the bb trackday thread.
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mckeann said:
dunno about him, i did a 2.00.8 on an old tyre. We didnt get enough dry tracktime to wear out the old tyres and fit fresh boots 
Well used quote from the racers book of 😜What gearing do you use on the 10R & what's the VMax up the straight??
I so need to have a play.
Biker's Nemesis said:
Mugello..
..Was a surprise for my 50th Birthday. I sort of knew a few weeks before I was going there but had no idea who else was going apart from my mate with the other yellow R1.
We had a couple of days extra in Italy before the TD so I thought Mrs Nemesis was just wanting to get sunburnt or something like that.
We got into Pisa around 8pm, picked the hire car up and headed to our Hotel, I was told not to get drunk as we had to be up early next morning, she wouldn't say why so I only had 5 pints before bed.
Next morning at breakfast she sets the sat nav (dunno where she learnt to do that) and off we went. We ended up here..
The Ducati Factory official factory tour, spent an enjoyable hour being showed around the factory, standing right next to engine internals, full engines, forks, wheels, nuts bolts, you name it. Had a look through the race department door window (couldn't see anything) then watched a worker take a Paingale off the line and give it its first run off life on a Dyno, I wouldn't bother about not revving your new Ducati after picking it from a dealers.
Had a look around their museum which was great. Well worth a visit.
Came out of there then the Mrs sets the sat nav again and off we go (she was telling me which way to go and had it turned so I couldn't see it).
Anyway, we ended up here...
Tavullia.
We stayed at a B&B right next too the Rossi fan club/Pizza place. I ate Pizza and got drunk, joined the fan club, bought a hat, T shirt etc.
Next morning we headed off to the TD hotel, had a great drive up a deserted mountain road and an even scarier down the other side (according to the Mrs)
weather was baking hot still for another hour or so until the rain started... Still had no idea who was turning up until a mate turned up with his wife, it was about then that McKean sent a message after seeing a FB status asking if I was doing a TD at Mugello, I said yes and he says thanks for the invite ya w
ker. I had seen that he was supposedly still at work so assumed that he was there until he comes walking over, great surprise to see the big fella, Mckeans mate and Mrs also turned up but didn't see the others until breakfast the next morning due to them bursting a tyre in their mini-bus on their way back to the Hotel after unloading the bikes at the track.
Breakfast next morning there was a table full of my mates. I was a bit overwhelmed and was stuck for words (for once) It was still raining very hard as we headed off to the track. To cut a long story short it didn't stop all day so we buggered off around 1pm and got pissed.
Pictures from the first day.
Me.
Ben
Paul
Team
team
Second day started wet, McKean, Paul and Ben were out on their wets until it started to dry around 11am, me and Aky went out with new front slicks and worn rears, Aky got stopped and turned back for some reason, I did half a lap and came in as the track was still wet.
Next session I went out for my first run of the trip half way through it and wobbled my way around convinced I was going to die with people passing on wets like I was going backwards.
Next session it was pretty much dry. Same for my next 2 and final sessions. On the last session of the day there had been a shower 30 minutes before we went out but according to others it was dry again so off I went to get a time in to make sure I stayed in the A group. (they were updating every session as far as I could see.
Mckean wisely warned me about keeping off the kerbs this session as they would still be wet, I could feel the back of my bike moving around a lot when I was changing down the box which seemed strange as it was ok the previous session.. Anyway, brap, brap, brap, flat out down the long straight, little wheelie over the crest, back end slewing around on the brakes into the first corner, me feeling a little anxious, up too the Right about to go left/right and there's Yellow flags and oil flags being waved, spot my mates Yellow r1 in the Gravel and think fk this so pull in half way around the lap.
He was OK, bike just needs new bodywork. That was the last session so we all gather later on and to everyones merriment I have been moved down from the racers group by being 2 tenths too slow. I was still 3 seconds a lap slower than I was on my old 04 R1 which made my mood even blacker
McKean was on fire and finished up being 2nd, I'm sure he would have been top given a little bit more time.
