CHASING THE FRONT

August 3, 2021

Dave Stanton

Although I am a gifted problem solver, I have learned to accept that I may never find the answers to all my challenges in life.  I have denied this forever it seems, so finally acknowledging it feels liberating.  Like a swollen-eyed prize fighter leaning into an outclassed bout, I understand now it is inevitable – some blows will be too much for me.  I have asked for help when those land, but at times doing so has only made things worse.  There is an art it seems in recognizing what questions you should and shouldn’t ask someone to answer for you.

In the years that Valentino Rossi struggled and failed at successfully racing a Ducati in MotoGP, his one consistent complaint was “the front”.  No feel, no confidence, crashes out of nowhere and for no reason.  Rossi, the guy who made a career out of always finding a way, without a front-end that he understood, was lost.

I too have felt a little lost on our new Superduke this year.  Although on paper this bike is better, I just don’t have that feeling yet.  I could put our old Superduke anywhere at any time.  Under someone, around the outside, in-between riders, wherever.  I aimed and it went.  For all the disadvantage we endured on the straights, it came back in the turns on that bike.  And then some.  But that feeling is gone now.  My roll-speed through turns is so slow I sometimes feel like passing myself!  And what’s holding us back is mechanical, not emotional.  I can feel the difference.  But I can’t solve this problem on my own.  Or at least I’d convinced myself that I couldn’t.  As a result, I made the same desperate mistake that I’ve made countless times in the past, for decades, and on both coasts.  I asked someone to fix it for me.  And it hasn’t gone well.

I saw Bill Fordyce Saturday evening.  He’s the starter for the AFM.  He spends most of the day up in a tower over the front straight, far from people or interaction but with a great vantage point for observation.  When he asked me with perplexed enthusiasm, “GoGo, what in the hell is up with your setup?!”, I knew my problems had come to a head.  He told me they’d been talking about my bike on the radio, how it was all over the road.  Note to self:  When your setup is the topic of discussion on the track radio, you are not special.  You have special problems. 

I knew immediately what Bill was referring to.  Quite honestly, I felt comfort in someone else seeing it too – like finally I wasn’t alone out there.  And I wasn’t a whiner for describing how hard our bike is to hold onto while leaning through turn three.  It bounced so violently over bumps I’d never felt before that even my line of sight shook up and down.  I nearly hi-sided three times exiting two turns and entering one.  And going into turn one, a perilously fast 5th gear turn at the end of Thunderhill’s front straight, our bike protested so badly that I couldn’t maintain my body position, never mind my line. 

I am a visual thinker – so there I was riding as hard as I could while trying to shake the sight of three Doberman Pinschers chasing me through a junkyard in a late-night horror movie.  On my third run back to the pits I begged, “Please put it back where it was.  At least I could ride that.”  It never made it back. 

To be honest I’ve even felt proud at times about how critically I can break down a turn, a bump, or the energy I feel running through a bike at speed.  It’s like time slows down.  What takes just a second or two on track, I can talk about for ten minutes off track.  But when you consider how bad our bike was, at that moment on that day, maybe all my critical feedback is worthless.  Or is it what I am doing with my feedback that is failing?  Either way I overheard the comments of someone I had passed out there in F1 qualifying, “Did you see GoGo almost hi-side out there!  ..Jesus, why does he even try?”

I did not acknowledge the comment, or the person.  I kept walking like I never heard a word.  But I’ve replayed that moment on a loop ever since.  It’s not the question I am stuck on, or its answer.  It’s not even that someone asked it about me.  It is the acknowledgement that I am still as far off as I am after four rounds, while I’ve been trying so hard to not be.  I quit sugar six months ago, which for me is like driving past Disney’s front gate 180 times without ever entering.  I work out daily and ride my bicycle so often my ass has nightmares about seats.  I have GP cartridges in my forks, which are currently on their third set of spring rates, and I recently installed my third shock from two different countries in four races.  Considering all this effort, and my presently ailing predicament, admitting I am more inspired than ever might sound odd.  But that’s the beef.  I love the hard in this. 

One week after round 4, without an upcoming race in sight, I packed our program up and headed back to Thunderhill.  I pitted by myself early morning and methodically went over our bike with a fine-toothed comb.  I checked every setting, measured every height, installed our finally arrived after months of Covid-delay MUPO shock, and made notes of everything.  Turns out there was a reason my head shook through turn 3, and why this Superduke tried several times to launch me into space with Jeff Bezos.  Two of five clickers were maxed out, which basically renders them useless, and the other three were just two clicks from max.

  “The Fucking Clicks!” 

