If last week was muddy at the MX track, this week it was um…………….muddy, muddy and muddy!!!! Oh, and just for record, it was my birthday today and I couldn’t think of a better way to spend it other than riding round on a motorbike and getting plastered with wet sloppy mud (much to the annoyance of the girlfriend).
Anyway, quite a decent little turnout today with ‘mad’ Jack Twentyman and his son Paddy, and Ali Gilbert, all of us were mad enough to have a bit of practice in the gloop regardless. Just as we arrived all the other bikes were leaving so we had the track to ourselves. Jack was trying out his new Gas Gas 300 and Paddy was also having a go on his new Rm 125. After a few laps of getting used to the conditions ‘mad’ Jack was indeed ‘mad’, as his kick start snapped off on his new gasser! Not really the sort of thing you’d expect from a brand new bike is it? And jack wasn’t expecting it either and was to left to bump starting the thing in the middle of a wet field whist cursing the name ‘gas gas’ under his breath (done that a few times myself!). After coming off about 20 times in the first 10 minutes, Paddy was getting to master the conditions and only came off now and then (roughly about 15 times every 10 mins, so quite an improvement) aboard his not so now shiny brand new banana colored bike.
Shortly into the session the Krankies turned up, messers Blake & Jose (Jose being the short plump annoying one that doesn’t shut up and who kept shouting fan’dabi’dozi) to see what was going on. Shortly after this and after a bit of a chat, I thought it would be a good idea to lose control of my strimmer and plant it head first into a tree just yards from where they were standing, much to the delight of the Krankies who took the p*ss somewhat shall we say?
It was quite hard work out there today because of the conditions, but Jack was riding like a man possessed and just kept going and going and going, jesus that bloke’s fitness put us all to shame, he didn’t bloody stop! When he did, it was for a quick cuppa and off he went again, even doing a lap on my 125 for a bit of fun and muttering the words ‘how the f*ck do you ride that’? when he came back on it. Ali Gilbert was the bravest man out there going round with a bloody trials tyre on the back, went well he did too seeing as he had little or next to no grip on his ‘ginger’ bike.
So a good day was had by all and my elbow behaved itself especially for my birthday!
I started racing Enduro's in August 2006. Here is my blog with everything thats happened. The good, the bad, and the ups and downs. Latest blog posts are at the top.
