The story of this motorcycle starts when my future brother- in- law Steve walked in to Dan’s Cycles in Staten Island, NY in the spring of 1975 and ordered a T160 Trident, in red, with the optional bigger tank. The dealership was in such a sketchy part of town that Steve refused to take delivery there for fear of being robbed of his cash payment! They did the deal at a restaurant and Steve rode his new bike home. Shortly after he met my sister Carol, the most Un-motorcycle person in the world. They married, bought a house, started a family, and the bike hardly got used.
I started riding in ’79 on a Suzuki GS550E, as good as a Universal Japanese Motorcycle as there ever was. Smooth, quiet, fast, reliable.. the perfect UJM. I liked all bikes, but considered British and Italian bikes antiquated, Harleys prehistoric, and BMW’s for old men. Steve and I spoke often about going for a ride together, and finally kept our promise one Saturday morning. I watched him as we rode together, and the more I looked at that bike the more I fell in love with it. We finally came to a red light, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it as I pulled up next to him. That bike was a rolling piece of art, but more than anything, it had soul. My GS on the other hand, felt like a Singer sewing machine with wheels. I became a Triumph man at that red light. I told my wife of my experience, and she was 100% supportive of me buying a Triumph. It wasn’t easy, but I found a ‘75 Trident with 12K miles for sale out on Long Island. It was in decent shape, but needed new paint, a good cleaning, and a tune-up. It took a few months, but that bike looked and ran sharp. Fast forward about 10 years, and my wife and I were discussing the Trident. I told her the only way I would ever sell it would be to buy Steve’s. When asked why, I told her his Trident has only 2K miles on it, has always been highly maintained, and is as all-original as you can get. Little did I know that just a short while later, my sister mentioned to my wife that Steve is thinking of selling the bike as times are tough and the bike doesn’t get used. So my wife, being the woman that she is, bought the bike for me! This was in February of ’92, so she put the bill of sale in a Valentine’s Day card and gave it to me as a surprise. What a present! I sold the other trident, but job transfers, kids, houses, etc. meant that the bike never got on the road for 24 years. It wasn’t until last year that I resurrected it from its deep sleep. I cleaned the tank, rebuilt the carbs, calipers, master cylinders and forks. It fired right up, and after a good cleaning won 1st place in my division at the National Triumph Rally in PA. All I can say is “ Thank you Honey, I love you”.