
Did you know that fire ants are in Alabama? I’d been there before as a race spectator and had somehow blocked out that unpleasant memory, which came back (literally) to bite me in the ankles. So that’s first thing I did in Talladega: step in a fire ant nest. Not auspicious.
I’d never ridden this track before. Learning new tracks is exciting, but also frustrating as all hell. With Talladega, there’s a whole “OMG is this a banked turn that’s so cool, these are all left turns this is nice, WHOA there’s a right-hand turn coming up? WHAT DO I DO I FORGOT HOW TO TURN RIGHT” thing going on.

This time, I thought about what I’d missed at previous races and tried to plan ahead for it.
* I’d have a track map! And I’d use it to write notes on- racetrack features that would help me remember where to turn in, brake markers, a good race line, all that cool stuff. I should do this at every track I go to now. And print multiple copies, because it seemed helpful for other people as well since they kept taking it.
* I’d drink fluids this time! Early-September heat in Alabama is no joke. My first visit at Talladega for one of Tecnicomoto’s races was when the daily temperature highs were 95*, which was miserable. This time they were in the 85* range- a little better, but still grueling when you’re encased in black leather with the heat of thousands of combustion explosions going on around you.

My friend Kandy (left) got a KTM 390 also. She got her race license in New Jersey, raced there, raced at Utah, then raced at Alabama. This is our third race ever! For someone with no previous track riding experience whatsoever, I think she’s doing really well. And I like having another 390 racer-lady on the grid!
Kandy and I went out on the track for the first time together. I followed her for a lap or two, then decided I was more comfortable at a different pace. I’ll have to do some actual math later, but I seem to be averaging 1:16 lap times. Fast riders at this track are running the whole circuit in just under a minute. How the hell do they do that?! (I know the answer to this; they don’t brake. Also, maybe they have no fear/aren’t human?)
The people to beat were the same as last time- Bill (56) and Ed (55c) primarily. They’ve both been at this track before, knows where they can comfortably pass people, and trust their bikes. I have never ridden the track, don’t really trust my ability to pass people, and am using race practice as a shakedown after the engine rebuild. I am going into this race a little sketchy, at best.
I started the race in 3rd position on the grid- theoretically, a good place to be.
The race itself was not pretty. I went out for my warmup lap, noticed Ed ahead of me and gridded up next to him. Then I notice that Ed was looking around, and then finally noticed that nobody was next to either Ed or myself: we’d gridded up a whole row too far, and were at the tail end of the first wave. Ed turned around and made a big circle on the race track, coming up next to Bill in 1st position. I got off the bike and pushed my it to the right place on the grid. (At least not many people were watching the start of race 7? I’ll just keep telling myself that.)
* First wave leaves… *
* Second wave starts… *
Ed wheelied off the line. I over-revved Gunther in 1st through 3rd gear, getting swamped and arriving at turn one behind the second row riders. I overtook Kandy through the turn, but had lost pretty much everyone else in my class by then. That anger at myself fueled a couple good passes, but then I got stuck behind a larger bike about halfway through the race and couldn’t figure out how to pass safely for nearly a full lap. My own inability to pass left the door open for so many others to pass me and the rider I was following. 🙁
Here’s some pit pics that I took, as Talladega didn’t have a pro photographer on site.



Stats:
5th of 6 in race.
Best lap time in practice: 1:15.5
Best lap time in race: 1:16.4
What the F. You’re supposed to go faster in races than in practice! I really need to learn how to get around other riders. Here’s why:


There’s a FOUR second difference between by best lap and my worst lap!! On a track that’s only 1.3 miles long, that’s an eternity.
More experienced racers keep telling me things like “go where they aren’t” and “don’t follow too closely behind them”, but in the heat of the race itself, I don’t follow that cool-headed advice very well. That’s probably going to be my biggest issue for further races as well- a known issue I need to work on in order to suck less.
Also, little puffs of smoke on every shift and at startup. Gotta fix that. Apparently the piston rings didn’t get seated.
This is probably my last race of 2017.
Sigh.