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DAKAR 1996 | Edi's dedication

A great feat – says Edi Orioli – I convinced everyone, even those who wouldn't bet a dime on me. But unfortunately this success tastes a little’ different from the previous ones. I miss a person who has always been able to share this joy with me, my first fan.

Three months ago Bruno died, my father and during this whole race I couldn't help but think that on my return home there would be no more him to welcome me. And’ my fourth Dakar won, with three bikes of different brand, and my dedication goes absolutely to my father: would have been happy to see me fight against everyone and everything to return to the top step of the fateful podium on the shores of Lake Rosa.

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As for the rest, maybe I don't have the right stimuli to get back to competing with this formula. I won the Dakar of the modern era, but I'm hopelessly tied to the one that ran at the beginning, with road-book in hand delivered only a few hours before the start of the stage.

Today there are the satellite, orientation tools and then the medium allows you crazy performance. At one time we had to study how to overcome a dune, now the bike goes anywhere and on any kind of terrain, just keep the gas open. Do you think I've traveled, with cramps in the hand, 350 miles to 174 kilometers per hour: hallucinating!

And’ it was still a once-in-a-lifetime experience. He gassed me, I'm back to being number one, but it didn't taste like the previous teeth. I owe a big thank you to Nicola Poggio. Without his precious help, this would not have been possible, without taking into account that Belgarda's initiative at Dakar, Yamaha France is his idea, proposed to the top of the House of his own accord. A team manager like him is truly irreplaceable.

 

 

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Dakar 1995 | Sarron, New100, from the track to the sand

Four hours in the morning, Goulimine in central Morocco. It's still dark. Thermometer fights to display a positive temperature. 17408123_10208936903844215_848560979_oChristian Sarron, NewEr sounds down and heads to breakfast. Looking worried, the world champion of the 250 (in '84) grabs the small aluminum tray that contains an egg.

He doesn't have a spoon. With a quick circular glance, measures his entourage and with a smile, swallowed the egg directly. The night before, entering his tent, Christian sighed looking at his unkempt attire: “From the beginning a lot of my principles went to dust.

Maybe you don't know but my nickname was – Mr. Clean -, are heavily dependent on cleanliness and this lifestyle must be forcibly bowed to the harsh life of the Dakar: “you don't have clean equipment every morning. You can't change even at night. Bags with our belongings are in trucks and they arrive while we are already asleep."

"And then there's not always water. And without water, we don't shower. There's no bed, so we sleep on the floor. And we eat whenever we can. All this greatly reduces our vision of life in the twentieth century when comfort issues are taken for granted."

“This whole story started on 17 September, Philippe Alliot came to me during the Bol d'Or and confessed to me that he wanted to participate in the Dakar on a motorcycle… and he would like me to accompany him. My response was negative categorically. I promised myself I'd come to Dakar in the car… but never in motion."

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Philippe, with which I often go out in enduro, had already thought of everything, Dakar goal with a group of friends, Raphael Montrémy, Philippe Bermuda, Pierre Landereau, Thierry Magnaldi and Jacques Laffite. Friends who help each other to go as far as possible. Without worrying about the stopwatch.

Two hours later I had already changed my mind, but I didn't know where I was going to fit. “From the very beginning, the size of the bike surprised me. I didn't think we could ride the dunes on these bikes.. Then I found it difficult to get used to the various navigation tools. I didn't even know where the button was to send the roadbook forward or backward. Driving in the desert is an extremely difficult thing to do: drive by controlling the track, GPS, the master and roadbook is a gymnastics difficult to learn."

"I find that the need for concentration in the desert is even greater than in The Grand Prix. I've always been very focused and that's also what probably allowed me not to fall hard and not get lost."

"At first, with Philippe, I would take the dunes at most 30 km/h for the strong fear they were transmitting to me.”

“But my first big shock remains my first real dune, before Zouerate. I've never seen anything like it in my life. It was really impressive: you climb slowly for tens of meters, then suddenly the bike in front of you disappears and before you realize it comes down headfirst.

My first big fear in the race was when I fell downhill, right in front of a giant Kamaz truck that I Sarron-1995-1Followed. I got stuck under the bike, I really thought I'd pass over! Fortunately he stopped at the top before descending, avoiding ironing."

Christian is a river full in telling his Dakar: “everything takes another dimension. We have a soap to dive for six… At the end of the stage we also share our experiences. For example, desert colors, when it's gray it's hard, but when it's clearer it's soft".

“From Zouerate, the road is still long to Dakar, Senegal's capital is more than ever the target of Gauloises Blondes team drivers. If we arrive then we will decide whether to do it again on a motorcycle or in the car".

Christian Sarron is discovering a new passion with Africa. On the day off mid-race he was still in the race at 34th place in the provisional standings.

Ed. The expert Montremy will come 24th, Landereau 22nd while Bermudes, Magnaldi, Alliot, Laffite and Sarron himself withdrew.

Translated by Moto Revue

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Marc Joineau Dakar 1982 | The sits are hidden everywhere

After an endless series of punctures, in Gao I'm back in the top ten. In the difficult ring of Gao/Mopti/Gao at the foot of Mount Humbori, I remember for the terrible sharp rocks, I'm going to join Patrick Drobecq to take off in the big fast turns and start my second stage win.

Just imagine: 540 km courses in 10h 06 min, I arrived right at nightfall. Finally here I am again among the first 5, I'm starting to believe I can win this rally. Meanwhile I lose my brother Philippe who falls breaks his foot, and I find myself alone alone on the track, I don't have anyone left who can help me in the fight against the official drivers.

And then comes the damn special evidence of Timbuktu Niono dine 560 km. At first I'm under the illusion that everything is fine. I climb up on my direct competitors and get to the gasoline truck in the middle of nowhere, and dubious provenance.

