Saturday, August 27, 2011

Indianapolis GP Day 2

Day 2 of the GP was the qualifying round for all the riders. We started the day nice and early.

Wet seats greet our brave effort to rise before the sun

America. Land of the free and home of the brave. Here you can see me exercising my freedom from nanny states and demonstrating my bravery against the prospect of a crushed scalp

Nothing like over-priced coffee to kick start your day


Now like I was saying earlier, day 2 of the Indianapolis GP was the qualifying round for all the riders. This isn't a huge spectacle really. I mean, sure there were a lot of very fast and very clean riding, but unless your sitting on the bike, you'll be hard pressed to tell the difference from the practice round. So R1 buddy and I took the opportunity to loitter about.

At the Yamaha tent, fans were given the opportunity to sit on a genuine MotoGP bike. George Lorenzo's Yamaha M1 will most likely be the most expensive piece of equipment I will ever have between my legs.

To the untrained eye, I may be sitting on a mere bike. However, the keen observer will recognize that what I actually have between my legs is 2 million dollars


Also at the Yamaha tent was a demonstration of human cloning. What has happened here is Yamaha, being quite upset at losing Rossi to Ducati, had attempted to develop and train clones to replace him.

Clone number 7 overtakes clone number 3 on the outside!

Suddenly the over-priced coffees from earlier had caught up. R1 Buddy and I thus took turns taking pictures of eachother deficating on the infield lawn....


  
After every bowl movement, I look for Harley's to kick over



Without warning, the 800cc V4 bellow of the MotoGP bikes engulfed the ambient chatter of the infield festivities. R1 Buddy and I scramble to look for decent locations to snap some pics from. Being on the far east side of the track, we were too far from the grandstands. Across to the golf course then!

This plastic bridge connects the race track infield to the golf course attached to the speedway. Who thought it was a good idea to build a golf course IMMEDIATELY next to a freaking race track?

Look at the happy photographer and his overdone SLR ...

... let me show you how its done. Damn these bikes are fast.





Colin Edwards reving his bike till my ears bleed


With the MotoGP bikes done ruining everyone's hearing, R1 Buddy and I go in search for other things to occuppy ourselves with.

A quick peek behind the restricted area earned me stern looks from Dunlop engineers

I am surely mounted on the most hideous bike ever. Notice how everyone under the Honda tent seems to avoid visual contact with The new CBR1000RR on purpose. R1 Buddy's eyes actually started to bleed after taking this picture (Sorry man)

Now this is a PROPER Honda :)

Unlike the new CBR1000RR, the KTM RC8 is a beautiful bike. the body is a little angular for my taste, but I can definately see the appeal

You can forget your Ducatis, you can screw off with your Aprilias. The RC8 up close is simply stunning

Just look at all those gadgets. I'm having a crisis just looking at the picture!

The rear shock mounting is just... inspired. Gorgeous beyond my ability to describe with my pathetic grasp of the english language


R1 Buddy and I finished looking at bikes and went to do some shopping instead.

Colin Edwards showed up to give the shoppers some swag ...

... but fled when the Rossi fans showed up

"Hey ladies, I'm buddies with Colin Edwards, he gave me a hat!"

In the mean time, instead of grabbing hats from Colin Edwards, R1 Buddy robbed a Dianese shop of a pair of gloves


Now, immediately next to the entrance/exit of the race track is where Ducati decided to set up their tent. On wait, I'm sorry its not a tent, its an 'island'... Ducati Island. Anyways to get in or out, you HAVE to walk by it and you can bet your major limbs that Ducati will do everything short of physical assault to get you to see their pomp.

Welcome to Ducati Island. Home of the greatest population of cocks, posers, and broken bikes in the whole state of Indiana

R1 Buddy and I normally avoid Ducati's like lava but supple female Ducati frames roped us in. Well played Ducati, well played. 

Look, Ducati even provides a floor model that you can touch and feel!

For all the good their marketing department may do, Ducati's GP bikes are still rubbish this year. Just look at me passing Rossi on the inside


Having withstood all the smug we could handle, of which Ducati Island was positively submerged in, we trotted off to down town Indianapolis for lunch. From what I've seen, Indianapolis is a fairly pleasant place.

Downtown Indianapolis > Downtown Toronto

Even a local fancy dining joint got into the MotoGP spirit. Here we see statues with painted on shirts representing the Yamaha Factory racing team...
... the Repsol Honda racing team ...
... and Ducati Team



This is the center of the city. And in the middle of the center of the city stands erect, a massively phalic monument to honor the heritage of Indianapolis



This image should say everything you need to know about my dedication to the quality of my blog


R1 Buddy: "Hmmmm.... I wonder whats behind this door"

A baseball diamond? Football field? Race track?


After romping around the city, R1 Buddy and I found some truly fine dining.

Appetizing ain't it. Harry & Izzy's I mean

R1 Buddy and I were woefully under-dressed for the venue

Possibly the best prime rib I've ever had


After lunch we headed back to the track where the speedway has organized a pit walkthrough, giving us the opportunity to get right down to the level of all the action.

Here we go then

I finally get take a picture with pit lane and this jackass is in ALL my pictures. Hey cock munch, if your reading this I hope you eat shit, get cancer (in the ass) and on your very last breath, suffer death by skull fuck after which your remains will be cast into a meat bat that I will use to clobber your douchebag photographer with. Assholes

Look at that! The pit garage lane is MASSIVE!

Ms. Hilton's race team ...

... Ms. Hilton's VERY well backed race team

That there is a GOLD plated air box! Like the engine bay of a McLaren F1!


And that's all day 2 of the Indianapolis GP had to offer. Time to call it a wrap.

Traditional EOD McDonalds

We retired our bikes flanking the hotel entrance. Two neon jewels against a mass of dreary black and grey Harley's. Stupendous.