To race, or not to….
That was the dilemma I was going thru only days before the cut off for the entries to the last race of the year anywhere in the world…
I had to find the entry fee… that was the biggest hurdle, but where there is a will there is a way, the money was sent.
I was going racing, unfortunately mud boy would not be there, he was with his mummy in nelson….( and he missed the nelson races)
I was going to drive up on the Saturday and get into it straight away, but then I got thinking…. Why not cruise up on the Friday and stay at in Taupo…. Then I could be at the track nice and early…and a big thanks goes to kiwifruit, thanks for the bed matey (shame I didn’t see you at the track all weekend.. And I have lost ya number!!!)
Flew thru the scrutineering!… all the guy wanted to do was talk about the old times he and his mate had on a GT125 when they were younger…![]()
1st practice:
It was wet…..well it wasn’t raining when we went out in the buckets.. But the track was wet, but I was running a wet slick on the front so it didn’t really bother me, but I went around like a nana.. Just getting the feel for the track, and the gearing, and I found it was tooo tall, so backed it down a tooth
2nd practice:
It was starting to dry, so I was starting to push it a bit more…. And found the gearing still not right, also the tyres were a bit soft… in the pits I asked Ivan’s old about this and he recommended 24-25pis… so I put in 22.…. You see I know everything….
3rd practice:
Lower gearing more air in the tyres and I was flying… the boys on the GP125’s would have struggled to get past….yer right...lol I still was not completely happy with the gearing but what the hell I was having fun!!!
I didn’t crash all day !!!!
In the morning at the rider’s brief, we were told about this and that.. And oh, by the way, does anyone want to have a go at swinging on a side chair? As one team had lost their swinger… someone grabbed my arm and held it up…. And as I was not taking much notice of what was going on … I left it there, thinking that… well I wasn’t thinking anything actually… blonds are good at that.
So there I was , suddenly surrounded by sidecar people.. Wanting to know more..
“have you ridden one before”?….errr only on the speed way…but this looks a bit different!
Are you mad?
Don’t let go…
Are you mad?…etc..
I was on No. 50 an “old” ZX10..fast? Well I thought the bucket was fast, this was even faster!!!!
During the practices, my bucket class was the one before the sidecars.. So there I was, racing around past the chequered flag, when everyone else was slowing down.. I was still going as fast as I could to get back into the pits, so I could jump off the bucket and onto the sidecar and get out ASAP!!!!
In the end, I was allowed to come off at the entrance to the track, just past the start/finish… saved HEAPS of time.
By the end of the day I was exhausted!. but still smiling!
Race day…. write up Will be finished when/if I get home….
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