Of the bécanes I mean, of old bécanes. Not content to give the gift this trophy Coluche, this year are the sides of race present and it is not common.
Reminder the profits made on this trophy shall be returned to the restaurants of the heart. I am team and my weapon of the latest technology in digital matters, I named my laptop and a digital compact, but as the moliners was full of talent it cannot but give a good result.
Me is party, is a bracing cold, that makes you forget the braking of trapper, at this time there me I put 5 and I more goes to the clutch, is too cold to move fingers. I arrived at the scene offloads availability me of 5 euros, the mec at the entrance met me a pat on the shoulder telling me it's for a good �uvre. In the parking lot y' has a little bike, I was expecting more, I am station by a K1, I am on to find my bike with a such visual wormhole, the Germans have not always had good taste in design motorcycle. It shines everywhere, newts to the polished tanks, a German at the reservoir of triton (decidedly it takes good taste there where it is found), an old CZ, a café racer BMW (was well to make amends for the K1), and all that are now located in modern concessions.
I look that old hein, said it is the day of old (bizarre is the day of the feast of the great mothers).
Here I am at the first paddock, essentially the sides, and running to it you please. These machines are impressive, boxes of steel and glass in which stand superb engines (she slams this sentence huh?). Y' has everything from German cylinder, flat, English three-cylinder, and Japanese. Some are quite rudimentary and others are totally enclosed, real rocket. Pilots fall within these devices to the chausse feet, to the taxi is that the ends of their feet are a few millimetres of soil. They are elongated on the engine the knees in hulls fibre, truly amazing.
Cold stops my poetic delusions, pinaise it bites to fingers, quickly to the snack bar, a coffee ptit, bah Yes beer hot it exists only in England.
On the road a few wheels... to the photos...
Attracted by the noise I left the bar and directs me towards my favorite corner of the circuit. What a pleasure to see turn these machines, it is clear that the times are not as hairy as modern bécanes, but turning that guys take on this size tires, brake applications they place, it's beautiful to see. From time to time y'a an old slams and returned to the beautiful paddocks,:) died
It is the turn of the sides, I had never seen such racing, and now I tell myself that it is damage that it no longer Grand prix programs. These machines will fly two, what team work, the monkey to the Administration to a few millimetres of soil in turns when it is inside, and then the beginning of straight line he plate to the driver, really attractive these races.
I said that the monkey is the mec in the basket, is not a team consisting of a pilot and a baboon. That said it could be cool.
That is what he said, the bikers have a basket with a baboon in it?
I'm going on the other side of the site, where are the other teams and competitors. It is mood in the former, excellent, and guys with a combi more vintage than the others, long hair and rolled cigarettes, each being mechanize next to old vans.
This connection is a d'été residence which would please Masta:)
Indeed it is would be pleased that down because they have an effective method to combat the cold.
The bécanes are superb including the ducat. Yes I like the old especially when they are Italian.
I will then search the baptismal in side.There I was disappointed, y' had that dalle, otherwise level animation: nothing, a snack bar, a merchant of sticker and basta, no music, nothing. May be that Saturday was more animated but here it was quite disappointing.
I went, on the back it was always also cold and I was smoke-filled by two gex, brief an interesting day but it was still a bit of life on this event. With a demonstration of motorcycle locks on Saturday and the meufs motorcycle Sunday parade, I am not sure that the date was well chosen.
But the MB team was there. BigLulu
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