1971 Triumph TR6C Trophy and 2007 Triumph Scrambler 900
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July/August 2008
By Landon Hall and Richard Backus
Taking advantage of the change, we loaded up and rolled down to the edge of the Mighty Mo for some photos. An hour later, photos done and the day warming up, it was time to hit the road. We crossed the river, gassed up (and added a quart of oil to the Trophy) and headed west on state Route 94. Not five miles down the road we saw a great little gravel road running between fields covered with purple heather and couldn’t resist another round of photos. From there we set our pace at about 60mph and rolled on, rambling along the north side of the Missouri River toward Jefferson City, occasionally flirting with a few curves in the bluffs but otherwise running flat and true in the river valley. The twisties, it was clear, were behind us.
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Once we hit Jefferson City another hour on we jumped on U.S. Highway 54 south just long enough to get us back over the river and onto U.S. Highway 50, where we again headed west. Eighty miles later we were in Warrensburg, Mo., where we turned south on state Route F, then west again on state Route 58 just a few miles later. At this point Backus was leading and had the map, but a mistake in reading it found us in the sprawling, suburban expanse of south Kansas City at 5 p.m., where we plodded along through stop-and-go traffic for nearly an hour before making it through the city and across the border to Kansas, and back onto state Route K10. One last detour on a county road and we were back in Lawrence, Kan., and at the end of our journey.
At a bit more than 600 miles in two days, we certainly hadn’t run an Iron Butt. But we had spent enough time on the road to allow us to focus on the bikes at hand, appreciating them for what they are — and aren’t — and experiencing them in a different light. Which, after all, was that simple goal we were aiming to accomplish from the start. MC
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