I fill up with a dubious mixture of gasoline, kerosene and some other fuel and allotment component. After only 10 km after my engine slows down, Mumbles, rattled and abandoned me nailed. Look 6 hours the truck on which I had a backup engine, I mount it but I arrive 50 minutes out of maximum time and I am plagued by a penalty of 15 hours. What a mockery. I didn't deserve it.. I collapsed at the bottom of the leaderboard. Cyril Neveu wins the Dakar 1982 though at the time of my trouble with gasoline I was half an hour ahead of him in the general classification.

I still have the strength to win a special stage before the finish line.
I often think back to that supply and it will pursue me for a long time.

N.d. r. Marc Joineau won 2 stages in the Dakar 1982, and finished 17th in the absolute.

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Franco Peak on the monos at the Dakar 1989

2016-04-08 19.03.41With Franco Picco, it is a must to talk about 750 Yamaha.
"I tried a twin-cylinder in Japan a long time ago; certainly has a lot more power, On the mono side, however, they play the reliability and safety. Our single-cylinder in any case is very evolved; has liquid cooling, five valves, it's now super reliable. This year's changes (one candle, enhanced lubrication circuit etc.) have led to a power of 58-60 cv with a weight of 165 cv with a weight of 165 kg; the top speed is not so different, instead the shooting at the low, serving and driving better, has improved considerably".

Motosprint – Gabriel Gobbi

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Edi Orioli, the strategist

The curiosity of the unknown has blood running in Rivulets, given the choices made in his long racing career. But Orioli-1998-1What emerges from the list, long, He has participated in competitions and achievements, is the strategic capability. Without whose talent may not even succeed. Of experience it has to sell: in total she traveled in Africa, in the race, duecentoventimila km. And it is perhaps the only one to have participated in the first eleven editions of the Dakar without ever retiring and closing almost always in the top ten. Inevitable then talk about most known rally, especially considering that dark period of 1998, When he turned up at the start with the colors of the brand with a German team Schalber Thumper. But the story of Edi Orioli is made of choices against the tide, of rationality and passion. Because the DNA is written also a fondness for cars, for perfection. As thirty years ago prepared minutely every detail of his bike, checking that the style, Today she wants to beauty around him.

Edi Orioli, from pilot to entrepreneur. How did this step?
“My story is not that there are steps. My story is made up of many things. As a child I had the passion of bike and then the bike. Went to my bike to the fields and the evolution was taking the Hi my uncle and use it off road. I came back every night with some broken piece. Then my dad took me a Gori 50, the only bike that gave me. From here onwards I started racing in regional competitions and my motorcycle escalation occurred so: I taught myself without following courses and special techniques. You see that I had it in my blood. In addition to racing, over the years I have always remained within the family business, the Pratic, a reality that in recent years has become a leader in its field. See, in 1995 My dad died, the head of the company. I couldn't finish the Dakar anyway, was the issue of 1996, winning it, and then I riavvicinai to the company in which I have always been. In 2007 then I stopped all competitions, Although the bike is always part of my life. But in a different way. The world of events and spotlight doesn't interest me much anymore. I prefer living my passions and my private moments and use the bikes for leisure”.

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What are the highlights of your life?
“Certainly the choice to participate in the African raid. That was the change of direction in my career as a sports instructor. I decided to go to Africa even though I had a gig and I had to run with a team Puch Honda Rally Sardinia. I left the gig and went to do a race in Africa: I fell immediately in that way fuoristrada. I had a gig with Honda and from there went my career. Then I'd tell the switch to auto: my other hidden passion were the rally cars. With whom I raced and won. When I ran the Dakar, in the evening I put down the bike and went into the tent of team auto. I've always been fascinated by the car. And then the last editions of the Dakar I did drive”.

In Africa I have walked 220.000 km race!

Face and win the Dakar has marked you?
“I am not one who tease. I always going for the pleasure of running. To let you know what I think of the victories of the Dakar I tell you what I told a friend a long time ago: “EDI, do you understand how do you win”. In these few words in fact it seemed clear my situation. Understand how do you win is something subtle, You can't tell. They are moments that follow a long preparation. Are moments of decision. Is strategy. And once you try it you know how to present it again. Just so you get the results. And I have to say that I miss the adrenaline rush of an event like the Dakar and today I often go looking for emotions like. For example I've just been to the Isle of Man Tourist Trophy where I finally breathed real adrenaline. There it all makes sense: It is not an event, is a rite”.

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What is the toughest challenge you've faced?
“For me the challenging time was switching from Honda to Cagiva. I was crushed three vertebrae at the Rally of the Pharaohs and the doctors had given me a six month prognosis. But I had to run the Dakar! Dr. Costa came up to me and started therapies and training. I spent three months hard, where I never resigned to not being able to participate in. Every day I used magnetic therapy and then I was lying on a bench in order not to load your back. Eventually I starting, its not in place. I couldn't really think of not being there to Dakar, I had won the year before. I left and I finished the race in the top ten. But it was really a hard moment”.

Car or motorcycle?
“Watch, I just bought the car: an Audi RS6, and I enjoy every time I light it up. How do I answer that “bike”? Despite everything I did on two wheels I love cars. And then I like the Nice: as in my preparation technique. When I had to leave I was accurate: everything had to be in order, from aesthetics to mechanics. For me this was the basis for a good race. And even now I like to be in place. I have my beautiful bike and my lovely car. And I go looking for adrenaline: the RS gives you adrenaline. If you're not using it you miss and you can't assuefarti. I don't like show me but I like nice things, and sports”.

Well, you said what's your car, now tell me what is your current Bike Park.
“In box I have a BMW R 1200 Gs Adventure, a BMW HP2, a Husqvama 300 enduro, a trial Honda Montesa Honda RC30- Vfr750r. And Gori 50 with that I started”.

