Bringing a knife to a gunfight
Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 3:11 am
The Ormstown Vintage Festival was last weekend. For those of you unfamiliar with this event, it is a vintage trials, hare scramble, and motocross event in the southern part of Quebec. I attended with 3 Hodakas with one of them being a 1970 Ace 100 that I stripped down to enter the '65 -'70 motocross class. It turns out I was racing against 3 BSA 441s and a twin pipe CZ so I was a little "out gunned" in regards to HP, but I had weight and handling working in my favour. In the first moto I managed to stick with the BSAs for the first two laps, but then faded back.
Here I am running in fourth just after the first turn. That's Mick Andrews in first:
Between motos I had time to think about my performance. I thought I could do better, so in the second moto I turned up the heat a bit and caned the poor little Ace mercilessly. I managed to get around one of the BSAs and had my sights on second place.
On the last lap the BSA in fourth got around me putting me down a spot, but I stuck on his wheel. Going into the final straight there is a drop off with a bit of mud in the bottom. Both BSAs in front of me went to the left and I went to the right. Through the dip I passed both of them, caught some air coming out of the dip, and was in second place on the final straight heading for the chicane before the finish. I crouched down, pinned the throttle and the little Ace screamed toward the finish line. Unfortunately it was not to be. Both BSAs roared past on the straight relegating me to fourth place.
Regardless of my finishing place, I had a blast.
If anyone here lives close to southern Quebec, consider this event for next year. It's worth the trip.
Thanks to Heather Collis at Sasquatch Cycle for the great photography!
Brian
Here I am running in fourth just after the first turn. That's Mick Andrews in first:
Between motos I had time to think about my performance. I thought I could do better, so in the second moto I turned up the heat a bit and caned the poor little Ace mercilessly. I managed to get around one of the BSAs and had my sights on second place.
On the last lap the BSA in fourth got around me putting me down a spot, but I stuck on his wheel. Going into the final straight there is a drop off with a bit of mud in the bottom. Both BSAs in front of me went to the left and I went to the right. Through the dip I passed both of them, caught some air coming out of the dip, and was in second place on the final straight heading for the chicane before the finish. I crouched down, pinned the throttle and the little Ace screamed toward the finish line. Unfortunately it was not to be. Both BSAs roared past on the straight relegating me to fourth place.
Regardless of my finishing place, I had a blast.
If anyone here lives close to southern Quebec, consider this event for next year. It's worth the trip.
Thanks to Heather Collis at Sasquatch Cycle for the great photography!
Brian