Jeremy Wilkey
Owner, MX-Tech
- Jan 28, 2000
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The life and times of the WP Racing service tour..
Greetings DRN! Your moderator has returned from the first segment of his US WP racing Service tour.. Man what a story.. It’s been an interesting 6 weeks. I have missed checking in here on a regular basis, but duty called and I hope my recap of the stories is at least half way interesting and funny…
Segment One..
The Mossier Valley GNC.. I’ve been working on my deal with KTM and Amateur team for some time and Texas was the first installment.. We had spent lots of time going over everything in prep for what would I might have to do. We are in the process of getting a new service truck, (More on that later) and there was no hope in getting the old grey mayor down to the lone star state.. So "Shaggy" from Straight Line volunteered to provide a decent work environment..
I’ve been involved with Airport Suspension travel for years but after Sept 11 it’s been way more of a challenge to get stuff on plans.. Especially strange shaped objects that look like bombs or guns.. And to the average airport screener, a shock absorber looks a little dodgy.. Normally I pack quite a load, but Texas was the first Round installment With KTM and that meant I had to be prepared for anything.. (In quantity)
I had two whole sets of 01 SXS 10 shock springs, 10 pairs of fork springs, valves seals and tools.. Around 210 lbs all together.. I’ve got a huge travel bag with wheels and a handle that will hold 150lbs easy.. Then I’ve got a back pack that will hold 72 lbs.. (I know the hard way..)
After the guy loading the remote parking bus offers too load my bag I worn him that it’s heavy… This was a big dude BTW.. And he looked at me with this I could step on you little twerp, I can handle your bag.. So I stepped aside as the 250+ dude reached down with a determination gave my bag a hearty tug.. That dork took a few steps down the stairs and almost fell completely out of the bus.. With a smile on my face I reminded him and lifted my bag into the bus.. The questions kept coming about what I had in the bag, I returned that I had suspension components.. After the third or forth time he asked I said “My brother, he like traveling with me”. He looked back at me with this I better shut up look.. I could see the numbers adding up..”This dude walked half a mile with all this stuff with a smile on his face I’ll leave it be..”
I step up to the line and wait my turn.. Craftily I swing my bag up on the scale as if it was pillow.. The guy behind the counter looks at me like I half crazy.. “Mr. Wilkey” your bag weights over 200 lbs.. We can’t accept that. He informed me .. “Well what can we do.?”
It was simple.. 1 carry on bag, as heavy as you want, but it must fit in that box.. So it’s a density thing I’m thinking..
And 2 carry on but not over 70 each.. And he’s giving me this look like you’re screwed…. Well apparently he does not know me.. My God after all I’ve been through? I mean I got a Degree from an Accredited University, but you’d think I never passed 5th Grade spelling.. It’s all about persistence.. Force Vs Time…… Calmly I note the weights of each package… I open the suitcase and he gets all panicked.. Sir you can’t do that here.. I have to leave the counter.. So I step 2 feet from the entrance of the line and de bag.. The looks I got were a real treat, as I stuffed under wear, socks and cloths in shock springs.. But At this point in the game, there was no hope in dignity.. I had to be on a plane to Texas..
After some calculations I had figured my weight closely, and had managed to stuff nearly 70 lbs into my brief case, and “personal items” That left me to distribute the other stuff in the bag and back pack.. I stepped back into line waited my turn only to be off a few pounds.. Back I went, and when I came in 2 heavy on the back pack the dude looked the other way.. Good thing I saved enough time!
After getting searched I was almost to my gate when a shock spring feel out of my bulging Brief case.. Have you seen how far a shock spring bounces when it falls on a hard floor? Wooh! .. I was going to Texas!
Getting out to the track was fairly complex.. MosierValley sets on dump… But eventually I found it.. It was late and I had lots to do..
Greetings DRN! Your moderator has returned from the first segment of his US WP racing Service tour.. Man what a story.. It’s been an interesting 6 weeks. I have missed checking in here on a regular basis, but duty called and I hope my recap of the stories is at least half way interesting and funny…
Segment One..
The Mossier Valley GNC.. I’ve been working on my deal with KTM and Amateur team for some time and Texas was the first installment.. We had spent lots of time going over everything in prep for what would I might have to do. We are in the process of getting a new service truck, (More on that later) and there was no hope in getting the old grey mayor down to the lone star state.. So "Shaggy" from Straight Line volunteered to provide a decent work environment..
I’ve been involved with Airport Suspension travel for years but after Sept 11 it’s been way more of a challenge to get stuff on plans.. Especially strange shaped objects that look like bombs or guns.. And to the average airport screener, a shock absorber looks a little dodgy.. Normally I pack quite a load, but Texas was the first Round installment With KTM and that meant I had to be prepared for anything.. (In quantity)
I had two whole sets of 01 SXS 10 shock springs, 10 pairs of fork springs, valves seals and tools.. Around 210 lbs all together.. I’ve got a huge travel bag with wheels and a handle that will hold 150lbs easy.. Then I’ve got a back pack that will hold 72 lbs.. (I know the hard way..)
After the guy loading the remote parking bus offers too load my bag I worn him that it’s heavy… This was a big dude BTW.. And he looked at me with this I could step on you little twerp, I can handle your bag.. So I stepped aside as the 250+ dude reached down with a determination gave my bag a hearty tug.. That dork took a few steps down the stairs and almost fell completely out of the bus.. With a smile on my face I reminded him and lifted my bag into the bus.. The questions kept coming about what I had in the bag, I returned that I had suspension components.. After the third or forth time he asked I said “My brother, he like traveling with me”. He looked back at me with this I better shut up look.. I could see the numbers adding up..”This dude walked half a mile with all this stuff with a smile on his face I’ll leave it be..”
I step up to the line and wait my turn.. Craftily I swing my bag up on the scale as if it was pillow.. The guy behind the counter looks at me like I half crazy.. “Mr. Wilkey” your bag weights over 200 lbs.. We can’t accept that. He informed me .. “Well what can we do.?”
It was simple.. 1 carry on bag, as heavy as you want, but it must fit in that box.. So it’s a density thing I’m thinking..
And 2 carry on but not over 70 each.. And he’s giving me this look like you’re screwed…. Well apparently he does not know me.. My God after all I’ve been through? I mean I got a Degree from an Accredited University, but you’d think I never passed 5th Grade spelling.. It’s all about persistence.. Force Vs Time…… Calmly I note the weights of each package… I open the suitcase and he gets all panicked.. Sir you can’t do that here.. I have to leave the counter.. So I step 2 feet from the entrance of the line and de bag.. The looks I got were a real treat, as I stuffed under wear, socks and cloths in shock springs.. But At this point in the game, there was no hope in dignity.. I had to be on a plane to Texas..
After some calculations I had figured my weight closely, and had managed to stuff nearly 70 lbs into my brief case, and “personal items” That left me to distribute the other stuff in the bag and back pack.. I stepped back into line waited my turn only to be off a few pounds.. Back I went, and when I came in 2 heavy on the back pack the dude looked the other way.. Good thing I saved enough time!
After getting searched I was almost to my gate when a shock spring feel out of my bulging Brief case.. Have you seen how far a shock spring bounces when it falls on a hard floor? Wooh! .. I was going to Texas!
Getting out to the track was fairly complex.. MosierValley sets on dump… But eventually I found it.. It was late and I had lots to do..