My only trip to the TT was in 1992. 🙂
Four of us, me on the back of my mate Ged’s Marlboro LC.
Ged’s a nice bloke, good rider, but a bit numb.
Ran out of petrol on the motorway to Liverpool.
Saved by an elderly chap who’d managed to ride there from Austria without any problems.
We’d come from Manchester.
Get off ferry, breakfast, tents up, out for a lap.
Get to Ramsey and Ged’s Hislop fantasy kicks in.
Bike felt a bit off over the mountain, back end all over the place but I was too busy laughing hysterically to pay much attention.
Back to the garage opposite the grandstand we find 10psi in the back tyre.