Racing...
So it happened. At the last round of the Canada Cup, my husband crashed. I'll admit, I am a terrible spectator when he is up. Especially at the starting grid. Until he is clear through turn one my eyes are both glued to him and ready to clamp shut.
He was a bit disappointed when he found out they were not running an amateur 250 class. He and Jody had such fun racing against each other at the Mosport Vintage Motorcycle Festival. So he had only one class the Sportsman Middleweight. He was running lap 4 of his 4 lap heat race. It was the long track at Shannonville (4.03km). What I noticed about the race was that there were two guys who were crowding him on almost every corner. Anyway, on that lap he was running in about 10th spot and this guy ahead of him pushed him to the outer edge of the turn. John kept moving to the left but finally the guy's rear tire rubbed John's front tire and he had a battle on his hands to keep from getting highsided. Then over the rumble strip through the grass. He did a marvelous job of keeping the SV upright until he got to the tire wall. He was almost paralell but not quite and as the front tire hit the tires the bars jerk back breaking, fracturing and dislocating his left wrist. The SV pooched a rad, fairing, windshield and various other hopefully mostly cosmetic problems. Jody was able to race the bike in the SV cup on Sunday and did well coming in six place. Unfortunately contingency only ran to 5th.
So off to the Belleville hospital. I brought extra clothes but forgot his shoes. 6 hours later we wolfed down Taco Bell at 10:30pm and headed back to Shannonville. Jody had patched up the SV and it was ready as it could be for the next day. John decided to drown his pain with percs and beer. He was wired enough for me to have a hard time getting him to come to bed. He has a temporary cast and we are waiting for surgery, now that we are home, so that he can have plates put in his arm to assist with proper healing. End of the season for his racing. Too bad because the last race of the year is in our hometown. Yuk!
So, although I knitted quit a bit over the weekend, drawing took a back burner and I still have a few things to finish.
Sparks starts up tonight (District Meeting) and I think registration is tomorrow night. My Thursdays are gone now. Oh yeah. Signed up for a course with the University of Toronto online too. I am a sucker for punishment.
He was a bit disappointed when he found out they were not running an amateur 250 class. He and Jody had such fun racing against each other at the Mosport Vintage Motorcycle Festival. So he had only one class the Sportsman Middleweight. He was running lap 4 of his 4 lap heat race. It was the long track at Shannonville (4.03km). What I noticed about the race was that there were two guys who were crowding him on almost every corner. Anyway, on that lap he was running in about 10th spot and this guy ahead of him pushed him to the outer edge of the turn. John kept moving to the left but finally the guy's rear tire rubbed John's front tire and he had a battle on his hands to keep from getting highsided. Then over the rumble strip through the grass. He did a marvelous job of keeping the SV upright until he got to the tire wall. He was almost paralell but not quite and as the front tire hit the tires the bars jerk back breaking, fracturing and dislocating his left wrist. The SV pooched a rad, fairing, windshield and various other hopefully mostly cosmetic problems. Jody was able to race the bike in the SV cup on Sunday and did well coming in six place. Unfortunately contingency only ran to 5th.
So off to the Belleville hospital. I brought extra clothes but forgot his shoes. 6 hours later we wolfed down Taco Bell at 10:30pm and headed back to Shannonville. Jody had patched up the SV and it was ready as it could be for the next day. John decided to drown his pain with percs and beer. He was wired enough for me to have a hard time getting him to come to bed. He has a temporary cast and we are waiting for surgery, now that we are home, so that he can have plates put in his arm to assist with proper healing. End of the season for his racing. Too bad because the last race of the year is in our hometown. Yuk!
So, although I knitted quit a bit over the weekend, drawing took a back burner and I still have a few things to finish.
Sparks starts up tonight (District Meeting) and I think registration is tomorrow night. My Thursdays are gone now. Oh yeah. Signed up for a course with the University of Toronto online too. I am a sucker for punishment.
posted by ria at Wednesday, September 08, 2004
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