Make sure your bike breaks down just before the point where they collect the money. If anyone noticed the rather forlorne looking R100RS parked up next to the barriers at the bike park entrance. That was me. The queue to get in was so long and so slow that my bike overheated, and started to make some really uncomfortable noises in the right cylinder ("rattle rattle, chuff chuff"). Sounds like a valve or valve seat has decided to stop holding on. RACV were excellent. They had a van on site just in case. When I got to speak to the driver, he just drove down the gravel road beside the bike park until I saw him and told him to stop. I had envisaged piss-farting around for ages organising for the bike to be carted, but the RACV bloke just had a good look at the bike, and discussed tie-down points (I have a little too much experience there) while I unlocked the panniers and snipped the hidden earth wire to the alarm. I went in and watched the races while RACV took care of everything. They offered to organise transport home, but Dave Milligan of Get Routed lives close to me and offered a seat in his van. Thanks Dave. (Apart from organising most tempting ride-your-own-bike tours to NZ and the Manx TT, Dave also supplied copious quantities of quite drinkable Manx beer for the BBQ on Saturday night.) Thanks to all those who offered help with transport, cartage or sympathy. Still, it was a good weekend. Good company, great ride to the Grand Ridge on Saturday, good racing, and the chance to relax in the back of the van and look at all the bikes on the trip back from PI!