We all went out that night and I ended up in a strop (being demoted) so decided I was gonna walk back to the hotel from the bar we were in so McKean kindly gave me a lift back then brought the Mrs back too.
I wasn't really in a strop...
The last day was only a half day and it rained in the morning so that was that for this trip. Everyone headed off home but myself and the Mrs had an extra couple of days to kill so we booked into a Hotel just outside of the Pisa tower wall and spent that time getting drunk (me) and eating good food.
Thanks too everyone who made this a special trip despite the weather.
Great write up John and lovely suprise from Sandra...Was a surprise for my 50th Birthday. I sort of knew a few weeks before I was going there but had no idea who else was going apart from my mate with the other yellow R1.
We had a couple of days extra in Italy before the TD so I thought Mrs Nemesis was just wanting to get sunburnt or something like that.
We got into Pisa around 8pm, picked the hire car up and headed to our Hotel, I was told not to get drunk as we had to be up early next morning, she wouldn't say why so I only had 5 pints before bed.
Next morning at breakfast she sets the sat nav (dunno where she learnt to do that) and off we went. We ended up here..
The Ducati Factory official factory tour, spent an enjoyable hour being showed around the factory, standing right next to engine internals, full engines, forks, wheels, nuts bolts, you name it. Had a look through the race department door window (couldn't see anything) then watched a worker take a Paingale off the line and give it its first run off life on a Dyno, I wouldn't bother about not revving your new Ducati after picking it from a dealers.
Had a look around their museum which was great. Well worth a visit.
Came out of there then the Mrs sets the sat nav again and off we go (she was telling me which way to go and had it turned so I couldn't see it).
Anyway, we ended up here...
Tavullia.
We stayed at a B&B right next too the Rossi fan club/Pizza place. I ate Pizza and got drunk, joined the fan club, bought a hat, T shirt etc.
Next morning we headed off to the TD hotel, had a great drive up a deserted mountain road and an even scarier down the other side (according to the Mrs)
weather was baking hot still for another hour or so until the rain started... Still had no idea who was turning up until a mate turned up with his wife, it was about then that McKean sent a message after seeing a FB status asking if I was doing a TD at Mugello, I said yes and he says thanks for the invite ya w
ker. I had seen that he was supposedly still at work so assumed that he was there until he comes walking over, great surprise to see the big fella, Mckeans mate and Mrs also turned up but didn't see the others until breakfast the next morning due to them bursting a tyre in their mini-bus on their way back to the Hotel after unloading the bikes at the track.Breakfast next morning there was a table full of my mates. I was a bit overwhelmed and was stuck for words (for once) It was still raining very hard as we headed off to the track. To cut a long story short it didn't stop all day so we buggered off around 1pm and got pissed.
Pictures from the first day.
Me.
Ben
Paul
Team
team
Second day started wet, McKean, Paul and Ben were out on their wets until it started to dry around 11am, me and Aky went out with new front slicks and worn rears, Aky got stopped and turned back for some reason, I did half a lap and came in as the track was still wet.
Next session I went out for my first run of the trip half way through it and wobbled my way around convinced I was going to die with people passing on wets like I was going backwards.
Next session it was pretty much dry. Same for my next 2 and final sessions. On the last session of the day there had been a shower 30 minutes before we went out but according to others it was dry again so off I went to get a time in to make sure I stayed in the A group. (they were updating every session as far as I could see.
Mckean wisely warned me about keeping off the kerbs this session as they would still be wet, I could feel the back of my bike moving around a lot when I was changing down the box which seemed strange as it was ok the previous session.. Anyway, brap, brap, brap, flat out down the long straight, little wheelie over the crest, back end slewing around on the brakes into the first corner, me feeling a little anxious, up too the Right about to go left/right and there's Yellow flags and oil flags being waved, spot my mates Yellow r1 in the Gravel and think f
k this so pull in half way around the lap.He was OK, bike just needs new bodywork. That was the last session so we all gather later on and to everyones merriment I have been moved down from the racers group by being 2 tenths too slow. I was still 3 seconds a lap slower than I was on my old 04 R1 which made my mood even blacker
McKean was on fire and finished up being 2nd, I'm sure he would have been top given a little bit more time.
