So very very beautiful.

Yes indeed

But sorry fellahs, for once I’m not talking about the car (which is pretty as all get out).

Could live without the car, but not without my passenger and navigator.

Cheers Hun xxx

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How long (can this keep going on? )

There’s a song in that! Hahaha.

In 2013 when Kim and I visited Peter and Jeanne Emery (such lovely people), Peter mentioned that he thought I was probably a bit mad. (He wouldn’t be the first to suggest that, but that is a book that if opened, could take a while to read).

His comment was that back in ‘the day’, the cars were built to last a year or two, then scrapped.. That was 58 years ago!

Hmmmmm. He certainly had a point. After so much racing in  the UK and Europe 2015/16, then the 6 meeting tour of NZ and a 6 meeting tour of Nth America in 2017, the Wee Warrior was coming apart at the seams. So, there is the question; How long CAN this keep going on?

Well, I figure if someone built it, someone can rebuild it and so has it been. 17 chassis joints opened and rebrazed, front wheel hubs rebuilt, radiator rebuilt, new seat belts and renewed mounts have her ready for a good time, for a long time.

Tomorrow will load into the yellow monster for a test day at Silverstone on Wednesday before the first event this year at Donington Park. .

Probably just need to renew the driver now! Hmmm, … yeah, nah. Got him a new helmet and gloves, so he’ll do for another year or two.

Best to all, stay warm and hug someone close to you. Ciao for now

So,… we’re on the run again

So long it seems since I was running across the prairies and into the heart of America.

And what a trip it was. Tracks that surprised in both the settings and in the joy of their layout. Indy was a lot harder to get right than it seemed, Mosport so much scarier than a video would have you believe, yet exhilarating  on every lap of every race. A truly magnificent track.
Mid Ohio. What a surprise! Terrific track with swooping corners rising and falling across a ridge that runs through the whole length of the circuit.

After that, a trip back home to do a few chores and play husband and Dad for 6 weeks before going back with a crack at Lime Rock, Watkins Glen and New Jersey Motorsport’s Lightning track.

Damn, but it has been a wonderful year.

Now, off to the UK and Europe for 10-13 events starting with Donington Historic, then off to Monaco as support for Marty Bullock and his Williams F1, Zolder, Lithuania (Kaunas), Latvia (Riga) and Sweden (Karlskoga).
Bugger me, but thats 5 events May 4th to mid June, 4 on consecutive weekends, and an 8000kms round trip!

Good that I enjoy a drive eh?.

Now for an aside.
You’ve heard of ‘man bags’. Louis Vuitton, Hermes, Yves St Laurent, Coach? Continue reading

Things that disturb sleep, or,… just ramblings

Here’s one for ya;

I’m heading through Colorado / Kansas.
The freeway is just going forever across the prairie.
There is nothing but recently planted wheat/barley in every direction, not a tree to any horizon, nor house. Just some huge grain silos, but appearing tiny, so far away.
Alongside the freeway is a “county road”, dirt, parallel to the freeway which goes to the horizon ahead, and behind me.
Except that it is green, it is desolate.
On the dirt road, walking, are two guys, with raggedy back packs and grab bags.
At 70mph, I’ve come and gone before it gets thought through.
I have found this to be oddly disturbing.
Where did they come from?
Where are they going?
How did they get there?
There’s no car on the dirt road, no helicopter or camera drone, so it isn’t an advert being filmed.
What would drive you to carry your possessions 20, 30,50 or more kms along a dirt road in the full sun?

Maybe they are hiking.
I’d think they’d find a more interesting hike, but,…… what do I know. Its 5 days ago, but it sits in my mind.

 

A day or two earlier, I passed a train. Wagons at the back are double size of the ones at the front. The amount of ft/lbs torque for getting this rolling is _________
There were more loco’s at the back, which is some way around the bend.
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Musings (of the maniac)

After driving past the Deeth Starr Valley (as alluded to in yesterdays post),  my  highly amused mind went wandering, imagining Mr Scott (Scottie in Startrek), Mel Gibson (as Braveheart), Billy Connelly or Sean Connery (as James Bond, “007 to my frrriendsss”) cast with a part in Star Wars, but playing typecast as their previous famous roles.

Well, maybe you needed to be there!

You know you’re out of Auckland when:
you set the gps for Salt Lake City and the first instruction is “after 832 kilometers, take the exit”. Just for fun, I googled the instruction list for the whole trip, to see how many instructions there were.
Only two lines; exit after 832 kms.
Then;  “at 800 metres, your destination is on the left”

Moments;
– Driving through Wyoming, listening to the radio and on comes; The Exponents!
– Utah Mountain radio announces the breakfast show, at 12:30pm
– A full size Norman castle, built on grassland fronting a small artificial lake (large pond?), in the Kansas plains. (And painted yellow!)

 

America: The Emeryson emigration!

The US Tour  (click for a map)

The trouble with looking at maps of the USA is, you need perspective!

Generally, we make assumptions about the distances from place to place based on where we live. In  Utah, there are big gaps between towns.

The Salt lake that  hosts the Bonneville speed event. Its 45 miles in a bullet straight line across the salt (75kms!). Then there is another 13 miles across the flats to the side of the valley. Its bloody MILES and miles on either side to anywhere else. It looked like Salt Lake City was about 10 miles away. Try 114 (175kms)!The 10hrs driving between Reno  Nevada and Salt Lake City Utah doesn’t go through too many big towns.

Winnamucca NV was one , but probably about the size of Taihape or Temuka.

Then there is Wyoming. A MOST beautiful state, but quite a drive to Laramie (remember the 60s series on TV?). Left my Stetson at home but found a cowboy bar anyhow (as you do). You start to get a bit breathless when doing anything resembling work but hadn’t realized that we are about 6000ft above sea level since Reno. The highest pass through the Rockies was 8600ft and lotsa snow still on the ground.

 

Anyhow, enough of the boring rubbish.

What about this place?

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Who d’you reckon lives up there?

(yes, its the opportunity for witty repartee in the comments).

Off I go. More soon.

Cheers and ciao

Well,…… I meant to get on this this a while ago, but,……

I guess motor racing got in the way……..

Jeez, where do we start; quick recap?

Fly, drive, strip car, drive, go racing at Monaco (still can hardly believe that), then drive, race, break, fix, drive, race, drink wine, beer, honey moon my beautiful and much appreciated wife, race some more, and finish off a wonderful year with a fabulous and “memorable for life”  run at Goodwood  and a wild fang in the wet at Spa Francorchamp.

Wow.

Then bundled up the wee beast to come back to New Zealand for the 5th leg of the 60th Jubilee Tour

6 weekends, 6 race meetings, the length of the country to traverse.

No worries!.

A fabulous contingent of good buggers came from the UK, Denmark, The Netherlands, Italy, USA, Canada and of course, our good mates from Australia.

 

For myself, it was a brilliant tour.

The Wee Warrior was a bit upset with me from time to time, with lots of tiny items breaking or failing just at the critical moment, but without those, where would there be a story to tell? Disasters read so much more exciting than,…. “got a good start and was never headed to win by 200metres”.

Quite the contrary, Jac Nellerman and I had great battles for race after race, joined by Mike Sexton who was a formidable challenge  before the unfortunate problems that befell the Gemini in the south island.

 

Long and short, another experience to live for and one I will treasure, and which meant we had to do more.

Yes fans,……. it’s a disease, an addiction (but legal, hee hee).

Onward ho, leg 6. The USA and Canada.

(next episode coming soon)