I remember as a kid my fathers Honda 750 sitting in the garage, moved to the shed, given away. I have pictures of me sititng on it when I was 4 or so. It was gone by the age of 7. I barely remember pops riding it (becuase I was too young). His reasons for giving it up was us kids, city traffic getting worse and at the time (he was 30) probably a little bit of immaturity when he rode it.
For the past few years, my pops has talked about wanting a Gold Wing. Well, he has always talked about getting a Gold Wing, but recently he was serious. When i had my big crash at VIR, he tried to bribe me with it. Give up the track and we could have matching Gold Wings. That is how much he wants me to quit the track.
So anyhow, I have been an evil son. I am friends with the local Triumph dealer and I have been taking demos to his house and just visiting for a while. I think the Rocket did him in. After sitting on it, he got a look on his face and I knew it was just a matter of time.
The original Bike I was pushing his way, another member here turned me on to. A Kawasaki Concourse. Great at nothing, good at everything and cheap. A good combination for someone getting back into bikes. The down side, Kawasaki spared every expense in the design department. My father was almost sold on it, but unsure. I was relentless pushing knowing if i could just get him on a bike, the Gold Wing was gonna be in the future. So I kept at him.
He finally admitted the styling was the big drawback. So I tried to even the styling out with the price. Talking with Paul we were trying to make it happen. Then while surfing the internet, my father saw the Trophy. He asked me about it, I in turn went to the Triumph dealer and asked a 1000 questions. They told me what to look for and I called BMW of Daytona.
After some talking and negotiating, I got the deal on the bike my dad couldn't refuse. OTD, the bike was about the same price as my last mountain bike. The saleguy was honest about wanting it off the sales floor and sympathetic to me trying to get my father back on a bike.
If I paid a dollar less, I would have to go to Prison!