Okay, I’ve loved my Thruxton since the first time I rode it on the Sandia Crest road here in New Mexico. (That’s a road about 10 miles long with a 120 turns, ranging from long sweepers, to good chicanes, to hard switchback, with an altitude climb of about a mile. It’s like PIke’s Peak, but less deadly.) I’ve ridden the hell out of Trixie — named for Speed Racer’s girlfriend — putting almost 30,000 miles on her in 4 years.
So, of course I’m interested in the new Thruxton, the green one which is now officially approved by my five-year old daughter:
It’s powerful. It’s not Panigale or Aprilia sportbike powerful, but it’s easily pulling no punches. I popped the front tire up coming out of the parking lot into a right hand turn because I treated it like my old Thruxton.
Don’t do that.
The 1200cc water-cooled mill churns out 112 ft-lbs of torque at 4500rpm…which is right where it seems most comfortable. The 97hp hits about 6500. This thing moves. I was doing 60mph in second gear before i realized it. Getting it out onto old Route 66, I played with throttle response and it is sharp, brisk, and the bike wants to run. Normal secondary highway speeds are easily acquired in third or fourth gear. I only got into sixth on the interstate, where I got up to 115mph in a stretch with no traffic. At that point, the Thruxton got pretty light up front. I suspect the top end is somewhere close to the indicated 140. It does, however, get a bit finicky at 4500rpm, and feels like it can’t decide it it wants to go faster, or slower. It disappears if you back off a tad, or hit it just a bit harder. Fuel map, I suspect, and the fly-by-wire clutch.
Handling is very smooth, immediate, and the bike turns very well. The seating position is slightly forward, and my arms (I’m 5’9″, so averagey) drop straight to the bars, the pegs leave more legroom than my 2010, and I never got close to scraping anything. It’s about the same weight as my bike, but feels lighter; the weight must be lower.
The brakes are good. Not Ducati stop right now! great, but very quick and responsive, without the Ducati desire to have you do an Olympic-level sitting long jump.
So is it any good? No — it’s tremendous. It looks great, the clutch is very light, the bike does what you want when you want it, but no more — just like every Triumph, it’s polite. Is it worth $12k? Yes.
When a candidate for public office faces the voters he does not face men of sense; he faces a mob of men whose chief distinguishing mark is the fact that they are quite incapable of weighing ideas, or even of comprehending any save the most elemental…
So confronted, the candidate must either bark with the pack, or count himself lost. His one aim is to disarm suspicion, to arouse confidence in his orthodoxy, to avoid challenge. …All the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre — the man who can most easily adeptly disperse the notion that his mind is a virtual vacuum.
The Presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men.
As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people.
We move toward a lofty ideal.
On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.
– H.L. Mencken, July 26, 1920
I’ve been carrying everyday for the last 16 years, and frequently for ten before that. Open carry, concealed carry, in the car, walking around. I’ve lived primarily in the Southwest — Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and California — during that time, so being able to carry something that can easily drop in a pocket of shorts or pants without printing or dragging the waistband down is a must, especially when having to hang around the park with my kid and other people’s wee squibs.
In the ’90s, there really wasn’t much you could do in the way of really deep concealment. I carried a Star PD .45 for a long time. It was small enough, light enough, and had six rounds of .45…the be-all, end-all of self-defense calibers for some people. Anything less isn’t “enough gun.” For a while, I carried a little .22 magnum Derringer. It was what I call an “Oh, shit!” gun.
Then I moved to the Kel-Tec P-32 sometime about 2005. I also carried the FN FiveSeven starting about this time and it was my main sidearm for ten years. But on the motorcycle, or when wearing shorts, having a full-size (but very light!) handgun was just a touch much. That’s where the Kel-Tec came in. That thing sat in my motorcycle jacket pocket for a decade, and saw semi-regular practice.
For a short time, I succumbed to the “not enough gun” mantra and went up to a Ruger LCP .380. Lovely looking thing; an absolutely beast to shoot because of the light weight. First chance, I did a straight trade back to the Kel-Tec P-32. “Wee Jock” (named for the Westie Terrier in Hamish MacBeth) now goes with me most places.
