A collection of my favourite and some unseen images from 2015.
Donington Historic Festival
Here’s to an even better 2016.
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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It gets great evening light, the road varies from the sparse valleys of Honister Pass to quaint Lake District scenes. It’s really a great place to shoot.
I decided now would be as good a time as any to get out of my car, and go for a walk. And I had a really great time of it. Summer really brings this place to life, all the fields surrounding the village are carpeted in buttercups, the trees and hedgerows are alive and green (for once).
Once you get on the hillside, there are some great views of the village and the surrounding fells, as well as some pretty neat waterfalls.
Sometimes things can hide in plain sight. Behind the Lodore Falls Hotel in Borrowdale, there’s a really great waterfall. I drive past the place fairly often, but until today I’ve totally ignored the waterfalls a short walk from the road.
Apparently the place can turn into a raging torrent after the rains, but it was pretty tame today, which let me climb around on the rocks without too much trouble.
It’s one of my new favourite places, so I’ll probably come back here a few times and see how much in changes. I think this place will look great in autumn, once the leaves are turning red. Although it was nice to see some greens in the Lakes! Sometimes this region can look a little bit dead.
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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