Showing posts with label course. Show all posts
Showing posts with label course. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 June 2016

PPIHC - Sunday - Up, up and up!

Up early on Sunday... we're trying to keep on British time to help with the killer 2a.m. starts for the next week. We headed out to the Lone Duck to meet Travis and give the Big Red Duck a few runs up the mountain.

Travis took her up the course first and we followed in the van. Oh boy...

The on-board footage doesn't show the elevation. Average gradient: 7 degrees. This place is steep! It just goes up and up and up. The start line is at 9 390 feet. The course runs 12.42 miles to the summit of Pikes Peak - 14 115 feet!

The first third is through forest. Fast sequences of lefts and rights... some tight little turn to catch you out. The next third has the famous 'Double-yous'. A sequence of tight switchbacks... up, up and up above the treeline. The top third is desolate, wind-beaten and snow drifts - some fast flowing sections and turns that look like they are at the end of the world!

It is utterly spectacular. The views from the top are immense... hundreds of miles in all directions.




We crawl back down from the summit where the air is thin, the wind cold and the sun intense. There are park Rangers all over and the 25mph speed limit is enforced. I had Travis' bike in the back of the van and despite using 1st and 2nd gear, I still managed to cook the brakes only half-way down.


My turn next on the BRD I follow Travis up. He ponts out a few things along the way. It's frustrating going so slow and behind lines of cars. Some of the drivers are really stressing on the road. I just want to twist that throttle wide open and carve some lines up the mountain!



The BRD feels good. Plush and well mannered. Loads of torque and power... she pulls from low down and keeps shunting all the way through the revs. Even up at the top section with hardly any air to breathe, she is strong. It's impossible to tell what she'll be like at speed... but she felt comfy and everything was in then right place.


Back down and then Travis takes me up in the van and talks me throughn the whole course. Danger areas, corners that'll catch you, late apexes, straight-lines, off-camber, gravel on the course, ruts and bumps... and where to hold her flat-out. There is so much to take in.


By the time we get back down again, we need to head to the Rookies registration. We sign-on with no worries. It seems almost too easy - there is always something... nope... that's it. All signed-on. Cool!

We get back to Manitou Springs, prep the bike for tomorrow's tech inspection then find a pub and get some good steaks down our throats. It's been a long day. We're tired... windburned, sunburned. The magnificance of Pikes Peak also burned in out minds.



Wednesday, 1 July 2009

Battle Stations!


Had a conversation with the Chairman of the TT Mountain Course Comittee. They will meet at teh end of July to decide the fate of the remaining Manx GP competitors. He wasn't going to commit, but thinks I have a fighting chance of being accepted if I can get my application in by 17th July. But it is up to the Committee. Hmph!


(Too much yaddah-yaddah and not enough pics on my blog... so here's a pic of a nice bike...)


So... Derby Phoenix are racing at Oulton Park on Saturday. I have a place in the 'Thunderbikes' class - going to get my ass whipped by those 1000cc twins!

Thundersport GB are running at Snetterton next Saturday - got a place in the Minipowerbikes on that one.

Darley Moor are racing (at Darley Moor) next Sunday... I should be able to get into the Sounds Like Thunder class for that one.

3 'meetings' within the next 10 days. Do-able. Kinda.

I'll be riding Mike's 620cc Monster - the one I'll be riding in the Manx GP Ultra-Lightweight class. It'll be a good opportunity to give it a shake-down. I'm not going to race it... just going to test it and work on the set-up... well... we'll see if I can resist.

Oh - and the Chevy started pissin' brake fluid out of the left-rear on Sunday night... so she's off the road. This leaves me with no race transport and about 900 miles to cover accross country in the next 2 weekends. These new 'challenges' aren't bothering me anymore... I just navigate around them.

These 3 'meetings' are going to cost me a packet. Besides shaking the wee Monster down this will be an absolute waste of time, effort and money... and will be a risk to me being physically fit for the Manx - I don't want to agravate my wrist... or fall off! Oh... and 2 weekends of time taken out of all the work I still need to do to build the BAMF (engine still not finished).

Ho-hum... WTF can one do? This is going to be a rough couple of weeks till I get on that ferry to teh Isle of Man. I ain't giving up yet. This ain't over...

BATTLE STATIONS!!