Lowsided in turn 2 (counterclockwise) yesterday.
First session after lunch on day 2 (which was also supposed to be my last session since I had to start a 6 hour drive home). I got lost in a severe case of target fixation and refused to listen to my own advise.
I had been chasing another guy all weekend who was admittedly a better rider than me, but close enough in ability to push but not be out of control. My goal for the weekend was to improve my downshifting and braking technique to increase my corner entry and exit speeds.
After lunch, as I checked over my bike before heading out for the session, I looked over my tires very thoroughly as TGPR is horrendous on tires. They were worn but
looked fine for one more session. We both took the first 10 minutes easy to get back into the flow and warm up. We started to pick up the pace a bit and everything was flowing nicely. My downshifts were coming together (got rid of the chatter, Sheep), I was braking cleanly and entering each turn exactly where I wanted. We weren't wheel to wheel racing (it's just a track day) but there were several clean, aggressive passes thoroughout the next couple of laps. Everything was smoother than it's ever been.
Coming out of turn two, I got on the gas, felt the rear slip a bit, adjusted and powered out hot on the heels of my new found competition. At this point, I thought about how my tires
looked fine for one more session. I told myself that if I felt it again, I would call it quits for the day and pack it in.
Next lap, just prior to the apex of turn two, I felt the front start to tuck. I let off the throttle just a bit to gather it in and stand the bike up a bit. I got a bit of traction, felt the bike start to stand back up, then it tucked itself in for the night.
Sliding through the corner on my left side, I knew I was going to slide across the width of the track and tried to look back to make sure I wasn't going to get run over by someone behind me. (Hindsight tells me it's probably better to not know it's coming because there isn't anything I could have done about it anyway.) That look back caused me to tumble once towards the end of the slide and I dinged my helmet.
As I ran towards the bike (with my thumb in the air to let the corner workers know I was fine) to get back on the track, I realized it would be extremely difficult to ride with no foot peg and a left clip on that was hanging on by the clutch fluid hose and horn and blinker wiring. We wheeled it off to the side and I watched the rest of the session from the tires.
This thousand dollar error is my own undoing. Knowing from my pre-session inspection that the tires were worn but usable combined with the first rear end slide, I could have backed off and completed the session working on other techniques. Or I could have done the really smart thing and pitted to run another day.
Instead, I allowed myself to fixate on things that, at the end of a track day, really just don't matter; being faster and competing. Being faster and competing are all fine and good, but not when you go against sound advise and good old fashioned common sense.
I'm smarter now then I was yesterday and I'm uninjuried. Overall, it was an expensive lesson, but a good lesson nonetheless.
My helmet will need to be replaced but fortunately, my leathers are still
good for one more session.
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