Club race pic's
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This is a good thread. I'm embarrassed I didn't notice it before. But anyway, these are photo's I've taken of state/Lower national competition I've been to this year. I'll try and keep most of it to classes unique to Australia.
A Historic meeting at Winton. 2 hours north north-east of Melbourne.
Victorian Rally Championship in Bairnsdale. 4 hours east of Melbourne.
HQ Holdens at Phillip Island.
Before
After
Commomdore Cup
A Historic meeting at Winton. 2 hours north north-east of Melbourne.
Victorian Rally Championship in Bairnsdale. 4 hours east of Melbourne.
HQ Holdens at Phillip Island.
Before
After
Commomdore Cup
Edited by 28jaguar on Friday 29th June 12:09
Loads of pictures from Donington today (Saturday 30 June 2012) here- http://s787.photobucket.com/albums/yy158/A9XXC/Don...
Rufus said:
FAO Srob, not sure if you know (or care!) but the yellow Lotus 11 that you pictured going over the bridge at Snetterton is actually owned and being driven by Clive Chapman, son of Colin.
Hi mate. Yep, we saw him there, he didn't stay for long though. Bit of a busman's holiday for him though, I guess 
I still think the 11 is one of the nicest sports racing cars from that era. We saw a fella unloading one out of a trailer in a service station en route to Le Mans a few years ago, so he could drive it the last bit. Looked so small in todays traffic, but hats off to him, it looked amazing
Chevron, very good pic's as usual! I was due to go to Goodwood on Friday but events unfolded against me, so I couldn't make it. Shame, with all the Lotus bits going on. Love the pic of the sculpture and the Lotus traffic jam!!
Cheers, guys - really pleased you've enjoyed the photos. Sadly I have a wedding and a stag do to attend over the next two weekends so won't be trackside until the Silverstone Classic. I'll be sure to pack the camera though!
The Lotus content at Goodwood was remarkable. Apparently CTL sent about 25 cars with a mechanic team of just 6! Talk about the loaves and the fishes!
Reference the Type 11, we saw that sat rather forlornly in the CTL workshop a couple of years ago. I understood it was a Chapman family hierloom (aren't they all?!) and was a slow-buring project. Looks like it's back on track and being driven as it ought to once again
The Lotus content at Goodwood was remarkable. Apparently CTL sent about 25 cars with a mechanic team of just 6! Talk about the loaves and the fishes!
Reference the Type 11, we saw that sat rather forlornly in the CTL workshop a couple of years ago. I understood it was a Chapman family hierloom (aren't they all?!) and was a slow-buring project. Looks like it's back on track and being driven as it ought to once again
chevronb37 said:
I believe this is the very same 11 at CTL. Amazing place!
I've never actually been around the place! We saw them unloading all the cars when they got back from Goodwood, and it was fun watching them do some shakedowns around the track before. It's a definate perk of the job to be able to nip outside at lunchtime, sit on the grass and watch them thrashing past
srob said:
chevronb37 said:
I believe this is the very same 11 at CTL. Amazing place!
I've never actually been around the place! We saw them unloading all the cars when they got back from Goodwood, and it was fun watching them do some shakedowns around the track before. It's a definate perk of the job to be able to nip outside at lunchtime, sit on the grass and watch them thrashing past
chevronb37 said:
Chaps,
Any interest in some photos and a write-up of the old Grand Prix circuit at Montjuic, near Barcelona? Not exactly club racing I'll admit...
Chev.
Yeah, bung them up mate!Any interest in some photos and a write-up of the old Grand Prix circuit at Montjuic, near Barcelona? Not exactly club racing I'll admit...
Chev.
To be honest, if I'd thought I should have called the thread "amateur motorsport pic's" or something. The intention was just a thread for us that stand on the banks taking pic's to put them
I'm quite happy to ask for a title change, if anyone thinks it's worth doing?
Here we go:
Since 1991 the Spanish Grand Prix has resided at the Circuit de Catalunya in Montmelo, about 30 minutes from Barcelona. It’s a tremendous modern race track with great spectating and facilities. In recent years it’s even produced some excellent racing in Grand Prix for both cars and motorcycles, and who can forget that iconic battle for supremacy between Senna and Mansell in 1991...?
Even closer to Barcelona, however, lay one of motor racing’s sternest challenges. Between 1969 and 1975, the Spanish Grand Prix alternated between Jarama near Madrid and the stunning parkland track at Montjuic, just outside Barcelona itself. Today Montjuic Park is a popular cultural and tourist destination, famous for hosting the 1992 Olympic Games.
Back in the 1960s and 70s it was a fearsome circuit – fast, tree-lined and taking place over public roads. It stood shoulder to shoulder with Spa, Silverstone and the Nurburgring as a high-speed challenge. Sadly Formula One stopped visiting after the tragic 1975 Grand Prix where Rolf Stommelen lost his rear wing; his Hill plunging into the crowd killing five spectators. This coming after serious controversy over the safety of Armco in 1973 threatened the running of the race at all.
