Italy is the church of motorsport, and Spain is a hotbed, but the true holy land of motorcycle racing is the UK, and this weekend, the 2015 championship takes its pilgrimage to Silverstone.
The British Grand Prix is a bittersweet weekend for me. I've only ever been to one (2008, with a beauty of a wet race at Donington Park still living long in the memory) and while it was probably the best racing meet I've ever been to, the races at Silverstone just don't have the same appeal for me.
This might be because of my loathing of what is now a very average Silverstone.