Although I suspected that the rider’s meeting would be much the same as yesterday and still in French, I dutifully attended and as expected, left non the wiser.
So there I was. Sitting on the pre-grid, rain pouring down, heart beating at redline, as the ASM official dressed in a swanky green garbage bag conferred with the riders in front of us as to whether to give it fifteen minutes or have them start – now.
(Read Part 4 here) SIZING UP THE COMPETITION JP avec silly hat. At the Mosport round we thought it would be a good opportunity to have a chat with some of the other racers in our class and find out a bit about what we can expect come the big day. The series is currently … Continue reading The Race Diaries, Part 5
Suddenly, I’m there. Dressed in fancy new leathers, boots and gloves, perched atop a new BMW R1100S, I’m about to enter the infamous Mosport race track. “I don’t belong here,” I think to myself as the race official turns to open the track access gate. I can’t afford this bike. Even the gear is a stretch. Bloody hell, I can’t even race.
At this point in the series I think it’s safe to say that Buell meant it when they initially told us to sod off. A subsequent (and more polite) call, left us with the distinct impression that we might be able to get something, but they would let us know.
You can’t race without a licence. Well, maybe I should clarify, you can’t race on a track in Canada without an approved race licence. Since we intend to do just that, it only seemed logical to get a racing licence, and to do that, you have to spend a day at a recognised race school.
Contrary to popular belief, we’re full of good ideas (among other things) at CMG and don’t always get what we want. And sometimes, we just don’t have the time or organisational abilities to get anything started (easy to believe, and very true).
In part 1 we touched on some of the bike’s abilities during Larryfest 2000. Part 2 seems a good place to have a look at some of the technical aspects, and how the two bikes measure up to each other … Oh, and Mr. Tate’s two cents on the whole thing.
It’s become an annual event. Larryfest is the last distance test ride of the year and occurs in October. Actually, this was only our second year, but both years to date have seen idyllic weather and taken place out of Larry’s farmhouse in eastern Ontario. Which, as good fortune would have it, is also the ideal launching point for the best twisties you can find in Ontario.
Triumph. To any motorcycle enthusiast that has graced this earth for at least 30 years, the name is bound to stir up memories.