And what do you think of motorcycle special, customized ones that are going crazy for a while?
“At first I could tell you that I'm happy in this fashion because so bikes that were abandoned in the stairs come to life. Although customized. And then I appreciate those who customize because it is a little’ an artist regardless of whether one if the face or the face do to other. Conversely maybe sometimes the result doesn't mean just use the bike, but only create an image. Anyway I don't mind this fashion, She's nice. Basically everyone tries the uniqueness of the piece, sometimes with obsessive attention”.

Today in which reports are under the brands with which you took?
“I'm one of the few who has endeared him to all my sponsors. I had my philosophy: If someone gave me I had to return at least as. I have also maintained excellent relationships with journalists”.

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And your story with BMW?
“With BMW I have a strange relationship. I have been more hondista, for the beginning of my career. But I had a strong liking for BMW. I did the development of their single cylinder for a year, In addition to race to Dakar. After this came a youngest, Richard Sainct and Monaco I was offered terms unacceptable. I left then. Today, however, I continue to love and appreciate this brand. The rest I could never do without a motorcycle BMW in box. And my philosophy I believe in line with that of BMW: I like things minimal, but well done, solid. I believe in this motto: the desert brings out the most solid things. He told me a tuareg when I stopped after a long layover. Seeing me in motion asked me where and when I had started: I described to him the path, that day I had six hundred kilometers route. He asked me: “How is it possible? I put in two and a half weeks, with camel!” The tuareg made me much thinking. But as former BMW I've never had a relationship like I had with other brands. For example with Cagiva and Honda Italy I had direct relations and engaging: I spoke directly with whoever had decision-making power. With BMW the relationship was cold, I have been dealing only with executives who often changed and so it never created a relationship, all very impersonal. I must admit that the Organization was impeccable: from pilot had everything I could possibly need and I was treated very well. The human connection was a little’ less satisfactory. Thinking about it I'm sorry I didn't try to be part of the myth of Gaston Rahier and Hubert Auriol, and you can even write my name in albi d'Oro di Monaco. I would have loved to try the boxer”.

What was the single driving?
“When I raced with BMW was official but unofficial: my contract was with Monaco but I strongly supported Orioli 1998at the start of the Dakar team Schalber. BMW did not want to appear because it was the first edition and did not want to risk a fool. I retired for a break just incredible: He had slipped a rock between the sump and the paramo-tore. And I noticed that the engine was already melted. All singles were nonetheless moto more fragile compared to twins. Slower even though it had no however reached a good level. But we were forced to use the Thumper for regulation, for-because in those years had been forbidden to bicilindrica. And with the mono were always hang-to instead with twin you had margin of power and speed”.

Bicilindrica, then?
“Twin life. Although it weighs more the pleasure of a twin-cylinder configuration has an unmatched delivery. The single cylinder at the call “vibrators”. Speaking of GS off-road, I have to say that the main limitation is the cardano”.

And what were the greatest difficulties for a motorcycle racer at the turn of the years 80 and 90? And now what do you think are the greatest difficulties?
"Then they could not know Africa. It was organized ,in bullfighting as regards the territory: they put wheels on ignore and constantly changing. Dune, fesh fesh, rocks, Africa is unpredictable. And then you face fatigue less prepared: for example, we knew we had to drink a lot more than we. There was the difficulty of saving the head and the Middle: who didn't came with the air ambulance. And you had to learn navigation and strategy. For the drivers of today's difficulties are not these. There is navigation, There is the saving of the medium: the evening l bike is redone from scratch if it requires shorter milestones and it becomes hard to get lost. Now the fix is take all the trait in focus; the race is tighter. Here's, I could say that today is a real race, So instead it was an adventure: It was only by your own car. Today there are many people who support ".

You traced routes, crossed uncharted lands, organized raid around the world. Today what is the travel for Edi Orioli?
"The journey for me should be interactive. When I leave I have to enjoy the country from traveler and not as a tourist. I face a trip last year. More can't I miss the time. You think that if it were up to me, After this interview, I'd put a shirt and a pack of Tan in a bag and I would start in motion. But I also like to play it safe: having little time I want my outputs are certain to enjoy myself. When childbirth so plan well the trip because I also want to have fun. Motorbike trip fully charged on the dunes wouldn't: This would wipe out the driving fun”.

Of Dakar yesterday and today's developments have broadened quite a bit in the interview appeared on volume of February 2018 Motocross. I wonder: If I could arrange it your way, what would be the key points of competition?
“Definitely would go back to basics. Of course you can't return to Africa, today for various reasons will not be able to organize the race there. But speaking of regulation I ispirerei to adventure and navigation, the nature of the place and safety. For security today we come to very advanced levels. I'd then geolocation systems. But stay here as much as possible to the roots, with camps far from the villages, stretching, and then decreasing, the stages. I would reduce the comfort, leaving more room for adventure. Of course we must reckon with the budget, with sponsors and visibility. I should think about this. At the bottom of the race gave rise to, so I think it might be appreciated by many. It would be a real challenge, I think. Because those who tried, just look at the Africa Race, struggling to take off because the official teams go into making the new Dakar. With respect to Africa Race should be able to invoke multiple teams that differentiate a little’ the set of drivers, results and solutions. Even for journalists today I think it's hard to tell the Dakar. The technology then has a little’ distorted this competition”.

Difficult, however, to imagine a race out of time: banish the technology can?
“Difficult Yes, but maybe it might work. I wonder if the pilots would agree to leave home on cell phone?”

Taken from: About BMW
interview by Lisa Bailey
Photos of Orazio Truglio & Web

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Ermanno Ban preparation for the Dakar 1989

The preparation of my Yamaha in my usual basement 3×4 meters. Whenever I try a test, to bring out my Yamaha had to disassemble all the tanks and put them back!

