Then you are onto the back straight, the fastest part of the circuit, although it’s not technically a straight as you’re switching from one side to the other while veering slightly left all the way along. That’s characteristic of the Assen circuit. I short-shift through the gears before the first kink and get on the limiter – I never used sixth gear at Assen – before getting hard on the brakes into Stekkenwal. You have to be leaning slightly over to the left while braking, which has never been my favourite thing to do. As soon as you lift the bike up for the tight right-hander you go down into second, throw it in and exit in the same gear. I’m quickly up to third before another straightforward kink and into the banked, tight, second-gear De Bult left-hander. This is another nice, smooth corner. A few people are caught out going too fast through here and lose their front end but I have never had a problem with it. In fact, I have never ever crashed here, which is another very unusual fact.
I can then just get away with leaving the bike in second before the Mandeveen turn. Occasionally I went up into third, depending on the state of the race and whether I was trying to save the engine a little bit. I stay in second for that double right-hander. The first part is pretty straightforward before I lift the bike up a little bit, move it up to third and push it back in again into Duikersloot. It’s a bit tall, but by the time I come out into the long run towards start–finish, third gear is fine. I will leave it in fourth through the Meeuwenimeer, a very fast right-hand dog-leg. You cannot get through there flat out, you have to shut off the throttle and then move up into fifth gear through the Hoge Heide dog-leg.
The last section is all left-handers, and I move down to third through Ramshoek, although it’s hard to move quickly down through the gears here because you’re always going from one side of the track to the other. I pick up speed mid-corner through this long left-hander before the final GT Bocht chicane. This was possibly my fastest part of the circuit, a good place on the track for it. If you can get through this section quickly then you’re in a good position to get up someone, like Chili, through the chicane. Most people will run through this in first gear, I use second really well. I passed Troy Corser while in second gear in 1999 and I could tell he was still in first. However, if I have to protect my line by braking a bit later, I use first gear at this point. On the exit of the chicane I am back all over the front of the bike trying to keep the front wheel down and running across the kerb on the inside to straight-line it through start–finish.
Worst Crash: Never had one Best Moment: The double wins of 1999, my last proper racing weekend, or the double of 1995 that clinched the would championship. Closest Finish: Kocinski came past me going into the last corner, ran wide and allowed my Honda back underneath. Kocinski also allowed Corser into second. Best Other Rider: Frankie Chili. He has come from 250cc GP’s and so has a similar style to mine. Worst Moment: Being splattered by a bluebottle and losing to John Kocinski in 1997.
Danielle gets to grips with a Foggy replica scooter.
As a general rule, girls and bikes don’t mix. I’d be far happier if my two daughters, Danielle and Claudia – and Michaela, who has just passed her test – did not become involved. There are women who give it a go and do okay, though. The German racer Katja Poensgen has just become the first woman to compete in a 250cc Grand Prix and she seems to be beating a few of the men, which is some going.
I think it’s great that women get involved. For a start, Katja’s an attractive girl. That’s probably one of the reasons why she has got to where she is, because sponsors know they will get a lot of exposure for their team. If she was a pig in a wig, things might have been different! But there’s no question she can ride a bike, and I have seen her go very fast at times. I remember once winding up Karl Harris about her when he was riding Superstock in 1999. I asked him at a meeting how he was doing.
‘I’m doing pretty good, up there in fourth,’ he replied, forgetting to mention that Katja was second quickest.
‘What are you talking about?’ I came back. ‘You’re letting a bird beat you, you silly sod!’
I laughed, and Karl went out for the next session and went quickest! But I hope Katja does well because she has been around the World Superbike paddock for the last five years and gets on well with everyone.
There are quite a few women who also race at club level, although I’m not sure exactly how many because I don’t follow club racing. My old mechanic Anthony ‘Slick’ Bass’s new girlfriend, Juliet Manning, is part of a four-woman team racing at that level. There they are not so much at a disadvantage because on a 125cc or 250cc strength does not play a big part. There used to be a Finnish female rider, Taru Rinne, who was very fast in the 125cc GPs and probably finished in the top 10 on a few occasions in the late eighties. I think she even qualified in pole position once. It’s a different matter on a superbike or GP 500cc bike, though. There will never be a successful woman in those series, although I would like to be proved wrong. I don’t think they could ever have that aggression or ‘bastard’ attitude that some of the men have.
But it has been interesting to watch my girls starting out on bikes. Danielle has a little Yamaha TTR90 and Claudia has an old Yamaha quad that I’ve been servicing. I ordered a new plug, an on/off switch because the old one was broken, put some air in the tyres and changed the oil. When I stripped it down, and all the parts were lying around the garage, Michaela took one look at it and said, ‘Well, that thing will never run again.’
She was wrong, but she had a point. In all my time in racing, I never really had to be the one who bothered about making the bikes work, but once I had started on one bike, I tried to get a few of the others that had been standing around for years to start. The Birel had done about 10 miles at the most, yet the lawnmower-style pull-start would not work. I pulled and pulled at it until my arm ached. I took the plug out for a check, but that looked okay. I then checked there was fuel coming through, but that was fine too. I began to get really pissed off. Then, after I had charged up its battery, the Honda Cub kept cutting out after running for just a second or two.
Leading Michael Doohan in the Czech Grand Prix of 1990, while standing in for the injured Frankie Chili.
Why is it that when machines are left for twelve months they will not start? Maybe the fuel had gone a bit shitty after sitting in the carb for so long. I wanted to ring someone in Japan and drag him over for an explanation. It made matters worse that my kids were watching me fail – miserably. I don’t really have the patience, or the time, to mess around for too long before giving in and taking them down to the local bike shop. I’m not too bad on simple things like cleaning the filter of a two-stroke, but anything more complicated than that and I’m soon out of my depth.
It took some time for Claudia to gain confidence on the quad, which was strange because she is usually the one who will have a go at anything. We had to buy her a crash helmet the last time we went skiing because she goes so quickly. At one point she started crying because we wouldn’t let her go down a black run. I thought she would enjoy messing around on the quad, but she is much happier on the back with Danielle driving. Maybe it’s just that she’s not happy around machines.