Get thee to a funnery
I couldn't agree more. Track days are absolutely essential for the dedicated motorcyclist. But not all track day programs are equal. Fastrackriders is one of the best. They are highly focused on safety, learning, fun and run a pretty tight ship. I've noticed that the big track at Willow is often in better shape for Fastrack days than it is for WSMC events. And they are just plain nice people. Fastrackriders is one of the greatest bargains imaginable. Check out their website and go. I travel 800+ miles one way to attend Fastrack and WSMC weekends once every few months and consider it some of the best money I ever spent on motorcycling.
I live in a small college town that contains more than its share of sportbikes. Most of these units are festooned with steering dampers, aftermarket pipes, frame sliders and every pretend racer toy imaginable and are ridden, for the most part, by 20 year old knotheads who ain't going anywhere near any racetrack because they are already BURLEY streetriders and would much rather score points in the local traffic light GP.
That is why I am sitting here in snowy Idaho this morning instead of in sunny SoCal. My squidly young bretheren all backed out on this month's event at the last minute. So I'm raging - and I hope you bastards are having fun down there
I'll be down in May with or without the local dead weight.
Sorry for venting, but I feel better already
Cheers
I couldn't agree more. Track days are absolutely essential for the dedicated motorcyclist. But not all track day programs are equal. Fastrackriders is one of the best. They are highly focused on safety, learning, fun and run a pretty tight ship. I've noticed that the big track at Willow is often in better shape for Fastrack days than it is for WSMC events. And they are just plain nice people. Fastrackriders is one of the greatest bargains imaginable. Check out their website and go. I travel 800+ miles one way to attend Fastrack and WSMC weekends once every few months and consider it some of the best money I ever spent on motorcycling.
I live in a small college town that contains more than its share of sportbikes. Most of these units are festooned with steering dampers, aftermarket pipes, frame sliders and every pretend racer toy imaginable and are ridden, for the most part, by 20 year old knotheads who ain't going anywhere near any racetrack because they are already BURLEY streetriders and would much rather score points in the local traffic light GP.
That is why I am sitting here in snowy Idaho this morning instead of in sunny SoCal. My squidly young bretheren all backed out on this month's event at the last minute. So I'm raging - and I hope you bastards are having fun down there
I'll be down in May with or without the local dead weight.
Sorry for venting, but I feel better already
Cheers