The front wheel and the fork I was kindly lent by my girlfriend who had a Suzuki 125 RM. To operate the trip of Yamaha TT it was necessary to modify a deferral of Cagiva 600 with the wire inside a square section of Moto Guzzi V35, the whole thing was calibrated to perfection. In the second stage Tozeur Gadames following a major fall I tore off the wire and goodbye to trip master.. I terninato the Dakar tracking, dust and much did my instinct!

Note the cap on the head where was placed the tachometer, the radiator under the tail and elongated tubes with unique support from me designed!

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DAKAR 1987 – Disqualification challenged by Dalia

NIAMEY – Is the hot afternoon of 14 January, in the morning the competitors of Paris-Dakar have abandoned the comforts of the capital of Niget, sharing a breeze for Gao. The pool at the luxury Hotel Gaweye only riders withdrawn from the year's toughest race and some reporter; in a dozen of the many rooms of the hotel injured people complain about waiting for flight scheduled for the night of the following day that will bring everyone in Europe. Among the Palm trees and the cool pool water, in a scenario worthy of Simon Le Bon, We will have a long talk with Alexander «Cyrus» Dalia, one of the fastest men ever seen in action on African roads, in the limelight, Unfortunately, to be one of the riders disqualified from TSO at the start of the stage Agades-Tahoua.

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De Petri is much more relaxed than the morning of 13, When Patrick Verdoy not handed him and Gates the roadmap, putting them so out-of-competition. That morning at Agades I had almost afraid to interview the pilot of Cagiva, furious about the exclusion of the race. By the pool, though, the tension inevitably Saeed and Cyrus proves to be more talkative and quiet at the microphone of my recorder. The first question is of course dedicated to the "situation" in the stage of 5 January.

Then Cyrus, the bike has been replaced?
"No, I had a problem with the clutch and I had to stop. Shortly after they arrived Gates and Picard and, together, We started working on the bikes. The Cagiva has the clutch handle of type De-Petri-1987-2plumber and work on it is very laborious: There is also to bleed. Let us not forget that it was the first special stage and we were quite nervous. In that moment time seems to fly when reassembling the hulls of confusion and we did three bikes».

But don't you have noticed that the helicopter of the Sierra (the company that films the exclusive Paris-Dakar) you ran over your head?
"Certainly,, and there was nothing wrong, even we noticed that the operator was leaning out to recover». You have been disqualified based on photographic evidence and filmed, but your motorbikes have been verified in the evening, the stage finish? "No, Neither night nor on subsequent days».

What exactly happened on the morning of 13 on departure from Agades, When you have been put out of the race?
«I was presented, like all day, the briefing, but before this started I realized that the compass does not work and are then returned to the “Villa” Cagiva team had rented in Agades, to remedy this problem. Made the replacement of the instrument are returned upon departure, the briefing had already ended and I noticed that everyone was looking at me. Before you ask me the reason for so much attention I came to meet Gates, I said we were out of the race and that they wouldn't deliver the roadmap. I thought he was kidding, but then came the confirmation of Auriol. Anyway I told Gates to follow me until the start of the special stage. Arriving at the departure Verdoy told us that if within two minutes hadn't returned to Agades would also disqualified Auriol».

How you react to this news?
«By disappointment at a decision which I define shocking that ran counter to what I thought of the TSO, an organization that I respected and in which I had the utmost confidence. The Dakar has become a big business for homes, the sponsors and the drivers it is necessary that these interests are protected by a Federation».

Maybe from international, I say mischievous.
"Of course, the Dakar is an international competition and it is essential that such decisions are taken by a body that protects all these huge interests».De-Petri-1987-3

Speaking of the race has changed after Sabine how and the environment after death of the great inventor and soul of Paris-Dakar, What do you think?
"Even with Sabine, or better under his direction, questionable decisions were made, as the penalty imposed on Peak two years ago. Last year during the stage Ouargla-El Golea, There was a complaint against Honda France for a supposed change of bike, but they were not carried out verifications. In any case, this ninth edition of the Dakar is beautiful, great technique with special tests to no end and no nighttime stages: a beautiful and well organized race. What I don't think would have happened at the time of Sabine's do run a pilot for six days, leave to rest one day and then ban him, What happened to me».

You have been put out of the race on the basis of evidence filmed and photographs, you have probably tried to save the situation and continue the race. What happened and, especially, What will happen?
"Our athletic director Azzalin asked to do share Gates and me maybe letting us run sub-judice until Dakar, but Verdoy is still on his decision (wrong for me) and did not accept. Meanwhile, to protect the interests and image of Cagiva, sponsors and also my (Let us not forget that a professional driver prepares for Dakar for about 8 months) you will end up before a court».

You want to maybe the head of Verdoy?
"No, I don't care, We want only to know that disqualify me and Gates was a mistake and especially that in the future there is greater protection for Homes, sponsors and drivers».

The future of specialty care to many and inevitably to Ciro we asked the question that you feel in your environment, as a world rally championship?
"It would be beautiful — answers — and us drivers often talk, a World Championship under the auspices of the International Federation would be a big step forward, but on our part, there is still the need to deal, While Federal environments has not arrived yet effective intervention. Even when we had, After the tragedy of Giampaolo Marinoni, requested that two doctors follow us Italian pilots flying in giving us the necessary security, even psychological».

We talk about safety, for you the Dakar is a safe race?
"The Dakar is a dangerous race. Is the actual product to be, almost a cross between speed (for medium to high) and cross (for the ground on which it runs); In addition nobody knows exactly all the pitfalls of the path: It's a cocktail very dangerous especially if you get lost. If you become injured off piste the risk is so much».

There is solidarity among pilots?
"Yes, Despite the difference between official and private pilots all stop if they see a colleague in distress. In this respect I feel very safe. There is a lot of humanity in this ruthless contest and solidarity on the track is so much».

