Saturday saw me at Oulton Park and for once not to ride. It was the pick up for my bike for my trip to Spain next week (I am a little excited about it.).
It didn’t go entirely to plan as my van decided it was going to play up on Friday, I decided I would double check the recent cold weather and lack of a good long drive wouldn’t cause an issue and I am glad I did. It started fine but then cut out and hunted a bit. Probably down to not having too much fuel in it. So I went for a drive to get some more fuel. It behaved but wasn’t keen on starting to get away from the petrol station, which I think was the battery not having a great charging. This was enough to make me paranoid all night as I had to be at Oulton by 09:30 to drop off the Yamaha, that’s not a lot of wiggle room time wise to get an non-cooperating van started in the dark in sub zero temperatures. As it turned out this was unfounded and I got there exceptionally early… in fact I was the first to be dropping off my bike, after people got up and had a coffee etc etc. See… I can be early for somethings 😉 and even first!
All loaded up and met up with some Scottish lads going on the same trip and it already seems that it’s going to be a laugh and a lot of banter.
I hung around to watch the track day for a bit and to have a chat with Joanne from Iron Maidens endurance team who was there. It was walking from the car park I notice my van indicator was stuck on, it had behaved all the way to the track. A bit of tinkering, pulling this relay and that relay and that couldn’t solve it. So I had to drive back with no left indicator (eeek). Just another job to get sorted before the MOT and the first race.