We all went out that night and I ended up in a strop (being demoted) so decided I was gonna walk back to the hotel from the bar we were in so McKean kindly gave me a lift back then brought the Mrs back too.
I wasn't really in a strop...
The last day was only a half day and it rained in the morning so that was that for this trip. Everyone headed off home but myself and the Mrs had an extra couple of days to kill so we booked into a Hotel just outside of the Pisa tower wall and spent that time getting drunk (me) and eating good food.
Thanks too everyone who made this a special trip despite the weather.
Beats a tenner in your bithday card
StuB said:
What gearing do you use on the 10R & what's the VMax up the straight??
I played about with it a lot this year and ended up at 17/41. I've been working on my body position ( I sit where the pillion seat would be, which lets me get my gangly elbows tucked in) and I managed to get great gains. Last time I was hitting 171mph, then year was 181mph :OBiker's Nemesis said:
Mugello..
..Was a surprise for my 50th Birthday. I sort of knew a few weeks before I was going there but had no idea who else was going apart from my mate with the other yellow R1.
We had a couple of days extra in Italy before the TD so I thought Mrs Nemesis was just wanting to get sunburnt or something like that.
We got into Pisa around 8pm, picked the hire car up and headed to our Hotel, I was told not to get drunk as we had to be up early next morning, she wouldn't say why so I only had 5 pints before bed.
Next morning at breakfast she sets the sat nav (dunno where she learnt to do that) and off we went. We ended up here..
The Ducati Factory official factory tour, spent an enjoyable hour being showed around the factory, standing right next to engine internals, full engines, forks, wheels, nuts bolts, you name it. Had a look through the race department door window (couldn't see anything) then watched a worker take a Paingale off the line and give it its first run off life on a Dyno, I wouldn't bother about not revving your new Ducati after picking it from a dealers.
Had a look around their museum which was great. Well worth a visit.
Came out of there then the Mrs sets the sat nav again and off we go (she was telling me which way to go and had it turned so I couldn't see it).
Anyway, we ended up here...
Tavullia.
We stayed at a B&B right next too the Rossi fan club/Pizza place. I ate Pizza and got drunk, joined the fan club, bought a hat, T shirt etc.
Next morning we headed off to the TD hotel, had a great drive up a deserted mountain road and an even scarier down the other side (according to the Mrs)
weather was baking hot still for another hour or so until the rain started... Still had no idea who was turning up until a mate turned up with his wife, it was about then that McKean sent a message after seeing a FB status asking if I was doing a TD at Mugello, I said yes and he says thanks for the invite ya wker. I had seen that he was supposedly still at work so assumed that he was there until he comes walking over, great surprise to see the big fella, Mckeans mate and Mrs also turned up but didn't see the others until breakfast the next morning due to them bursting a tyre in their mini-bus on their way back to the Hotel after unloading the bikes at the track.
Breakfast next morning there was a table full of my mates. I was a bit overwhelmed and was stuck for words (for once) It was still raining very hard as we headed off to the track. To cut a long story short it didn't stop all day so we buggered off around 1pm and got pissed.
Second day started wet, McKean, Paul and Ben were out on their wets until it started to dry around 11am, me and Aky went out with new front slicks and worn rears, Aky got stopped and turned back for some reason, I did half a lap and came in as the track was still wet.
Next session I went out for my first run of the trip half way through it and wobbled my way around convinced I was going to die with people passing on wets like I was going backwards.
Next session it was pretty much dry. Same for my next 2 and final sessions. On the last session of the day there had been a shower 30 minutes before we went out but according to others it was dry again so off I went to get a time in to make sure I stayed in the A group. (they were updating every session as far as I could see.