Interview by Marco Masetti for Motosprint

Fenouil and Herbert Scheck in a moment of rest of the Dakar 1983

Fennel, Africa as a destiny

And a chapeau is not enough when you meet, talking or writing about Jean-Claude Morellet, class 1946, a childhood spent in Cameroon. Already, Africa as a destiny, even before you start. A degree in philosophy, on the barricades in Paris, the restless, 68 French, He entered the drafting of “Moto Journal”, the most important magazine. From graph was passed to the task of inspecting. Transformed it into extreme conditions. Projected tests of motorcycle over long distances, especially on African soil. Somehow helped to fuel the new spirit of adventure, collected and exalted by Thierry Sabine.

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Fenouil during the inaugural edition of the Dakar rally 1979

The two characters met at Abidjan-nice, did friendship. When Sabine decided to take the road of the great adventure, It was Jean-Claude to make him change his mind on that-that Thierry prefigured as Dakar-Cape Town. Not planning to Paris that, from the point of view we provide, It would be the city, an ideal setting for an event of this magnitude. To carry out a reconnaissance was Morellet Yamaha XT 500 provided by Sonauto.

The “before” could not be. From technical expert which had decided that the right bike would be a twin-cylinder, heavier but more performance of “Mono” nipponica, House with which she had already entered into a commitment. Was supposed to be one of the Yamaha team with Neveu, Auriol, Comte, Olivier… He asked his BMW a means. The request was accepted and turned to the preparer-test pilot Herbert Scheck.

Dakar misfortune that of 1982, ended with a retreat

Dakar misfortune that of 1982, ended with a retreat

To tackle the marathon chose the R75 road. A few changes, fuel tank, the rest of series. Two BMWs at the start in the first edition of the 1979, those of Morellet and Scheck. It went bad, German stopped almost immediately, so did Jean-Claude, too fragile proved the means set up quickly and in a superficial. Morellet's intuition proved too forward, Yamaha one-two with Neveu and Comte. In 1980 Jean-Claude, that everybody called him familiarly “Fennel”, brought the twin of Munich on the fifth place overall, While in 1981, the year of the triumph of Auriol, She placed fourth.

Had seen far away. His resume to Dakar marked a retreat, with the BMW GS in 1982, a 9° in 1983, the 11° with Yamaha 600 XT Ténéré and another retreat (BMW 1000 GS) in 1985. From motorcycles to the passenger compartment of the car, as Navigator. In 1987 finished third with Shinozuka with Mitsubishi and retired a year later with Zaniroli on a Range Rover. In 1989 He called the Peugeot. He placed fourth with Frequelin, on 205 Grand Raid in 1989, While in 1990 He crowned his career with a second place alongside Bjorn Waldegaard.

Feouil and Scheck 1983

The race of life “Fennel”, adventurer, journalist, novelist, photographer, It is only a sliver of what has managed to accomplish. Organized, among the many races, the first rally of Tunisia in 1980 and especially invented the Rallye des Pharaons in Egypt in 1982. A race second only to Dakar. When her father Thierry Sabine, Gilbert, He decided to fold and give up the helm of the big race, thought for him “Fennel”. Was the 1994. One year only, but it was a choice dictated by continuity. RAID, books, articles, photographs… “Fennel”, himself a character from fiction.

Text taken from “Dakar hell in the Sahara” by Beppe Donazzan published by Giorgio Nada Editore

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Claudio Towers Dakar 1985

Claudio Towers to the Paris Dakar 1985, as you read from newspaper articles of the time the bike is MotoGuzzi Chad-1985by series, by changing only the drain and reservoir for the occasion, made by Acerbis in aluminium.
Claudio Towers sees Dim dream of reaching Dakar because its battery went to pieces and forced him to retire.
We must remember that on that occasion it self-funded, contributing to the payment of the bike and race registration participating without even a mechanic in tow, providing maintenance of the bike then the first person after each stage.

Curiosity: beyond the official bike of towers, were produced more 15 Baja red requests by the French importer,
While the streets of Mandello for some years around a replica built by mechanics Moto Guzzi experts in.

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Dakar 86 – The diary of Aldo Winkler

After long preparations and emotions, a heck of a time stolen at work but it was not enough especially to work out the details on the bike. Departure for Paris arrival in Rouen and handling in the same city red tape of the race, momentum transfer at Versailles (that cold) a little episode when we departed we forgot the fact that it was cold and we had to make these gloves with the cross 60 kilometers to frost.

Three kilometres of ice, Unable to stand. Prologue won by Poles who mounted the studded tyres.

Three kilometres of ice, Unable to stand. Prologue won by Poles who mounted the studded tyres.

In Paris a few days allows the rolls, incidentally the rolls are a road book that is given in book form to put them inside the box of a laptop you have to shorten one sheet after another to do so they can be rolled and unrolled. You try to rest despite a big thrill and also tension that continues to rise. The prologue in 60 kilometers (under the snow) one beastly thing, the bike is very high without letting the slightest hand proves undriveable. the prologue takes (3 km) It shows an amazing thing was a sheet of ice with mud Rails under harsh, There are countless flights wasn't standing that grind the new bike already looks old destroyed by flights.

