This is the 2017 bobber I had when we lived in Switzerland. And my wife’s 50th anniversary Vespa.

When we bought these nobody told me I couldn’t bring them home to Canada. So when we came home we had to sell them both. I miss that bike every day. But recently got a new-to-me 2018 that I will mod until it looks just like that one.

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    11 months ago

    Hi. I used to have a dirt bike and crotch rocket when I was young and stupid. But never a “hard-core know what I’m talking about” biker. I haven’t had a bike going on 30 years now.

    I just happened to see your post, and I live your bike. You called it a bobber. What’s a bobber? Is that a type of bike? If so, what brand name and model was your 2017 bobber?

    Just looking at that thing is giving me the “I want a bike again” bug.

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      9 months ago

      That’s a Triumph Bonneville Bobber. Closest thing that I can relate it to is like a convertible, you have a car make x, then they also make the x convertible, well there’s a Bonneville and a Bonneville Bobber, and some other brands make bobbers of their bikes too. It’s basically a stripped down version that’s lighter and only sits one person on it.

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      11 months ago

      A bobber is an older term for bikes that have been stripped of all things which are not mechanically necessary.

      Kind of like a chopper but without the flamboyance.

      I have two bobbers. One is a 1973 triumph Daytona 500 that was customized into a bobber over the years. And the other is a 2018 triumph that actually came out of the factory ‘bobbed’.

      Most owners of the factory bobbers do a lot of modification to personalize them. Things like taller bars, shorter, mufflers, smaller or completely non-existent, fenders, etc…

      I don’t blame you for wanting a bike when you look at the bobber. I pinched every penny I could to make sure I could pick another one up when I lost the first one. Every single time I open the garage door the first thought that goes through my head is ‘holy hell. Is that a lovely motorcycle’