That’s not enough gun! cries the manly-man shooter. Wrong. Just about every damned pistol cartridge needs an average of 2.25 round to incapacitate. There are plenty of police and military anecdotes about how their 1911 .45, their Webley .455, their M1 Garand, their M4 didn’t stop someone who was ready, angry, juiced, up. The fact is, for most folks, at that first bang, no one wants to play anymore. The .32ACP caliber was adequate enough for European police for decades. It was the first chambering for the Walther PPK, and the Kel-Tec P-32 holds seven rounds of it, just like the old PPK.
Which brings us to the review portion. It’s a small gun. If you have big hands, it might not suit you. I don’t have huge meathooks, but even I hang a pinky on this pistol. It doesn’t especially bother me, but you can get a mag floorplate with a pinkie extension. you can get a belt clip that hooks right onto the pin near the back oft he gun, if you don’t want to buy a holster. I find carrying it in a little holster/wallet thing by Uncle Mike’s hides it well, and keeps my wee daughter from accidentally firing it when she’s pawing at me. (There’s no safety, keep in mind.)
It’s very light: a touch under 10 ounces fully loaded. If fits in the palm of my hand, and it drops in a pocket unobtrusively. I’ve had two; my ex-wife had one. Of the three, we’d never experienced a failure to feed, fire, nor have they every exploded or done anything other than what i wanted. Accuracy on them, with minimal sights (and that’s generous) is surprisingly good. Out to 10 yards, the 2.5″ barrel gives you groups that are more than adequate to defend yourself. I can, if I really concentrate, do a two inch group, but I tend to practice like I’d use it — quick draw and rapid fire. Doing that, I still can put all seven in the 9 ring.
I’ve found it’s a good pistol for people with small hands, but the arthritic might find the long trigger pull and the recoil from the straight blowback operation hard to manage.
Recoil is much more manageable than its bigger brother, the P3AT and the higher quality clone, the Ruger LCP. (If you’re going to do the .380 — go Ruger. The finish and quality is higher for about the same price.) Seven rounds of .32ACP is, admittedly, not going to last you long in a protracted firefight, but that’s not what the Kel-Tec is for; the P-32 is for those times when carrying openly, or carrying a larger gun just isn’t practical for whatever reason. The Kel-Tec is much more likely to get thrown in your pocket for a quick milk run than shoving your Glock 42 in your waistband…and the gun you don’t have with you is pretty bloody worthless.
New, the P-32 runs about $250, and used you can get them for $150ish, which makes them highly economical for self-defense. And you can replace it much easier than your $500 Glock or $800 Springfield 1911 if you have to lose it to an evidence room.
So, I’ve seen the new Thruxton R a few times in the red and the fantastic mettalic gray (which looks like crap in just about every picture I’ve seen, but is amazing in person — the metal flake really pops!) but I’ve not have a chance to ride, much less sit on one. And good luck with that, if you haven’t bought an R…they are, according to my dealer, sold out nation-wide for the year.
And good job on not producing enough of these, while continuing to make the old 2015 model, Triumph…disengage sarcasm.
So finally, my local dealer had a base white Thruxton on the floor. First impressions: white is still not a great color for a bike, but there’s not many that are the color, so you’ll stand out. The black/silver racing stripe on the tank is ugly. Get the metal tank strap from the R as an accessory and throw it over. All fixed. Triumph really screed the pooch, stylistically, n the whole modern classic line with the black fenders. Match the damned colors or take a dollar or two hit and do proper aluminum.
Seating position — it’s great! Better than the old bike with less crapped positioning on the legs. About the same forward lean on the bars. The gauges re beautiful. In fact, overall workmanship and look is really wonderful, outside of the drab black fenders. It sounds tremendous with the stock pipes. Overall, I’m finding, had I the dosh right now, I’d probably jump on this bike immediately.
Hopefully, my local dealer gets one of these as a demo so I can give it a proper ride.
Update: Just got to see the green one. The pictures don’t do the color justice. It’s bloody gorgeous!
Not so much…
There are several other choices — there’s Stein and the Greens, or you can go with the Libertarians, who are fielding two successful two-term governors on their ticket — Gary Johnson and Bill Weld, to amazingly calm, thoughtful, and practical choices.
Yes, Johnson’s a bit too laid-back and occasionally weird. Yes, he does love to talk about this first love too much (mountain climbing), but in a year where the two main parties are pushing fascist, war-mongering crooks, and there’s no mention of freedom in their parties’ platforms, Johnson’s “why don’t we leave people alone and not kill them or take their stuff” platform is pretty damned palatable
Here’s a piece on his science policies…