Well.... it's been 2 weeks since my first official race weekend and I guess I needed that much time away from it to decompress. The months leading up to racing my bike were pretty intense...the prepping really did consume me, physically and mentally.
There is no doubt that my first race experience was a success over-all. My bike really did quite well, minus spitting out tach cable (which I just popped back in and was fine.).
There were many WTF! and OSH*T! moments throughout the weekend, but most of them where off the track. Fridays track day went fairly smooth, but Sat. morning was packed with stressful moments from the start. First had to finish up some missed safety wiring spots on my bike to pass tech, mostly in the front drum brake area. Had no drill press, so had to do it by hand with a vice clamp. Luckily there were no mishaps with the drilling and then it was off to the track. Of course I knew bring my wife and 7 month old son to my first race day was a receipt for additional stress, but I wanted them there and was feeling pretty good about my luck so far.
Well, my luck ran out as soon as I got to the track. Got there a bit later then I would have liked and then got stuck waiting in line for my tech papers, which I was informed I could have printed out at home, but I had no clue of this option, nor was it mentioned during the online registration I did weeks prior to the event. While waiting in line I could hear my practice group being calls up...but there was nothing I could do but just wait in line and be ready for the next practice session. Luckily I has the previous track day to rely on and basically knew the track at the point....it's still sucked though!
Once I got my tech papers we rolled into the paddock and found my 10x10 canopy destroyed. Guess the night before there were 70+ mph winds for like 5 minutes and that was enough take down my canopy and knock over my bike that was under it. At this point I thought my weekend was over with, but after a few minutes and talking with those that stuck it out over night and helped where they could with my canopy and bike, it was clear my bike was ok, even if my canopy wasn't. This was a perfect example of two things...one, never under estimate the power of nature and two never under estimate the kindness and helpfulness of strangers...my neighbors were just plain awesome and clearly far more experience at dealing with this stuff then I was.
Just to add to the stress though, while cleaning things up and getting my bike ready, I noticed some papers drifting across the paddock and realized they were my tech papers....MY TECH PAPERS!!! My wife had opened the car doors to keep it cool and my tech papers got picked up by the breeze and out of the car they went. Luckily was able to snag them just before the launched across the paddock and to who knows where.
Once I got everything under control and ready for the next practice session, I figured there was about 20 mins before I had to hit the track, so I took my wife and son down to a shady spot on turn #4 and of course my timing calculations weren't correct or I just simply missed an announcement for my next practice, because the next thing I know, it was already 2 call for my practice group and I'm about 5 min. from my bike....oh great!!! So give my wife and son hugs and kisses and bolt back to my bike...slap on my gear as I hear my group roar onto the track and I get on about 5 min. late...basically missing one or so laps of practice. It's ok though, I'm on the track and my bike seems fine....it's all good.
Oh yea, I forgot to mention, tech inspection....luckily, I had no issues with my bike or gear. As I mentioned before, my bike was really the least of my worries the whole weekend.
So, after getting my first practice in, for whatever reason I thought there as going to be a third practice, so I waiting by my bike and was fully leathered up and helmet on when I heard the announcement that were were breaking for lunch...what?!?!?...haha, ok...guess I would rather be ready for nothing then miss something.
With lunch behind me, it was onto the afternoon race. I would be racing in the Novice history production lightweight class, even though the cut off year is 1972 and my bike is a 1982. No one cared...that is unless I placed in the top 5 spots. It's a less intense class then my actual class which is technically Vintage super bike lightweight. The white and red number plates matched way better then the green and white of VSBL anyways...lol!
Think i was more worried knowing where to line my bike up and the start and the start itself, then the rest of the race as these were two things I had not experienced yet. It turned out ok and my start was actually pretty good. My bike wanted to pass a few people on the start, but I held back as I didn't want my novice self to be the cause of anything stupid...so I just held back and pretty much did that at most turns throughout the first race. I did have a little battle mid race which was fun and had some GP200 buzz by me in the corners...but could catch them in the straights...Road America probably has some of the longest straights of any road course. Which reminds me, I actually used a phone app. to get my speed, since my speedo was removed. Top speed was 90mph, which is just around the factory specs...which I believe is 87mph. I'm guessing the extra 3mph was the result of a down hill straight. Other straights were around the 87mph mark.
My first race was a great experience and I ended up taking 8th out of 12....totally happy with that!
Luckily, Sunday had very few surprises....besides there only being one practice session, which kinda sucked as it just meant less track time. Sunday's race I definitely let it hang out more, but at the same time was still reserved as I was new and didn't want to mess up. Instead of letting off the throttle at the 500/400 markers before turns, coasting and then breaking...I pushed it into the 300 ft. range and make quicker transitions from gas to break....little to no coasting this time and it made a huge difference in my lap time. Went from 3min 48sec to 3m 34sec...14 whole seconds or so....I was pretty happy with that. Was also involved with a pretty fun battle for 6th place with two other riders. I snuck up on one of them around lap #3 of 4 and passed them without issue. I guess this really burned them and by half way through the last lap, they got me back and then on the last turn another racer set me back to 8th...again! It was a great race regardless of my place...so fun! I did try to touch my knee down in the cool down lap, but it didn't happen...I'm ok with that...maybe next time.