Hi Peeps,

Having fully prepped the 748R (Gnasher) and brought him back to life, after he died at Snetterton last year with a knackered clutch, it was off to Spain for a full weekend of serious thrashing around the Monteblanco track. Gnasher was looking superb and the slick tyres were begging to be ripped.



Myself and part of the Flitwick Massive, Danny Imberg and Martin Ratcliff, all headed off to Spain for the last weeknd in February and it was 'kin awsome ;0).

I arrived out in Spain near Saville late evening on the Thursday and met up at the hotel with Danny and Martin (who had arrived earlier in the day) at around 22:30 local time. Danny and Martin had already had a tank full and looked worse for wear, ready for by bys.....bless!

I stayed up and had a couple of pints before hitting the sack around midnight. Thankfully the complete stranger that I was sharing a room with ....lol.... I had rudely woken him up earlier on my arrival to let him know I was sharing a room with him, which, it was quite clear, came as a total shock to him. Anyway, thankfully the two twin beds which had been together where now seperated to an acceptable hetrosexual distance so I was happy as I'm sure he was or maybe not, who knows!

After a crap nights sleep (snoring) (not mine!) I got up and we had breaky then off to the track to see it for the first time. On arrival the Sun was already out and the first look at the track said 'oh yes!'.

I popped down to the local garage in the Flitwick love wagon (Daewoo Matiz) to fill up the petrol cans for the day and before long we were out on track, with the sun splitting the stones.




The awsome Frachi Chilli was in a garage only a few garages away and he was out on track for the weekend, during which I just had to get a pic



The weather was sooooo hot all weekend at around 25 and the Monteblanco track did not dissapoint. It was great to be on slicks and not to have even the slightest threat of rain.

The track itself was very technical with the scariest corner I have ever riden, a completely blind incline, that needed a lot of bottle and of course the right freekin line every time!

Day one on the Friday was getting to know the track and saturday was all about getting as quick as possible in order to put in the fastest times on the Sunday.

Gnasher ran all three days faultlessly and was totally in his element, as was I, I just got quicker and quicker, as did everyone. However by the end of play on Saturday I was stuck on over 2.02 a lap and I was getting frustrated. Danny and Martin were both under the 2 minute lap with Danny way down to 1.48 which was fookin flyin. Even Frachi Chilli came looking for him to tell him he was going really well ;0)

On Sunday it was last day and quickest times to be set. Danny set me a mission of getting under the 2 minute lap and I was determined to do it. With each session in the morning I felt quicker but remained on 2.01 and so after a nice break for lunch I made it my mission to get me and Gnasher under 2 minutes.

I went out in the first session after lunch and came in having got down to 2.0 dead. Right game on, next session, balls out and find at least another second. So out on track it was relatively clear as a lot of peeps had decided to sit out the afternoon sessions. I rode the ass off Gnasher and felt much smoother and quicker. I knew I had been quicker but by how much. When I came in Martin was waiting at our garage and told me I was still over two minutes "until you did this" showing me the stop watch at 1.59! whoop whoop I had done it and what a great way to finish off a feekin superb weekend.

Had a great laugh with me mates Danny and Martin as well as all the No Limits lads and of course the lovely Clare, weather was top notch as was the track, the bike and the larger. 

I'm still doing laps in my head of Monteblanco and don't think I'll forget the place easily.