Mckean wisely warned me about keeping off the kerbs this session as they would still be wet, I could feel the back of my bike moving around a lot when I was changing down the box which seemed strange as it was ok the previous session.. Anyway, brap, brap, brap, flat out down the long straight, little wheelie over the crest, back end slewing around on the brakes into the first corner, me feeling a little anxious, up too the Right about to go left/right and there's Yellow flags and oil flags being waved, spot my mates Yellow r1 in the Gravel and think fk this so pull in half way around the lap.
He was OK, bike just needs new bodywork. That was the last session so we all gather later on and to everyones merriment I have been moved down from the racers group by being 2 tenths too slow. I was still 3 seconds a lap slower than I was on my old 04 R1 which made my mood even blacker
McKean was on fire and finished up being 2nd, I'm sure he would have been top given a little bit more time.
We all went out that night and I ended up in a strop (being demoted) so decided I was gonna walk back to the hotel from the bar we were in so McKean kindly gave me a lift back then brought the Mrs back too.
I wasn't really in a strop...
The last day was only a half day and it rained in the morning so that was that for this trip. Everyone headed off home but myself and the Mrs had an extra couple of days to kill so we booked into a Hotel just outside of the Pisa tower wall and spent that time getting drunk (me) and eating good food.
Thanks too everyone who made this a special trip despite the weather.
Awesome write up and sounds like you had a wicked time out there..Was a surprise for my 50th Birthday. I sort of knew a few weeks before I was going there but had no idea who else was going apart from my mate with the other yellow R1.
We had a couple of days extra in Italy before the TD so I thought Mrs Nemesis was just wanting to get sunburnt or something like that.
We got into Pisa around 8pm, picked the hire car up and headed to our Hotel, I was told not to get drunk as we had to be up early next morning, she wouldn't say why so I only had 5 pints before bed.
Next morning at breakfast she sets the sat nav (dunno where she learnt to do that) and off we went. We ended up here..
The Ducati Factory official factory tour, spent an enjoyable hour being showed around the factory, standing right next to engine internals, full engines, forks, wheels, nuts bolts, you name it. Had a look through the race department door window (couldn't see anything) then watched a worker take a Paingale off the line and give it its first run off life on a Dyno, I wouldn't bother about not revving your new Ducati after picking it from a dealers.
Had a look around their museum which was great. Well worth a visit.
Came out of there then the Mrs sets the sat nav again and off we go (she was telling me which way to go and had it turned so I couldn't see it).
Anyway, we ended up here...
Tavullia.
We stayed at a B&B right next too the Rossi fan club/Pizza place. I ate Pizza and got drunk, joined the fan club, bought a hat, T shirt etc.
Next morning we headed off to the TD hotel, had a great drive up a deserted mountain road and an even scarier down the other side (according to the Mrs)
weather was baking hot still for another hour or so until the rain started... Still had no idea who was turning up until a mate turned up with his wife, it was about then that McKean sent a message after seeing a FB status asking if I was doing a TD at Mugello, I said yes and he says thanks for the invite ya w
ker. I had seen that he was supposedly still at work so assumed that he was there until he comes walking over, great surprise to see the big fella, Mckeans mate and Mrs also turned up but didn't see the others until breakfast the next morning due to them bursting a tyre in their mini-bus on their way back to the Hotel after unloading the bikes at the track.Breakfast next morning there was a table full of my mates. I was a bit overwhelmed and was stuck for words (for once) It was still raining very hard as we headed off to the track. To cut a long story short it didn't stop all day so we buggered off around 1pm and got pissed.
Second day started wet, McKean, Paul and Ben were out on their wets until it started to dry around 11am, me and Aky went out with new front slicks and worn rears, Aky got stopped and turned back for some reason, I did half a lap and came in as the track was still wet.
Next session I went out for my first run of the trip half way through it and wobbled my way around convinced I was going to die with people passing on wets like I was going backwards.
Next session it was pretty much dry. Same for my next 2 and final sessions. On the last session of the day there had been a shower 30 minutes before we went out but according to others it was dry again so off I went to get a time in to make sure I stayed in the A group. (they were updating every session as far as I could see.
