Weston Beach Races - Muck and Mayhem.

English Rose invited me to join her at the Weston Beach Races. She was attending on business. I had no idea what they were.
Even she, who regularly attends motocross and enduro events, confessed she’d never seen anything like it.We arrived just prior to the entrants riding to the start line. It took several minuets.
We had no idea that a race could be conducted with over 1,000 entrants.
Nothing prepares you for the Start. The sound of 1101 high performance motorcycle engines hitting full throttle in an instant.
Little compares to the perception of speed, down the implausibly long straight, of a bike at 100mph, riding inches from the spectator rail. So close you could reach out and touch them.
I didn't expect to see riders dressed as tigers, dragons, wizards, superman or a naked lady suit complete with pink wig and tutu, riding alongside world class competitors.
And I wasn't prepared for the carbon monoxide poisoning you experience from proximity to so many two stroke engines, in the absence of any kind of sea breeze.

This is the two wheeled equivalent of the Grand National.