Crossrunner was launched in Majorca today. I took some snaps on my camera phone from beginning to end. It probably pissed everyone else off but I thought it was an easy way to explain what happens on these events.As events go, this was a pretty good one

on the ramp, the Australian could only manage 1.5 revolutions.As he emerged from the waters of Sydney Harbour with a "throbbing headache" and the wind knocked out of him, motorcycle stuntman Cam Sinclair declared he would repeat his world-first jump."I'll have

and Valentino and some of his guys are all there having fun. Out in the Vegas bars, this is cool. I know a few people here, so we're getting the VIP treatment, you know: the bouncers are letting us have a few drinks near the dance floor and they're not fucking

You would have thought over the course of my racing career that I might have learned a thing or two from my many illustrious team mates. In the first four years of 500 GPs I rode in the same factory teams as World Champions Freddie Spencer, Wayne

WELL, IT'S BEEN another mental month. I have, though, found time to get out on my trials bike. A load of the BSB lads have got 'em now, and so a bunch of up-and-coming road race talent descended on my gaff armed to the teeth with new trials

there for nothing. He wanted to go there. He wasn't just going over for the money. He were a clever lad and if the risks weren't worth taking for him he wouldn't have taken them. I feel for his family, Pauline and Tony - it's them that's left whose lives get messed

strip there. While we get a drink I ask him what bike is best suited to the road we have just done. He thinks the SV, and I have to agree it just pulls you from hairpin to hairpin with ease, and he certainly can't complain bout the handling

said. "It hasn't been as bad a journey as I thought."I was starting to see why racers are always described as hard men, because I was having a nightmare on the XJR. It has absolutely no wind protection and at anything over 80mph you have to hang on hard

with some very happy times, like being taken upstairs with your mate's mum that you always fancied, or in my case discovering the pleasures of drinking Buckfast wine every Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I reckon these great memories are stuck in our

the hours drinking tea, eating burgers and looking at the bikes I couldn't afford, dreaming of owning a superbike. One day.Back then biking was a massive learning curve for me and Box Hill was a great place to be to immerse myself.Last weekend was a bit of a