One of the fun things about this event was there was a costume event where the drivers and crew are encouraged to dress in the era of their cars. Mine is a 1967
, so Brad and I played the part (in two REEEEALLY bad wigs!):
Here are a few racing pictures from the event. I am the green #42 Spitfire. This picture is from a hairpin turn called the Oak Tree:
This car was very interesting. It is a 1930's Ford Dreyer. He had a big engine and could pull away from me on the straights, but I could take him in the corners. Thankfully, there were more corners than straights, and I was able to get past him and leave him behind each session. One unique thing about this car is that his brake is a hand-controlled lever on the left side, and it tightens a belt on a wheel attached to the rear axle! He did a great job of driving it!
This guy eventually got around me (faster car) but I thought this picture was funny since it looks like his car is trying to suck me up with its little mouth!
A good friend of ours just had his engine rebuilt in his TR4 and it went south on the very first lap of his first session. I offered him a ride in my car, and he took it out for a session on Friday. He's a very good driver and did very well in my unfamiliar car. Here he is trying it on for fit before the race:
Here's another shot of the Globetrotter, with a Morgan in the foreground:
Brad popped into the 310 when I was inside and said, "Look down the street!" This fellow was driving his moped down our paddock with his two little dogs riding pillion. What fun!
My car developed low oil pressure by the end of the day Saturday (after the feature race, thankfully!), and we put it on the trailer, since that meant the engine bearings were wearing out. I got two full days of racing, got comfortable in the car again after three years and improved my times a good bit, and came in mid-pack in the feature race, which made me happy.
We got to shake the hand of the retired vice admiral of the Atlantic fleet, Hank Giffin, who was there racing a Morgan, and helped him work on his trailer lights. He was a very nice man!
We enjoyed a beautiful morning Sunday watching our friends race, then headed home.
One really neat thing along part of Hwy 220 in Virginia were thousands of blooming daffodils in the medians and along the sides of the road in places. It boggled my mind to think of people planting them all! But they were really beautiful and cheerful:
As we passed through Roanoke, Va., I got a picture of two interesting buildings. Anyone know what this one is?:
This one looked like a huge hotel, but we couldn't tell what it was, either:
To be continued...