Mckean wisely warned me about keeping off the kerbs this session as they would still be wet, I could feel the back of my bike moving around a lot when I was changing down the box which seemed strange as it was ok the previous session.. Anyway, brap, brap, brap, flat out down the long straight, little wheelie over the crest, back end slewing around on the brakes into the first corner, me feeling a little anxious, up too the Right about to go left/right and there's Yellow flags and oil flags being waved, spot my mates Yellow r1 in the Gravel and think f
k this so pull in half way around the lap.He was OK, bike just needs new bodywork. That was the last session so we all gather later on and to everyones merriment I have been moved down from the racers group by being 2 tenths too slow. I was still 3 seconds a lap slower than I was on my old 04 R1 which made my mood even blacker
McKean was on fire and finished up being 2nd, I'm sure he would have been top given a little bit more time.
We all went out that night and I ended up in a strop (being demoted) so decided I was gonna walk back to the hotel from the bar we were in so McKean kindly gave me a lift back then brought the Mrs back too.
I wasn't really in a strop...
The last day was only a half day and it rained in the morning so that was that for this trip. Everyone headed off home but myself and the Mrs had an extra couple of days to kill so we booked into a Hotel just outside of the Pisa tower wall and spent that time getting drunk (me) and eating good food.
Thanks too everyone who made this a special trip despite the weather.
Im going Spain for the first time on 5th-8th November Almeria and Andalucia
Really hoping I get the same buzz from it
mckeann said:
I played about with it a lot this year and ended up at 17/41. I've been working on my body position ( I sit where the pillion seat would be, which lets me get my gangly elbows tucked in) and I managed to get great gains. Last time I was hitting 171mph, then year was 181mph :O
Was that in my slipstream Neil, only asking because you said my bike was fast down the straight. *he passed after that and I didn't see him again after half a lap boys and girls) Birky_41 said:
Awesome write up and sounds like you had a wicked time out there
Im going Spain for the first time on 5th-8th November Almeria and Andalucia
Really hoping I get the same buzz from it
Cheers.Im going Spain for the first time on 5th-8th November Almeria and Andalucia
Really hoping I get the same buzz from it
Almeria id great, not been to Andalucía before though, you'll have a great time there. Don't forget to get pissed the night before.
Biker's Nemesis said:
mckeann said:
I played about with it a lot this year and ended up at 17/41. I've been working on my body position ( I sit where the pillion seat would be, which lets me get my gangly elbows tucked in) and I managed to get great gains. Last time I was hitting 171mph, then year was 181mph :O
Was that in my slipstream Neil, only asking because you said my bike was fast down the straight. *he passed after that and I didn't see him again after half a lap boys and girls) graeme4130 said:
moanthebairns said:
A ufo at Knockhill
Bloody freezing here, and I'm 400miles south
English track season is over for me now, so this is from the last sunny day at Silverstone last week
First two sessions there was little shiny crystals in the tarmac everywhere. Like glass. Wtfs that. Ice.
Loads of red flags. The usual highsides in cold conditions coming out of the hairpin. 5 out of 7 sessions had reds in fast. Rest weren't much better.
I nearly joined them. I went for an Overtake going into the hairpin but I hit a bump this in turn caught my testical a peach, sending it straight up inside me, honestly John virgo couldn't have made that pocket.
Naturally I'm a bit flustered going deep in on the brakes up the inside of this guy Feeling like I want to vomit. Somehow I made the corner. But I couldn't come in as he was on my left. I'm now going into duffus thinking f
k what do I do. Who do I phone for this, a doctor, the fire brigade, paul daniels. As I went right and left down hill I thought it was going to come out my mouth like that bit in airplane with the eggs and the womans mouth. Thankfully sometime later I felt it slide down my inner thigh otherwise id be getting called alexis. Still now I know my rebound is a bit to quick. That's me for the year. Too cold.
Anyone recomend a good lap timer as I just don't believe this.
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