the bet­ter the sound, the more I want to hear it. And these sounded gor­geous. Before I knew it I needed a fuel stop, which was a shame as I was re­ally en­joy­ing my­self.

Re­plen­ished with both fuel and ex­u­ber­ance it was time for the last part of the voy­age down to the race­track, and by this time the roads were fill­ing up with like-minded mo­tor­cy­clists off to pay homage to their BSB gods. The roads on the ap­proach be­gan to feel a lit­tle more like a race­track as ex­cite­ment built.

Once at the track it’s great to ex­pe­ri­ence the BSB boys on full-tilt. As I wan­dered around the pad­dock I could not but help no­tice the win­ners’ podium, and it felt right for me to mount the top step. Not be­cause I had won a race, but be­cause I had the best ride down there! And the best bit? I got to en­joy all that torque and great han­dling from the Thrux­ton again on the way back. What joy!

‘It felt right to take the top step of the podium be­cause I’d had the best ride down there’

How else would you turn up at the his­toric Hamp­shire track?

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