Lovin this thread guys, just spent most of the morning so far reading it. It's a damn shame that theres so few street races now. I remember watching the Wellington street races back in the early 90s I think, was only a kid. What an awesome thing to see. Went to Paeroa for the first time this year, god those guys fly along the straights.
Keep the storys coming.
"I came into this game for the action, the excitement... go anywhere, travel light,... get in, get out,... wherever there's trouble, a man alone... Now they got the whole country sectioned off; you can't make a move without a form."
Paved roads are just another example of wasted tax payer dollars.
If I remember correctly there was only one reasonable guy on a 400 triple in 410 and he came from Palmy I think ? But you are right, I have seen fields of 43 RD's Gaz.
ps. anyone remember Dave Hissy winning 33 starts in a row ? Then finishing it off by beating Randy Jannola in a head to head at Ruapuna ? ( and he was wonderfully modest in his whole approach too! ) Gaz.
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If it weren't for flashbacks...I'd have no memory at all..
Well i sure wasn't me doing well. I only ever got to mid field on that Kawasaki as it was a real bastard!!! I could never get the thing to run right - it was so tempremental and the way it cycled oil from the cylinders meant you ran a different heat range plug in each cylinder. If it ran right it would beat the Yamahas in a straight line, but most tracks have bumps and corners and my Kawasaki triple didnt like either of them.
ps. anyone remember Dave Hissy winning 33 starts in a row ? Then finishing it off by beating Randy Jannola in a head to head at Ruapuna ? ( and he was wonderfully modest in his whole approach too! ) Gaz.[/QUOTE]
Dave H, - Ever the gentleman
i remember sitting on the back of a shiny newish XS850 triple blasting through the gorge to my first Paeroa.
Chasing some dude on a brand new 1100 kat and another guy on a Z900.
Every piece of land round the track looked like the pits.
Some dude wiped out on the last half of the back straight and slid a good 200m into the hay bales....only to have his 750 tiger follow him soon after.
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Ahhh, yep, yep, yep. That was a fun wee circuit. Got to race the McIntosh there - problem was, I broke the gear linkage rod getting the bike off the trailer, and the only fix was to run with a reverse pattern shift. OK if you're used to it - but trying to learn/remember in the middle of racing was kind of exciting. I recall Robert Holden coming up to me after one of the races, saying I was "going well, but what happened on the straight over the back? The McIntosh suddenly leaped sideways and got all twisted up?" - I had to admit to changing gear the wrong way - didn't like it when it was tapped in third, went for fourth, and got second!
Also remember Andy Kippen looking a little tatty at the end of the day - he'd flipped his outfit, and got stuck underneath it all. Trouble was, he was running it on Methanol - and it was burning. Andy reckoned he never knew he could lift a sidecar on his own - from underneath! Luckily, he got away with just some singed hairy bits...
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That was a massive weekend. I remember the party in Andy's room in the Royal Hotel better than the racing.
We stripped the stereo out of the van, complete with the van battery & re assembled it in the room, (yup, you were there Stevo, wether you remember it or not) It was pretty full on, & the following day we (sidecar guys) went to Vince Steur's place in Bulls for another session. Ahh, Great times!!!
Ohhhh yes. I remember. Blurrily. Also remember another night at Vinces, after the final Nationals round at Manfield - and Vince and Dave had won the championship... and had a party... Recall things like large chunks of meat going directly from freezer to barbecue, Robbie Dean trying to drive off, and his ute falling in the ditch instead, and other activities which I think it's MUCH better to NOT put in print...
UKMC #64
hell...................... out of control parties were awesome (when i was younger) and the best one was the party i attended in the Hutt Valley.
This guy told me after a round at Gracefield to go back to his house and dig in to the BBQ and shit , I had know him for a while but never had been to his house. He gave me the address and off we went. Far out , a rich bugger he was by the look of it , a pool and tennis courts and shit, big inbuilt BBQ and tons of food in the fridge but the beer was just on the shelf so we put that in the freezer to chill, bad organising huh.
Well after about 4 hours this guy comes and finds us and blow me down , wrong house lol. We were meant to be at number 22 A and we were at number 22 . Quickly all over the fence and carried on with the party at the real venue but it was a real hoot when the owners of number 22 came home.
It kept a dozen cops busy half the night trying to get to the bottom of it .
From what we were told the beers in the freezer started to blow up just before dawn. And remember they were always the big bottles ( DB ) in those days and we must have put at least 3 crates in the big freezer in the washhouse.
Ahhh those were the days. Out of control parties are under rated.
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