Our forks were so stiff, hard to impress even while holding the front brake and lunging forward.  And the rear was a steel reinforced brick.  None of it was even close to good or right.  In fact, in all the bikes that I have raced, measured, setup and pushed on, this was close to the worst of them.  I sat back quietly in the warm breeze of the Central Valley, to the drone of bikes swarming in the background, and came to a realization that for me has been a very long time coming.  This is not our path to success.  Going forward we need to use my feedback to make our own decisions about setup.  As tempting as it is to offload this burden onto someone else, I’ve got to take this punch squarely and not only survive it, but draw strength from it.  The last thing I did before getting back up was make a quiet promise to Kenny Norman and Mike Morrissey, two guys I am so blessed to have in my corner this year; “I will never ask someone to fix this challenge for us again.”  And then I started over again, from the beginning.  I turned all our f’ing clickers back to day – 1.  I reset all our spring rates and preload.  And I took our beautifully rebuilt Superduke out for her second first ride.

I sat across from a hero of mine recently.  A world class racer.  A guy I’ve raced against several times over the years, but never once with.  He was always faster.  I felt the temptation to ask him too, but didn’t…  Instead we simply talked shop, for hours – which led to the most inspiring thing I’ve experienced at a racetrack.  I saw light again where it’s been dark.  Purpose replaced defeat.  And somewhat like a preacher on any Sunday in Georgia, that hero inspired more forward-facing thinking than he will likely ever know.

I feel good about the rest of this season.  I now even have goals – one of which is to win the very race that questions my ambition.

Stay safe and never surrender,

GoGo

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    1. You need a new nickname… I’m thinking NoNo Gulbransen. “It’s the equipment man… not my aging Dunkin filled fat ass 🙂 You do know KTM can build you a gigantic custom saddle… Just saying…

  1. That hero can still kick our asses. It’s why I stand 2′ from him at all times…to not get one of those full power punches. I liked your story. I laughed. I cried. I just lied about crying. I laughed again, actually. Especially the “why does he even try” line. I’ve got an internal GoPro image of you passing me IN THE DIRT about 4′ from the track tarmac itself at the exit of the S’s at Buttonwiillow on the way to T11. You’re insane. That’s why you try…and JFC you’ve got talent.

    You’ve go good shit on your bike. You’ve got support. Use it until people say “stop calling me”. I’m always rooting for you. I’m also thinking that Ducati Street Fighter S we rode was the ticket to full insanity. And let’s be honest: what we’re doing isn’t exactly “sanity”, so…..

    I’m planning on you getting into the 51’s next AFM weekend. Old guys rule. If you were as young as you look, I’d have swiped left.

    1. OMG I’ve been left swiped. Almost.

      No shit Berto those Street fighters are no joke insanity on two wheels. Only a V8 might pull harder but it would be shit for ground clearance. Every time I came back in on that tricked out one there was Toni Elias looking up at me longing for his favorite bike back. If he was two feet taller I may have never even have taken it in the first place.

      I think 51s are indeed possible on this bike. High 51s. But not how it was setup for this story. Holy twisted sister had we chosen the wrong path.

      Thanks for the props brother you’re a very welcome breath of inspiration laced with leather saturated body odor. 🙂

  2. Lather, rinse, repeat. Getting the chassis wrong is so easy. Getting it right not so much. It never hurts to remember the most basic of instructions that the wise ones would lay on us as we chased tenths: “one thing at a time” (meaning don’t change your preload AND your rebound damping in the same tweak), “patience is a virtue”, “if it feels good it’s good and if it feels wrong it’s bad”, “gearing affects chain pull moment” (that’s from me). The simple truth is that if your spring rate is good at both ends you can deal with dampening issues but not vice versa. I have always preferred a “softer” bike, mostly because it gives me choices as a rider that a stiff bike can’t (but bottoming out is definitely too soft and dangerous). Get your spring rates right and pay attention to chain pull moment. Your spring rates should not change from track to track but your chain pull moment changes with a sprocket change (or rear ride height change sometimes).
    Great writing, you always describe what’s going on to a degree where I can almost feel it. Can’t wait for the next installment.

    1. It’s true what you say Matt. These quotes are so important I should write them all down and have the Sprinter shrink-wrapped in a flurry of them all over. I heard another recently about compression and rebound. I’m sure I’ll screw this up one day and heave myself over the handlebars as a result: Start your clicking journey with too little rebound and too much compression – click your way in/out from there. The goal is to end up with as little rebound as you can, and as much compression. Or it could be the other way around I’ll have to ask Berto to try it and get back to me.

      And I agree with you Matt, loose is fast.

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