Whether a legacy of that awful accident in 1975 or not, it appears Barcelona does little to celebrate its amazing circuit – despite the layout remaining almost entirely intact. Where once the F1 gladiators left the grid to do battle there is now a brass plaque illustrating the outline of the course and a list of those who conquered it. For the determined – and energetic – it is still possible to trace the route driven by one’s heroes. And so we took to our feet to try and unearth some of Montjuic’s secrets.
As a park, much of the course is lined with mature trees. The same ones would have mottled the light as Ickx, Stewart et al passed between them. The start took place at pretty much the highest point of the circuit, outside where now stands the Olympic stadium. The crest just past the stadium saw the cars airborne momentarily during flying laps. As tourists mill around with cameras, I wonder how many realise the drama which occurred under their feet forty years previously.
The pack dived through the trees off the grid and downhill towards the first left-hand hairpin at El Angulo de Miramar. The approach is a wide boulevard along the curving, undulating start/finish straight but narrows significantly at Miramar as the macadam plunges downhill. It puts one in mind of the Loews Hairpin at Monte Carlo with its extreme topography. The whole track is not dissimilar to Monaco, but significantly faster and more picturesque.
From Miramar, the drivers were locked into a series of sweepers heading downhill with a high rock face to the left hand side now concealed by dense foliage. Like everywhere at Monjuic this section would have rewarded maximum commitment but instantly punished any mistake. The route then emerges at another tight hairpin – this time turning right at the Rosaleda. If you look carefully, Gaudi’s masterpiece, the Basilica de la Sagrada Familia stands proudly in the distance on the skyline. I doubt Rindt and his charging colleagues had time to admire the viewed as they were hurled once more into fast, sweeping bends.
The course continues downhill past a small, pretty park – the tranquillity of its still pond juxtaposing against the violence of Grand Prix racing cars at maximum attack. Here the area becomes more built-up, passing enormous colonial-style palatial buildings as it continues its flat-out meander downhill. One final chute past the police station and the 90degree left-hander Guardia Urbana saw the cars hurtling onto the longest straight worthy of the name on the circuit – the Recta de las Fuentas. This broad boulevard is quite open with the grand conference centre sitting high up to the left hand side.
The Recta must have been enjoyed through gritted teeth as the left-hander which followed must have been one of the circuit’s most dramatic tests of nerve in a powerful 3.0L Grand Prix car. If it wasn’t flat out it probably just required a confidence lift to settle the car and then began the climb back uphill and among the avenue of trees once again. Breathless stuff. The light flickers as you pass between the trees in the bright sunshine. It’s narrow here and must have been fearsomely fast by 1975.
From here the brave pilots would have had no respite. The ribbon of macadam twists its way gently up the hill through a rousing set of sweepers following the natural contours of the ground beneath it. Emerging on high ground, the tortuously long and fast left-hander of Sant Jordi is today broken by a small roundabout, before continuing again apace towards that winding, diving start/finish straight.
Even as a mere pedestrian, it’s a wild rollercoaster of a ride. To have driven a 500bhp Grand Prix car around that track for two hours would’ve taken every gram of nerve and commitment. It’s no coincidence that Jackie Stewart was triumphant twice at Montjuic.
Today, the lack of celebration for the track is disappointing. It’s an area of tremendous interest and beauty and as a race track was the equal of just about any of its contemporaries. It would be nice to see the good folk of Barcelona doing more to celebrate that heritage. The ultimate irony of the place seemed to be that its quiet and relatively secluded nature had made it a Mecca for learner drivers. Every other vehicle contained an eager student learning their craft. If only they could’ve seen the warriors of forty years ago teaching the world how to drive.
Since 1991 the Spanish Grand Prix has resided at the Circuit de Catalunya in Montmelo, about 30 minutes from Barcelona. It’s a tremendous modern race track with great spectating and facilities. In recent years it’s even produced some excellent racing in Grand Prix for both cars and motorcycles, and who can forget that iconic battle for supremacy between Senna and Mansell in 1991...?
Even closer to Barcelona, however, lay one of motor racing’s sternest challenges. Between 1969 and 1975, the Spanish Grand Prix alternated between Jarama near Madrid and the stunning parkland track at Montjuic, just outside Barcelona itself. Today Montjuic Park is a popular cultural and tourist destination, famous for hosting the 1992 Olympic Games.
Back in the 1960s and 70s it was a fearsome circuit – fast, tree-lined and taking place over public roads. It stood shoulder to shoulder with Spa, Silverstone and the Nurburgring as a high-speed challenge. Sadly Formula One stopped visiting after the tragic 1975 Grand Prix where Rolf Stommelen lost his rear wing; his Hill plunging into the crowd killing five spectators. This coming after serious controversy over the safety of Armco in 1973 threatened the running of the race at all.