Aldo Winkler left, and beat Grassotti the protagonists of this adventure

Aldo Winkler left, and beat Grassotti the protagonists of this adventure

After a new year's not great because it's a little’ the tension a little’ the company, hovered the anxiety of departure. The first of January a severe cold on departure, I'm very excited, almost frightened when giving birth I didn't even dare to turn to greet Paoletta, I had the fear of not being able more starting. The first kilometers I make with Beat (Grassotti his Team-mates Ed), under bitterly cold that explains how anyone can go in motion. The departure from Paris is a very exciting thing seems to follow a human cordon from Paris to Thirst, all that say hello and celebrate, Unfortunately, the rush to get hurt this chance to get in touch with this enthusiasm. The first problems the cold and rain are preventing the engine to function well. Turns off constantly, crackles and not okay. This fact gives me incredible anxiety and I expect to stop at any time. At some point the engine stops and beat unaware of my stop. I try to get there traveling alone until Thirst (He also had problems and in the dark never saw him). It takes me a nostalgia as ever I was taken, wants Paoletta and emotion I cry under the helmet. I'm looking for something to write her and tell her that I love her but I don't find it. Meanwhile a Japanese on the bike number 2 (Yasuo Kaneko ndr) is hit by a car and dies instantly, see the incident and think that it could happen to me I held further, but now you have to erase this idea otherwise we leave more.

aldo7Arrival in Sete at 2 in the morning (We started at 8 the day before) embark the bike after many difficulties. We don't find Grisoglio (our assistance ndr) with our stuff and finally at 3 We go to sleep. Of course in Algiers after endless bureaucratic queues we start at 6 in the evening and it's almost dark, We expect 700 kilometers of transfer. It's raining and it's cold, We soaked, on a road made entirely of mountain curves with black asphalt without streaks where nothing could be seen. Beat was better than me and I'm stepping stone to him even if I couldn't anyway nothing. Luckily the road improves with the mileage and not raining anymore, We arrive at 2 am and we sleep on the ground. The anxiety of the bike that isn't working properly continues.

First stop hours 6.00 the departure. We start in reverse order, and this occurs across Algeria. Who is at mid-table Snatcher, Why must pass the first that are slow and overtaken by the latest that are fast, result travels constantly in the dust. All well and good until I break the trip master. Of course I get lost on a plain of small sand dunes filled with thousands of tracks in all directions. I reach Gilles Picard, I follow him, then I see Peak but I keep getting lost more and more. I am consoled by the fact that after a short time we form a group of thirty including the strongest in search of the right track. The first contact with the road book is disagreeable too many notes with text and drawings and a few kilometres in French. The first contact with Africa Tour is not bad, the food is good and it does too much tail but do not give the water!

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Second stage: fire damper and many bottoming weaken the frame. Catch up with you anyway lnsah and here I wash in a hotel room by Boano. The track with many potholes and stones with fast sections, lnsalah-two special quick, I reach the machines, do not see anything. It's really dangerous because in the dust when you've passed have those 200 meters that run into thin air, an anguish. See pass next to you huge boulders, chasms and think "enough 1 Metro in there and now I wonder where I was "? Second special made with Beat, I wait because it breaks the joint is we end the special with rattano engines and are not nearly as.

The relationship of established with their bike becomes almost mystical, talk to him, beg, the fai confidences. Become a partner with whom you share the nature and all its expressions.

In the transfer to Tam splittin' mousse, we stop at a bar, Let's proceed to melt further the mousse. The asphalt is bad, interspersed with a runway full of ugly fesh fesh (impalpable sand) with big trucks under Rails caused by passage. At some point I no longer see Beat and although the mousse into pieces, I'm going back for about ten kilometers to her research, thinking it was dropped. I don't see it. I go back in the direction of Tam. Having always regret that Beat, knowing I had drilled, I would abandon. Looking back on those ten kilometers turned down looking for her, the fact that I had not found. Change the rubber and even as inflated air bladder, Luckily the assistance arrives and wheel change allotment manetta, still missing 150 km. It gets dark and break the headlights, and go in the dark with the light of the stars, and late night arrival in time not to take the deal in Tamarasset.

At the hotel I find Batti, and there's no time to wash. Stage I feel good in the stones on Assecrèm Tam Tam. Do I get a fright unbelievable to go in the dust an opponent, I leave the racetrack and step into a period with large stones to handcuff and I do a flight. In the air off the bike and helmet standing. Divine grace! I broke the nut that holds the shock to the frame, the brake Rod broke through the muffler. I finish the stage slowly continuing to not exploit engine, I suffer a lot of danger in overtaking after that fright.

"Ero talmente disperato che l'avventura fosse finita, I prayed that the assistance came. Armando replaced the engine and I left for the remaining 600 km, the night was waiting for me..

“I was so desperate that the adventure was over, I prayed that the assistance came. Armando replaced the engine and I left for the remaining 600 km, the night was waiting for me…”

Tam Agades, departure in a large river dried up full of Sand Springs, the engine Cove and hardens, continuous up to a piece of tough track where mollo a moment. The ignition is turned off. I'm stuck, and I begin to disassemble to replace to get it started, sudo all the water in the body, I can only remove the motor hoping it gets assistance. She comes to the 5.30 After waiting for six hours in a mixture of despair, resignation and pissed off. Hours of fire. engine and gearbox allotment scared of finding myself in the desert at night, not knowing where to go, step on the border with Niger, do I fill up from a truck in the desert. Continuous and I get lost. I no longer see traces and off piste between rocks stones and sand springs. I take the Monocle and I can see some lights I headed in that direction and I find the machines swept under the carpet. Gathering confidence and with this also the track, I reboot but I still missing 600 km upon arrival. I don't care to stay on the trail not to Miss. The track was a mixture of fech fech, soft sand and hard Rails due to the fact that all rally was already past including truck. Of course I'm reducing speed, the lack of visibility into the height of the bike, the track is an impressive set of difficulties. The falls are countless more, every fall you always enjoy effort to raise, Falla restart then, that effort!

"Ero stanchissimo, but still enjoyed the legendary Ténéré ..."

