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A collection of my favourite and some unseen images from 2015.
Donington Historic Festival
GT Open
Here’s to an even better 2016.
This was my first time at the Goodwood Festival of Speed, working for the fantastic folks at Petrolicious. You can see my coverage with them here.
Since the dust settled the other week, I’ve been trying to put the Goodwood Festival of Speed in to context with some other events I’ve worked at.
It’s this truly magical concoction of car, driver, and crowd. And an amazing venue. Cars that won concours are taken away from their stands and are taken to the start line, marked with original bricks from Indianapolis, and then cajoled up the hill by some absolute legends. Not every car makes it to the finish line. Case in point – the 1989 Le Mans GTP winning 767b found its demise at the end of some hay bales. But that’s no big deal at Goodwood, just tidy it up and send the next legendary car.
It’s this spirit that makes the Festival great. It’s not the suits and ties, the tuxedos, the designer watches; it’s the love and fascination with the machines that move us. The ones that made history on the ribbons of tarmac that we revere. The brave souls who piloted unimaginably fast cars for their time.
The fire, the fuel, the grit. It’s a celebration and a monument in its own right. And I’ll be back next year for sure.
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The 2012 Britcar 24H was the first ever 24 hour race I photographed. It was quite refreshing to come back to it with a few years’ more experience under my belt and see if I could improve on my work from three years ago
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The most striking thing about Rockingham this weekend wasn’t the rare May heat and sunshine, or even the great racing – it was the echo of the engines bouncing off the grandstands as the GT machinery tore around the circuit.
See, Rockingham is the only oval speedway circuit in the UK; one of only two in Europe. It’s special. From the main grandstand, you can see across the entire circuit. I can’t think of any other track in the UK that gives you such a good view of the racing.
Which was, as usual for the British GT, fantastic.
This was my first time at Rockingham, and I came to the event expecting the infield to be relatively unchallenging for the GT machinery. Boy, was I wrong. The mixture of low speed, technical corners, often had the cars sliding on the exits. It really separated the men from the boys.
The high kerbs on the final chicane had the cars skipping around on the track.
The infield also had a lot more elevation change than I was expecting, with a few crests here and there.
Also, luckily, the fire came out of the right holes this time!
Watch out for Part 2, where I bring details from the pits and paddock.
Here are a few more images from the event:
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I’m glad Sunday is over. Intense does not accurately sum up what we endured at 14,000ft.
I think the bikes stole the show; they were fortunate enough to run with clear blue skies. The clouds rolled in quickly.
It made for some spectacularly moody images.
And the resulting weather hampered running considerably. Romain Dumas unfortunately fell in a bad spot of weather, hampering his run.
Less so than Jean-Phillipe Dayraut, in the Dacia Duster. He met his fate in the Boulder Park.
Rhys Millen had a safer run, and made it to the top slightly faster than Dumas. He took his first win, after many years of trying.
I’ll be back next year. I feel like the mountain has much more to give than it shown me on Sunday. Hopefully next year, the race to the clouds will be to fluffy white clouds, not a lightning storm.
The weekend is over. 3 days on track, pouring rain. My feet and legs still hurt. It was probably the best experience I’ve ever had with a camera strapped around my neck.
The pitlane is an insane hive of activity. It was a shock, and provided more feeling and emotion than I have ever witnessed during a drift event. And this was only a small portion of what I did.
I saw people I raced with a decade ago, alongside an international grid of drivers.
I look back at what I have created this weekend and I can’t help but smile.
Best. Weekend. Ever.