For those of us completely enamoured with going fast on race replicas, the first time you get your knee down is a big moment. Having used up many a slider and viciously attacked my poor BWM’s heads on various racetracks (see Canadian Thunder Diaries), my fantasy was now directed at trying something completely different.
Long-term CMG readers probably thought they’d seen the last of Mr.Seck on a track after an ill-fated racing attempt on a BMW R1100S in 2001. My spectacular St. Eustache crash resulted in what was initially thought to be a cracked rib and a sprained hip.
The older you get, the faster you were: a pretty common joke among members of the racing group known as the Vintage Road Racing Association, or VRRA. Not always true, though, as anyone racing with the VRRA crowd for the first time will quickly learn. Just because you have a few years’ experience doesn’t mean you’re slowing down any.
The Thunder Diaries is a chronicle of Team CMG 2’s attempt for glory at the newly formed Canadian Thunder Series. The year is 2002, the team consists of Costa Mouzouris and JP Schroeder, and they’ve got a Buell Firebolt and BMW R1100S respectively.
Tucked and cooking down the back straight of Shannonville’s Nelson circuit, I lift myself into the air stream and opt to brake just a little later than the previous lap.
This week we have a write up from temporary Team CMG member Larry Tate, who we managed to get onto a Moto Guzzi V11 for Round three at Shannonville. The Guzzi was courtesy of Pat Doyle at Bavarian Motosports. The idea was to get a viewpoint of the yet unseen other brand eligible in Canadian Thunder.
So this is it – the end of our racing adventure in Canadian Thunder. It was an exciting first year of the new series. Spawned from the old Buell/BMW cup, CMG, Buell and Ducati managed to take the old and make the new Canadian Thunder series.
Having missed the last round of the Canadian Thunder series, I figured I’d better make sure I show for the St Eustache endurance race, and the last race of the season for Team CMG.
It was a simple plan. Go to Vancouver with Mr. Seck for the annual CMG road trip, pick up a couple of BMWs and ride around B.C. for 10 days. Afterwards a direct flight into Montreal on the Saturday would get me there just in time for the final of the Canadian Thunder.
Mosport. It’s name makes me twitch. I used to be a race virgin until last year’s experiment with a BMW R1100S in the now defunct Buell/BMW cup. We took it to the Mosport round to get in some track time before my first (and the series’ last race) at St Eustache, a few weeks later.