“I was so tired, but still enjoyed the legendary Ténéré…”

Fatigue assails me and I stop the truck Belgarda in need of repair and I sleep a to recover energies. Arrive back support, We share and I am heartened also by standing behind, make me light and when I fall it helps me get up. I can't stand it anymore, for a while’ of km driving Ciaudano (of care Ed) but I take the bike in time for the last 150 kilometers of asphalt to handcuff to arrive on time at eight and didn't take the penalty. At 8.30 allotment for the Special, I care only for a minute, I'm shocked and I don't take anything. Unfortunately it will be the last time that I see her. The stage of the Ténéré is going to be impressive but beautiful, you are in awe before the great desert, but the stage I find it easy. But the engine will harden again. I stop and let it cool down, shooting air and allotment going easy on the anguish that splitting and let me walk. At the slightest noise I am terrified, I speak to the bike, Please continue, clicking the last 150 kilometers in the dark until thankfully I see the lights of some cars that I show the way.

In the meantime I broke the chain joint, but I can get everything right surprise well with maximum

"JCO responsabile di Sonauto, great rider and Great Lord. I once helped him disinsabbiare his bike, Since then, even though it was a special stop to ask if everything was ok"

“JCO responsible for Sonauto, great rider and Great Lord. I once helped him disinsabbiare his bike, Since then, even though it was a special stop to ask if everything was ok”

calm. I sleep on the ground but the cold still remains persistent. I know I have bad teeth and hands with deep cuts for cold weather. Dirku-Agadem is the infamous stage, transverse dunes reported by some fallen bookends. The Wind clears the tracks, This is a very dangerous stage, the wave-shaped dunes at the Summit break sharply with sometimes perpendicular slopes. Not knowing the first dune I jump, making impressive jumps. In fact this stage causes many accidents, Mercandelli injures his shoulder, the Anquetil falls gashes shoulder trauma, the jaw, the teeth and the cheek bones. And dramatic look at a bloodbath. Beppe Gauri falls and breaks the ligaments of the knee. A Tatra trucks you Hood forward, and one of the drivers will remain paralyzed. Arrival in Agadem, that only proves a strong military in ruins in the middle of the desert. Don't get nothing to eat, talking the sleeping bag because of a mixup. With Beat I go to a well in 5 km and despair of the thirsty I drink not caring about anything.

Agadem – Zinder, this infamous stage, very long in a zig-zag of sliding bar of Sand Springs, the desert landscape slowly turns into Sahel 400 km facts in a few hours. Over the special we expect others 600 km of transfer. Here we see Baron just tumbled out of a nasty stretch of asphalt, Unfortunately remains irreversible coma for years because of this accident. With Beat I stop to eat at a shithole though we eat well in spite the place and we arrive late at night. My bike starts to consume oil.

"Giornata di riposo a Naimei, in albergo con tutti i privati italiani per sistemare le moto".

“Rest day in Naimei, in hotel with all private Italian to fix bikes”.

Zinder – Niamei: long transfer all of cross- 600 km eating the dust of machines that surpass us. I leave for the special but at the start I breaks the change. The bike remains in third on a track very sandy. Beat goes on and I don't like it, I'd be behind him to help him. Delivery very agitated and naturally fall continuously. You pit the tank and I lose gas like a fountain from the tap. I get up as quickly as possible in an attempt to repair the tank kicking better. I finish the special and transfer to Niamei of 200 km arrival late at night. Niamei closed, I find it to be welded on the frame and I lose the last hope to get through because we hoped that the assistance would come. One would expect a night of fire, I couldn't sleep all night because of the mosquitoes that we were eaten alive. In the morning we had the hands and face were swollen from mosquito bites. The Dakar has no mercy: departure at 4 in the morning.

Some moments immortalized in Dakar 1986. In the photo above the great Veronique Anquetil.

Some moments immortalized in Dakar 1986. In the photo above the great Veronique Anquetil.

Away by the previous night we got a special 450 km. I lose myself almost immediately and I completely just clueless in a terrible landscape shrubs, hillocks and Fords, with huge rifts. Luckily I find a car with a Japanese motorcycle racer and in their company don't despair takes over. Following Zaniroli we find the track but the orientation is very difficult. Find cars in the opposite direction to your, feeding your doubts. Bush must follow the tracks, but sometimes you cannot even trucks leave tracks, bend the shrubs and they straighten out like nothing ever. I no longer have the road book from Agades because were were on the truck assistance that never came. Arrival in late stage that it is night and the last kilometers full throttle for fear of the dark, but I fall several times. I ask all the water.

See the special Beat him too destroyed to such an extent that I have to start the bike. We are still waiting for 120 km of transfer and 160 Special that we do side by side, almost afraid. We walk almost a kilometer at a time, and falling in turn we all do 120 kilometers. We arrive at Gourmararus at 2 in the morning, everyone here is upset. Sabine helicopter crashed and died with four others. We are all overwhelmed. We start in the morning at 10 to make 1100 km to Bamako referred 160 of track. Here I see the chopper, was reduced to a cubic metre of metal! We arrive in Bamako at 3 At night, messed around and rush to get makes us pull on the asphalt.

Infinity pool a cow in the road that I hit to smear with shoulder. I saw the Horn in my throat. After this fright I slow down and put off Beat, My headlight is insufficient because the second lamp I gave it to him.

In the hope of getting Beat riaccellero. Not do I time to get cow scare myself a shooting without lights and reflectors stopped in the middle of the road. Big spaventoma now I got used to it. As usual arrival late at night. A few hours of sleep and awake again to go. 60 km of transfer and 700 km special and new 300 track transfer. Now we are discouraged. Beat no longer wants to leave, the organization is in the balloon, There is little medical care and two helicopters in less. Childbirth and special begins at 10. The track is slow to 40 kmh media, curves, Rails, holes, sand, in the Bush. The place is nice, but I am undecided whether to continue! I stop, I eat and share, Clap arrives but was totally on the ball, was loud crashing. Just, Decides to retire.

Boano con il suo meccanico "Garino".

