Righto, sorry for the delay.
Everyone still had to do the dreaded sighting laps. I pottered around, refreshing my memory as far as landmarks I use as brake and turn in points.
I came into pit lane, and decided that I didn’t want to put my tyre warmers back on, so lined straight up and went out again proper.
Taking it easy, getting dialled in, still catching and passing bikes fairly easy.
I then was gaining fairly rapidly on a yellow 996 when I saw a familiar puff of smoke from his right side crankcase whenever he up shifted. I backed off a bit and then pulled alongside him in the braking area for druids and tried to let him know he had a problem – I think he thought I was trying to outbrake him though!
I gave up and pulled in, let Barry know there was a problem with the guy’s bike.
Next time I went out I was having a ball, until I came over the crest through clearways to see my mate’s RSV Factory spinning ‘round on the deck and Chris running off in the opposite direction!
Turns out he’s lowsided. The bike was hardly marked but Chris had torn open a seam on his leathers and they insisted he couldn’t ride in them again. So he jumped in the car and went home for a spare set!
I carried on, and despite my original intentions, I ended up running fairly long stints, mainly due to the fact I was enjoying it and my fitness is good. My hands didn’t get tired, not sure if that’s down to excessive ******* or the fact I was so relaxed.
There was a number of riders from BMRC and new ERA there getting their eye in for up and coming meetings, there was also a number of riders I’d guess would be in inters on a regular day.
So, while I was steadily progressing through the field, I’d lap someone, and then the odd guy would fly past me.
During the longer runs I had a number of little slides from the rear while exiting clearways. Iwas using one of my “Bargain Rennsports” I’d picked up over the winter. This was a mix of RS2s and the road version, the later being on the bike on Weds. I was pretty sure there was no problem with the tyre; rather the very high temp of the right side caused the slides.
The obvious solution was to stick to no longer than 20 minutes “sessions”
Around mid afternoon I forgot myself and stayed out for considerably longer. Just after passing a Kwacker I was on the way out of Clearways, past the marshall post when I had a rather big slide. Luckily, maintaining the pinned throttle it gripped again; I got to enjoy the full foot-off-pegs front going mental result!
Straight back to the garage for a FIM approved check of my underpants, soon to be joined by the Kwacker rider who exclaimed “That was massive – smoke from the tyre and everything.”
So the last hour or so saw 2 shorter stints where TBH, I was a little gentler than usual on the gas out of turns.
The last session featured a very entertaining scrap with a fireblade. He was pulling a dozen bike lengths on me down the straight but I could close up on the brakes into paddock and was right on him into druids. At one stage I pulled alongside him into druids and he started to turn in on me. Luckily, by that stage in the day I had a fair bit in hand and I was able to anchor up a bit more and save us both from going down.
After that I glued myself to his rear wheel and just followed him around, everytime he glanced behind I was right there.
I was a bit annoyed afterwards ‘cos all I had to do was switch up to the mornings pace for a lap and I could have easily passed at Druids. Nevermind, it’s only a trackday, we both went home happy little bunnies.
So, 189 miles in a day around the indie circuit, perfect sunshine all day. I was surprised how little red flags there was on the day.
Once again the Superduke proved to be a great track tool. The brakes were as sharp at the end of the day as they were at 0900. God bless brembo pads (and discs). The motor used a bit of oil but nothing unusual.