Today attended the Donington Park Classic Bike Festival with the VJMC on the Streetfighter. First of all Donington Park has cheered itself up. It is still rundown and tatty but those miserable, surly staff who resentfully manned everything from ticket sales to gate guards to programmes and food have been flushed away. Everyone seemed happy to be there and enjoying their jobs. Such a simple thing to change yet it never happened during all those rip off years of big events. Today even the toilets were clean. Well done Donington. We were in the old exhibition hall alongside the track where the Dunlop bridge used to be. This is a large, light and spacious hall which I have never been in before. The hall was stuffed full of over restored bling bikes of every description so I was glad that the Streetfighter stood all on her own in there all day - she is what she is, my bike after all. Anyway the object of the exercise for me was to ride the track which at 13.00 we duly did. Despite specific instructions the Yamaha LC brigade rode like the same dangerous cunts that they always are. Typically undertaking on corner entry then sitting up fishing around for a gear to drive their gutless strokers forwards again. They duly got a bollocking from the powers that be. Classic racing is very well populated these days and races and parades went on all day one after another. A great treat was the low level flyby passes by the Battle of Britain memorial flight of Lancaster bomber accompanied by a Spitfire and Hurricane. The track highlight of the day was the 15 minute special parade. Wow ! No less than 3 Honda six Hailwood replicas on track with 3 MV Agusta triple Agostini replicas at the same time whilst the Guzzi V8, Joey Dunlop's SP2, Phil Read on a Steve Wheatman Suzuki RG Mk1,dunno who on yet more RGs, Aaron Slight's Castrol RC45, De Angelis Moto2 bike, the Gardner Rothmans triple, Mamola's Cagiva, JohnCooper on his works BSA triple, Lee Dickinson on a Yamaha 500 GP four plus loads of others went screaming by for lap after unsilenced lap, bliss. But bike of the day had to be the Capirossi Ducati Desmosedici. That thing is an absolute missile. It's pick up down the straight had to be seen to be believed. And it was louder than the Lancaster bomber.
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