Boano with his mechanic “Gabriel”.

With Boano and we are the only remaining Italian Germanetti, There we console and move on. We pick ourselves up again when we fall, Now you can't stop. We are in the middle of nowhere. The track is awful, slow and full of stones in the middle of the forest. Almost getting dark hole rear wheel, I try to repair it but I can't. The refit and seeking assistance in a small village. Hundreds of people surround me. It seems incredible that so many people can live in four huts of wood and hay. Help me and I can share. After a short time the mousse before gives way and the bike becomes undriveable besides the fact that meanwhile dropped the dark. Meeting a pilot with a broken leg do I console arrived assistance allotment.

I'm in a forest with dense vegetation, and the track is really ugly, stones, very deep water drains with the ascent with a fine powder that doesn't allow you to see the stones underneath. Characteristic are the bridges with four ACEs, or if you prefer there is deviation and you go into the water with large stones. The darkness and tension does not allow me to enjoy so much wonder. in a Ford I remain trapped because they mistake the ascent. When I see it I can't take this road well because there were deep furrows caused by truck. With the mud to the knees and the bike planted up to the wheels almost soaring the move of strength and finish the last energies. I put it in a vertical position and after endless kick starts and to boost I take off from the grip of the mud. Meanwhile, the chain was stretched to such an extent that it ran on that poor pinion now worn.

Beat Grassotti immortalized in Bamako, After a transfer zany.

Beat Grassotti immortalized in Bamako, After a transfer zany.

Continuation but cross your eyes for fatigue, I fall and remain under the bike without the strength to pull me up, with his foot under the bike. Look at that position a lot’ of time until fortunately passes an assistance of Cagiva and I set up. Allotment but shortly after I stop by now exhausted and I say goodbye to the race, and I'll jump on the floor to sleep. After a while’ of time the cold wakes me up and allotment, always with the front way mousse. Arrival in Labe at 1 p.m., and I can hear the happy news, was closed and the race was stopped, The next day I can share, are still in the race. Departure at 8 waiting for me 250 km of Mule-awesome, worse than Assecrem, stones, water drains Rails and climb steep slopes. If I was in Italy with a trials bike I would have that piece.

Gran Hotel Dakar :D

Gran Hotel Dakar :D

I do almost 600 meters on the edge of the precipice, on a wide strip 20 cm. Thankfully they end even those special kilometers and the next is about to begin. In fact, after the border I expect another of 400 km. Surprised to notice that after 200 km remained without oil! Now the engine goes to oil and a little’ of gasoline, Unable to go even at high rpm. I leave for the second special, but there are no with his head, I'm wrong a lot and do many straight wrong way. After a while I lose my perception of my speed, I seem to go slow instead going strong. I take a hole and then another, flashing forward, I do a flight of six meters and remain in the air for an infinity of time. I pass out. I just recovered the bike destroyed with a tap of the gas ripped through. The lie on the opposite side so you don't lose other gasoline and try to fix the leak. I'm shocked, Haggard, sore and scared. No lights, with still many kilometers to do in the dark.

"Ci sono momenti in cui si procede per inerzia, the isitnto of survival is the feeling that brings you back ..."

“There are times when we proceed by inertia, the isitnto of survival is the feeling that brings forth…”

I get back on my feet and I share in an attempt to get through the stage with light. Do other 20 km other hole, another meeting with the bike but this time I nosed ben 12 meters from the pit. This time I also hurt, Luckily nothing broken, but there are pains you. In retrospect i shudder. Now the bike is destroyed, Crooked, i lose my senses twice and I get a nosebleed. I take your senses after a long time. I recover and the first wish is to get to the end. I do what I can from now on is a challenge with myself and with my willpower. Surplus at a snail's pace to a village, where wonder of gasoline to finish the stage, Pago 10 liters 40 dollars, less and less of 500 Franks who wanted. I'm still 150 km but without lighting proceed is virtually impossible. I put myself in the middle of the road and stopped all asking you to follow me to enlighten the road. After receiving the refusal of nearly a dozen car, I find Peruvian participants that take as long to go fast because they are special and they don't want to lose positions.

"Il deserto ti presenta tante tipologie di difficoltà: from the sand dunes, from rocks to fech fech ..."

“The desert gives you many types of difficulties: from the sand dunes, from rocks to fech fech…”

I do what I can, unbeknownst of substantial risks with a motorcycle virtually undriveable. Arrival at 22 and amazingly I didn't even got the deal, but as soon as I stop collapse and suddenly feel the pain. I ask George to shelter the bike and I go to sleep, logically always for Earth. The next morning George tells me not to be able to repair the bike as well as decreased makes no sense continue. I insist, but there is nothing to do, abandon the race, but it still doesn't do I need a reason. I take three rations of Africa Tour and go to the station. Elargisco a tip a guy who tells me what to do. The bureaucracy to carry the bike is a Babel infinite, Finally seems to have solved everything, I just have to wait for the train. Luckily I see two Italians, working for FAO, reassure me and I guarantee you will take home. They feed me and take me back to the station. Strengths we load the bike on a freight train smelly and full of stones. Finally I sleep and even the stones seem to a comfy bed.

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There I download the bike helped by some fellow travellers, I find a cab and incredibly the roof load. The taxi was fetid, but at least I was put back in motion. Night falls and the taxi stops at the crossroads of the entrance of the city of Dakar. The taxi driver takes me in the square that was also the bus and kindly offers me a latte at a bar frequented by shady characters. Finally the taxi driver decides to start afresh and takes me where I had booked the hotel before leaving, hoping that someone had already arrived.

A small regret, If I had broken down I would arrive at the bottom. In fact the stage which left from Kaies came undone and the Organization decided to avoid Mauritania and go in convoy from Kaies in Sant Luis, before taking the runway on arrival. Damn!

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