Two For Tea
First, let me say something about Blind Pew.
In Robert Louis Stevenson's book, Treasure Island, there was a character called Blind Pew. Now, Treasure Island is the most dramatised novel ever and is the one which all causes us to think of pirates as having one eye, one leg and a parrot on their shoulder.
Blind Pew was somebody you just did not want to meet. He was blind, funnily enough, and was an ex-pirate. His main job was to bestow the Black Spot onto people. When Pew gave you the blind spot, then that was it - you'd had it.
So, anyway, I had a great time in Dublin. Met some lovely people. Rode some lovely bikes. Including my ITM's Yamaha WR 250. It had such a wonderful clutch on it. So strong it was. At least, that's before Blind Pew here put the black spot on it. After only a few hours of my, em, "technique", the clutch decided to commit a bit of clutch suicide at the TORC enduro on Sunday - complete with my ITM on board halfway through a race.
There's some debate going about whether I actually did put the black spot on his clutch, or whather it was Fate herself who did it after the great bit of ITM hubris that was going on about my clutch packing in. We will probably never know.
Tomorrow evening, there is what we will call the Cowshit Rematch. Up at Deepcut Barracks in Surrey, there's a little race being run called Tea Till Dusk. It's put on by the Army, and attracts a lot of good riders to it. It starts at 6, finishes around 8:30, and all proceeds go to charity.
The guy who set up the course - a guy called Darren - is an Army PT instructor. When I spoke to him today, he described the course as "hard". Me made it that way to stop any motocross hooligans from getting too much speed up. Oh, and it's got the biggest hill climb you ever saw in your life.
I considered the hill climb:
Which gave me a problem for work. Since the race is ony a few miles away from where I work, then I'll take the bike with me. But where to park? I don't want to leave a bike outside all day. Quick phone call to the security guys, and it turns out that there is an underground car park with 6 spaces in it for Very Important People. Tomorrow, I can be one of those Very Important People so my bike doesn't get nicked they tell me.
Me and my uprated clutch are number 133, which Wikipedia tells me is a happy number.
I got another email from Martin not very long ago:
ITM-ess and Cockle went to see my ITM at the TORC enduro on Sunday. The hooliganism of the experts has still not waned Cockle's enthusiasm, and he still wants to be an enduro nut. ITM-ess loved the atmosphere and the friendliness and they both had an absolute ball. They're too polite to mention that I am Chief Suspect in their clutch murder investigation ...
A word of warning, do not watch this if you are a BMW rider:
In Robert Louis Stevenson's book, Treasure Island, there was a character called Blind Pew. Now, Treasure Island is the most dramatised novel ever and is the one which all causes us to think of pirates as having one eye, one leg and a parrot on their shoulder.
Blind Pew was somebody you just did not want to meet. He was blind, funnily enough, and was an ex-pirate. His main job was to bestow the Black Spot onto people. When Pew gave you the blind spot, then that was it - you'd had it.
So, anyway, I had a great time in Dublin. Met some lovely people. Rode some lovely bikes. Including my ITM's Yamaha WR 250. It had such a wonderful clutch on it. So strong it was. At least, that's before Blind Pew here put the black spot on it. After only a few hours of my, em, "technique", the clutch decided to commit a bit of clutch suicide at the TORC enduro on Sunday - complete with my ITM on board halfway through a race.
There's some debate going about whether I actually did put the black spot on his clutch, or whather it was Fate herself who did it after the great bit of ITM hubris that was going on about my clutch packing in. We will probably never know.
Tomorrow evening, there is what we will call the Cowshit Rematch. Up at Deepcut Barracks in Surrey, there's a little race being run called Tea Till Dusk. It's put on by the Army, and attracts a lot of good riders to it. It starts at 6, finishes around 8:30, and all proceeds go to charity.
The guy who set up the course - a guy called Darren - is an Army PT instructor. When I spoke to him today, he described the course as "hard". Me made it that way to stop any motocross hooligans from getting too much speed up. Oh, and it's got the biggest hill climb you ever saw in your life.
I considered the hill climb:
- "Do we have to go down it as well?" (please say no, please say no, please say no)
"No, that was last year. Too many injuries, so we're going up it this year"
- "Your feeble Husaberg Jedi skills are no match for the power of the PR3 Dark Side"
- "if you're in front, then you'd be better be sure to get outta the way, cos i'll be coming"
Which gave me a problem for work. Since the race is ony a few miles away from where I work, then I'll take the bike with me. But where to park? I don't want to leave a bike outside all day. Quick phone call to the security guys, and it turns out that there is an underground car park with 6 spaces in it for Very Important People. Tomorrow, I can be one of those Very Important People so my bike doesn't get nicked they tell me.
Me and my uprated clutch are number 133, which Wikipedia tells me is a happy number.
I got another email from Martin not very long ago:
- "Before we start, I'd better get some excuses in right away, I have a terrible cold, and quite bad buttock and arm brusing from Sunday, also I have water loss problem (from the bike, that is).
These are to be used in the unlikely event that you beat me.
Also, you'll have a minutes head start."
- "Your powers are weak old man"
ITM-ess and Cockle went to see my ITM at the TORC enduro on Sunday. The hooliganism of the experts has still not waned Cockle's enthusiasm, and he still wants to be an enduro nut. ITM-ess loved the atmosphere and the friendliness and they both had an absolute ball. They're too polite to mention that I am Chief Suspect in their clutch murder investigation ...
A word of warning, do not watch this if you are a BMW rider:
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