If this is the same bike then things have not changed much. Emmett rode back into the garage having won a race complaining that the bike was all over the place. What did grab my attention was the ease and speed with which the tank and exhausts were removed and the plugs whipped out. Often wondered why expansion chambers were held on by springs. It all makes sense now.
Wednesday, 19 September 2012
Snetterton snippets
Being in a pit garage was an eye opener. It was actually for Shaun Emmett but somehow the VJMC had wangled its way in. It turns out that his Suzuki RG500 is the bike that Paul " loopy " Lewis rode in the European championships back in the day. Funnily enough I was at Brands Hatch one day all those years ago when Lewis, on a dark green RG500 , lived up to his " Angry Ant " nickname as he hopped off the bike and berated his crew with much arm waving.
What the Manx is all about
Sunday, 16 September 2012
Its a cruel game alright
On the day that Ryan Farquhar is to receive a tribute on his retirement at Scarborough it set me thinking. When I first visited the Isle of Man in 1979, Hailwoods final appearance, standing at Bedstead Corner, Tommy Robb and Fred Launchbury were circulating close together then Robb came by on his own. 31 years later on my next visit, standing at Windy Corner, Chris Bradshaw and Jamie Adam were doing the same then the red flag came out. The next year Adam Easton went missing then Wayne Hamilton had a catastrophe 300 yards away at Westfield. Then this year Trevor Ferguson no longer came round. The point of this is that I feel like an intruder into the final minutes of the lives of all these people, none of whom I knew, and that I should not have been that close to them at that time.
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Snetterton CRMC
I noticed great piles of duvets and pillows in the back of vans and on the garage floor of our French neighbours. It only struck me later that people are sleeping in cold vans and concrete floors on an old Norfolk airfield. Old school it my be but I wouldn't want a cold, restless sleep to wake up dirty then try to go racing. The paddock campsite was rammed full of tents and vans - I reckon that could be more civilised than the imagined prestige of a pit garage.
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Saturday, 15 September 2012
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