Whether a legacy of that awful accident in 1975 or not, it appears Barcelona does little to celebrate its amazing circuit – despite the layout remaining almost entirely intact. Where once the F1 gladiators left the grid to do battle there is now a brass plaque illustrating the outline of the course and a list of those who conquered it. For the determined – and energetic – it is still possible to trace the route driven by one’s heroes. And so we took to our feet to try and unearth some of Montjuic’s secrets.
As a park, much of the course is lined with mature trees. The same ones would have mottled the light as Ickx, Stewart et al passed between them. The start took place at pretty much the highest point of the circuit, outside where now stands the Olympic stadium. The crest just past the stadium saw the cars airborne momentarily during flying laps. As tourists mill around with cameras, I wonder how many realise the drama which occurred under their feet forty years previously.
The pack dived through the trees off the grid and downhill towards the first left-hand hairpin at El Angulo de Miramar. The approach is a wide boulevard along the curving, undulating start/finish straight but narrows significantly at Miramar as the macadam plunges downhill. It puts one in mind of the Loews Hairpin at Monte Carlo with its extreme topography. The whole track is not dissimilar to Monaco, but significantly faster and more picturesque.
From Miramar, the drivers were locked into a series of sweepers heading downhill with a high rock face to the left hand side now concealed by dense foliage. Like everywhere at Monjuic this section would have rewarded maximum commitment but instantly punished any mistake. The route then emerges at another tight hairpin – this time turning right at the Rosaleda. If you look carefully, Gaudi’s masterpiece, the Basilica de la Sagrada Familia stands proudly in the distance on the skyline. I doubt Rindt and his charging colleagues had time to admire the viewed as they were hurled once more into fast, sweeping bends.
The course continues downhill past a small, pretty park – the tranquillity of its still pond juxtaposing against the violence of Grand Prix racing cars at maximum attack. Here the area becomes more built-up, passing enormous colonial-style palatial buildings as it continues its flat-out meander downhill. One final chute past the police station and the 90degree left-hander Guardia Urbana saw the cars hurtling onto the longest straight worthy of the name on the circuit – the Recta de las Fuentas. This broad boulevard is quite open with the grand conference centre sitting high up to the left hand side.
The Recta must have been enjoyed through gritted teeth as the left-hander which followed must have been one of the circuit’s most dramatic tests of nerve in a powerful 3.0L Grand Prix car. If it wasn’t flat out it probably just required a confidence lift to settle the car and then began the climb back uphill and among the avenue of trees once again. Breathless stuff. The light flickers as you pass between the trees in the bright sunshine. It’s narrow here and must have been fearsomely fast by 1975.
From here the brave pilots would have had no respite. The ribbon of macadam twists its way gently up the hill through a rousing set of sweepers following the natural contours of the ground beneath it. Emerging on high ground, the tortuously long and fast left-hander of Sant Jordi is today broken by a small roundabout, before continuing again apace towards that winding, diving start/finish straight.
Even as a mere pedestrian, it’s a wild rollercoaster of a ride. To have driven a 500bhp Grand Prix car around that track for two hours would’ve taken every gram of nerve and commitment. It’s no coincidence that Jackie Stewart was triumphant twice at Montjuic.
Today, the lack of celebration for the track is disappointing. It’s an area of tremendous interest and beauty and as a race track was the equal of just about any of its contemporaries. It would be nice to see the good folk of Barcelona doing more to celebrate that heritage. The ultimate irony of the place seemed to be that its quiet and relatively secluded nature had made it a Mecca for learner drivers. Every other vehicle contained an eager student learning their craft. If only they could’ve seen the warriors of forty years ago teaching the world how to drive.
chevronb37 said:
I'm delighted either way. I think it's a great thread and love looking at everyone's photos from all over. Though I'm anxious it doesn't become the "Chevronb37 chats s
t at disinterested members" thread 
t at disinterested members" thread Not at all! To be honest I've barely had my money's worth out of my season ticket this year, had so many other commitments at weekends! Come later in the year I'll be back with a vengence!
Keep posting mate, I always look through your pic's as I@m sure loads of other people (who don't comment!) do too
Camera's fixed now Andy - so expect weekly hillclimb pictures from me again!
Here's some La Vien Bleu pics from a few weeks back;
Laguna BTCC by HillclimbNSprint
Old Alfa by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Tony Gomis' by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Renault 5 Turbo by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Veyron grand sport by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Porsche 911 by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Mick Harriman's Quattro by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Lovely little Ginetta by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Here's some La Vien Bleu pics from a few weeks back;
Laguna BTCC by HillclimbNSprint
Old Alfa by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Tony Gomis' by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Renault 5 Turbo by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Veyron grand sport by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Porsche 911 by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Mick Harriman's Quattro by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
Lovely little Ginetta by HillclimbNSprint, on Flickr
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