What were you doing grandad? [Palmyra All Bike Drags]

[RustyGT]

Admiring the veiw!

Took the [increasingly subjected to hearty abuse] K bike out for a thrash at the drags last weekend.

After watching and i must say enjoying drag racing for nearly 30 years.
Finally faced a xmas tree.

First quallie i just watched the lights go down, politely waited for the green.
Rolled it out, and stroked it to a 13.9 at 101.

Cousin Rossco baled me up in the staging lanes before the second run and asked:
What were you doing grandad?
Reply: Admiring the fuckin veiw!

I promised myself i wasn't going to flog it. Honest.
As if.

Next couple of runs, worked out the timing, bounced it off the rev limiter in gears.
Then smoked the clutch off the line for the last quallie. [and the comp rounds]
Ran a best of 13.44 at 102.8.
Not bad for an old dear...and an old bike...

Had 7 runs for the arvo/nite.
Always at 102 103 and 13.4 13.5 13.6 or thereabouts with .2 .3 lights.
OK for a newb. If i say so myself and i did, just then.

Not a big rollup for the meet, probably had 80 bikes.
Twas an All Bike, but not adverted much.
The club has their round of the national championship next weekend, so were saving their pennies for that.

Had band on after, and a dirty girl.
Both were entertaining.

Not quite as much however as afore mentioned cousin Rossco.
Who frustrated by the answer NO to his request to burnout on the track.

Rolled his Gixxer 11 up into the U haul trailer his mates had hired to bring their Harleys out.
And proceeded to 10 grand in second gear.

At this point i confess i have no pics.
[The dau took my cam to the sunny coast for the week.]
But it was piss funny.
And lasted a good five minutes.

Chaos subsided for a while until he was goaded.
Are you gonna pop that tyre?

Yeah right oh.

At this point i digress for a moment.
We were sitting in the pits in the arvo just talking shit as you do.

When Rossco [who knows fuckall about bikes fwiw - he's been racing small block chevs for over twenty years - only started racing the gixxer when a mate of his endoed his altered, which is now just a basket case, pending a complete chassis rebuild] says bikes dont handle real well when you split the rear tyre.

Yeah, Ok. At the last meeting he'd burnt the back tyre until it split into two halves.
Then whinged about having to get four blokes to carry the bike up the ramp into his race trailer.

Took the wheel to Redline and said to Mick Hansen.
These tyres aren't much good, i want my money back...

To which Mick replied: Money back? You prick, I GAVE YOU THAT TYRE!!

Where was i? Pop the tyre.
Which he did. Took a while though, was a half tread Avon Venom.
Couple of minutes at ten grand in fourth gear!
In thongs and shorts, can in hand...

Meanwhile the hired trailer is just getting plastered in shit.
Thinks to self: I wonder if the lads are gonna get their deposit back...

Pleased the crowd and himself with a puff bang and shredded cords and rubber.
Small attention span.
Came back an hour later had another go on the dead tyre.
Wasn't until the morning light i noticed the dint of his effort.

Sure the trailer was a mess. Ha Ha.
But the shredding tyre cords had wicked up and smashed the tail lights!
Ha Ha!

Had more beers and couple of bourbons.
Sat beside a fire with some good folk.
Talked shit as you do till early hours.
Pissed on a tree or three and looked up at a million stars.

Crawled off into my newly acquired swag.
In the back of rosscos trailer.

After listening to ross making threats about snorers, during the afternoon.
The bastard had hit the deck for only minutes before we were regaled with the soundtrack of a madman.
Hacking his way out of a lantana patch with a four stoke chainsaw.
Noisy prick!

Although almost neutered by jet lag after coming off a week of nite shift the day before.
Had fun on the track.
Spent hours talking and racing bikes.
Beers jeers and cheers.

Was much reminded of what drew me to this stuff all those years ago.
Great people. Great spirit.

So what were you doing grandad?
Admiring the veiw!

Rusty.

[outbackbiker]

Hey Rusty, t'was a good write up , now i'm really pissed I couldn't get there ..
Sounds like you had enough fun for several crazy bikers & drank enough piss for half a footy team! well done!