BurnCycle
23rd August 2005, 23:52
November ’04 was my last trip to the track!
My morning was spent waiting to get my new tires mounted. They were done by time the rider’s meeting was over so then it was a race back to put them back on the bike. I had a bit of time since another ride group was going before mine.
White group was filled to the brim. A little to full for my liking. Still, I was on a fresh set of tires and didn’t need to be setting a personal best time in the morning anyway. Nothing to exciting to report on my end for the first half of the day. Actually, the second half wasn’t that event filled (for me) either but things did speed up.
OK… Fine, I did manage to stuff a control rider and damn near repeat my off road excursion I did last year. This time I was in the frame of mind to reevaluate how I took that part of the track (between T3 and T4) and it wasn’t a problem after that. As we were lined up for the next session she (the CR) came over and had a little talk with me. I felt about 6” tall and apologized profusely for that error in judgment. She was very cool because she had every right to be pissed but wasn’t in any way.
The last run of the day I ended up cutting short but by only a few laps. I had set into a grove behind a FZR and like the pace he set. Then a rider went down in T1, a Buel lost the motor just before T5 (no oil thank God) and I decided to pass the FZR. I went into T1 a bit lazy and slid the rear a bit, and then totally F’d up the carrousel (T6, 7 & 8) so I lifted my arm and called it a day.
I saw this shot the photographer took of me being a squid and had to have it.
http://www.mariposaderojo.com/Pics/TLS/Track6/MoneyShotSmall.jpg
It’s funny how miles and miles of street wear on the tires can’t compare to a day at the track. Front (http://www.mariposaderojo.com/Pics/TLS/Track6/Front1.jpg) / Rear (http://www.mariposaderojo.com/Pics/TLS/Track6/Rear1.jpg)
My morning was spent waiting to get my new tires mounted. They were done by time the rider’s meeting was over so then it was a race back to put them back on the bike. I had a bit of time since another ride group was going before mine.
White group was filled to the brim. A little to full for my liking. Still, I was on a fresh set of tires and didn’t need to be setting a personal best time in the morning anyway. Nothing to exciting to report on my end for the first half of the day. Actually, the second half wasn’t that event filled (for me) either but things did speed up.
OK… Fine, I did manage to stuff a control rider and damn near repeat my off road excursion I did last year. This time I was in the frame of mind to reevaluate how I took that part of the track (between T3 and T4) and it wasn’t a problem after that. As we were lined up for the next session she (the CR) came over and had a little talk with me. I felt about 6” tall and apologized profusely for that error in judgment. She was very cool because she had every right to be pissed but wasn’t in any way.
The last run of the day I ended up cutting short but by only a few laps. I had set into a grove behind a FZR and like the pace he set. Then a rider went down in T1, a Buel lost the motor just before T5 (no oil thank God) and I decided to pass the FZR. I went into T1 a bit lazy and slid the rear a bit, and then totally F’d up the carrousel (T6, 7 & 8) so I lifted my arm and called it a day.
I saw this shot the photographer took of me being a squid and had to have it.
http://www.mariposaderojo.com/Pics/TLS/Track6/MoneyShotSmall.jpg
It’s funny how miles and miles of street wear on the tires can’t compare to a day at the track. Front (http://www.mariposaderojo.com/Pics/TLS/Track6/Front1.jpg) / Rear (http://www.mariposaderojo.com/Pics/TLS/Track6/Rear1.jpg)