Friday, July 22, 2011

Track Day on Hayabusa

It was planned almost right after the April trackday. Everyone has his score to settle this time, as the last one was awesome for everybody. This is clear from the daily emails and weekend ride chatters. Everyone badly wants to improve their cornering. Here is everyone. Busa riders dreaded the premature throttle release and braking at the straight line, blaming them entirely on the wooden feel of the Hayabusa brakes, never on the lack of...courage.

There's one more addition to our group this time. A spanking brand new grey Hayabusa, just clocked about 1000 miles under 3 weeks old (photo below, see arrow). We actually convinced Razman to pick up skill and confidence by doing a track stint with us. Perhaps, we think we can coach him along the way like big brothers do.
Departing aboout 8am at the local Shell
Big brother Hj K. and us at the R&R just before one of our bikes needed an engine oil top up. Perhaps it's his way to give us blessings before the mayhem.
Dinner with good friends from the Wlong Wlum gang who travelled with us to Krabi. Dinner venue (NZ cafe) has great view of the glittering KL twin tower.



At the track, as the usual sequence went, tire pressure set to 31psi front & 30psi rear, gas fill up to at leats 3/4 full or more, stick the admission tix ring on to the bikes, tapeout the number plates....and for the first time, stick the helmet cam to the helmet, yes...it should have worked well except for the alignment was off and got all wasted.
1st lap is for sighting and tire warming up while reacquainting with the ol' familiar layout again. We got hooked up riding back to back just like any other Sunday ride to Grik :-).
Turn 9.

As things got warmed up, the lean angle becomes smaller..at least it should, but somehow it didnt go as I wished. Instead of the turning in smoothly, it buckled in coupled with a slippery feeling. I left the track and found that the tire pressure has increased by 1.5psi, will this make it lose traction? A friend later said that the corner speed was too slow causing rolling sensation. I made a quick check and found that the body position was not spot on like in April. This came much later, a couple of laps before the mock race started....too late to have fun I might say.


Turn 1 - while feeling very slippery



Mat Jep pushing himself


Desperately in need for more entry speed, more butt shift and more knee out ... more track days :-)


Turn 2, much later in session.


Right after the tire pressure adjustment - 1st pit.


Another turn2 photo - getting in the rythm, but too little time left



Always feel like a million dollars everytime at the grid




After the mayhem with the Wlong Wlum clan



The tremendous fun was marred with 3 red lights and a crash by one of our Busas. Fortunately no one was injured. We rode back short of 1 rider and dead tired 400km down the road. It was worth the while but I just wished I had smaller breakfast, arrived 20 mins.earlier and a better sleep the night before.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Pre Sepang trackday ride - tire warming

  • "Wadie - awat nampak lurah tu!"




  • "Depan masjid kat Barcelona ada tarikan tersendiri...Abg Haji kena bukak spectacles, tak mahu tengok". Kami semua ternganga dengag cerita kedai kopi sebegini.





  • Antara Busa riders yang tegar (or ketegar?&*). Razman (center) , maiden ride to Grik - macam dah naik selalu...daaa. Tak payah nak tunggu, kena tailgate lagi!!

  • Mat Jep (left) - suit liner sama kaler dgn leather seam. Matching tuuu. Semakin laju harini.



  • Genap 10 bikes yang merempit pagi Ahad ni. 5 of them are Hayabusas!!



  • Newly discovered Blue Hayabusa



  • Mat Jep with his new bling bling full suit on its maiden ride. Chest emblem should be replaced by a fusion power cell then we both can be Iron Man.



  • If someone ask u, if they come in Pink. The answer is - Hell, no! :-)


  • Klu gambar ni elok, aku nak frame kat atas moto, let them know I am the proud owner!


  • Razman (right - on his maiden trip to Grik) and Jep went up the hill......they are too concerned about breaking their neck so they're armored to their teeth.

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