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2016 - Dirt Quake V, England (Dirt as Dirt Can)

2016 - Dirt Quake V, England (Dirt as Dirt Can)

So they promised us a couple of hours of dust, dirt and a bunch of lunatics going in counterclockwise circles. Who would not drop everything, load up the truck and set off for one of the finest motorcycling events there is. Ever. Dirt Quake. Bike racing on a dirt track for bikes that weren’t made for that sort of thing. Sounds like proof for our long standing suspicion, that the Brits are several plates short of a complete … um, we had that already.

BEYOND THE DIRT THERE’S FUN.

Or the other way round, we couldn’t find out. Anyway, DirtQuake is being organized for the fifth year running now by the very fine crew of Gary Inman, head honcho and impresario of Sideburn magazine. Which is the authority on everything dirt track. Or to put it more general: motorcycling culture of the faster kind.

Of which there was a lot. Across all brands and makes, styles and flavours. Vintage English bikes of course like BSA and Triumph, but also home brewed Vespas, chopped mopeds, hide covered Japanese bikes, Bultacos, Ossas, racing bars, apehangers, shining customs, flat black and rotting 80s wrecks. The riders too were out in style or whatever you call it when a dude dresses up as a frog, complete with helmet. Or as Marge Simpson.

A CLASS OF THEIR OWN.

The Harley fraternity was somewhat less in for the fun and more for serious business. Neat Ironhead Sportsters, flatheads, Evo Sportsters in metalflake dress made up the Harley class. We had opted for an Aloha inspired Hawaiian dress for our BeefyBody clad Superglide. Last year’s racer, our rigid Panhead was used this time for displaying the one-off trophy for the W&W Harley Class.

This year an official entry by HD made short work of the contest. Dirt Quake veteran rider Dimitri Coste from France had no trouble in securing the top podium and winning our Panhead-frying-pan-wheel-hub-cover-Aloha trophy. Our Shovelulu Baby Superglide came in more or less last, but nobody cared and fun was had by all, especially the Milwaukee iron brigade.

FULL THROTTLE FUN FAIR

To keep 5000 tattoo sporting spectators of all age groups out of boredom you need more than just madly screaming engines and bikes going sideways at unlikely angles. So they had a fringe program jam packed with attractions such as a kids’ bike race, the Unridable Bike with its out-of-whack front wheel, Wall-of-Death riders and interval sounds out of old TV series on the tannoy. In the evenings djs and bands left no hip un-swivelled. And if we didn’t go home, we’re still out there, dancing in the moonlight.