Le Mans 2007
From the 'better late than never' department we have some pictures and a few words from the family trip to the Le Mans 24 hour motor race. I've been with various people over the years, most notably cabin-boy Mat who couldn't make it this year. However, my brother came over with his girlfriend, my girlfriend Mary came along with her brother Steve and our brother in law (also Steve) rounded out the numbers.
The theme this year was rain, we saw plenty of it on the way down (apart from when I ran out of petrol 2 kms from the service station.....)
Here is a misplaced boat pikey, somewhere in France....
We pitched camp about 2 minutes before a deluge came down. Mary had brought a gazebo and it did stirling work keeping the elements out (well almost)
On the morning of the first day there, the others had gone shoping, Mary and I heard a crash and some shouting and the gazebo had broken free of its moorings and toppled over. We spent the next hour or so jury rigging the remains and anchoring it down with some tyres 'retrieved' from an old crash barrier. These two pictures show how things ended up - not pretty, but it worked.
On the friday afternoon we walked around the pits as they had an open day. It rained. A lot. Here I am after a small shower, it got much worse.
And here at last is an Aston we can all afford...
We went down to the Houx Annex roundabout on friday evening to watch the customary high jinks. There was one boat there anyway, so its in keeping with the blog theme.
Here are some more general pictures, including a riot control truck that some guys had trailered down from the UK just for friday night. I admire that sort of dedication.
Saturday saw the race start at 3:00pm, after watching that we adjourned to the campsite for some 'refreshments'. After a few Babychams I decided to fire up the Cerbera - a small crowd had gathered by then and we spent a happy few minutes just listening to the engine run...
Saturday night saw the now traditional pump action shotgun activities....
We went on the ferris wheel, here is the view of the racetrack from the top,
...and here is Steve (brother in law) looking how he felt - classic picture. My brother is trying to find a way out.
Anyhoo, there is more I could write, but I suspect my sister and parents will read this, so 'what goes on tour stays on tour'.
It rained all the way back to Dunkerque - all the way......
but despite missing our ferry, we all made it home.
Next week life at a different pace as we take 14 hours to travel in IRIS from Reading to Newbury.
From the 'better late than never' department we have some pictures and a few words from the family trip to the Le Mans 24 hour motor race. I've been with various people over the years, most notably cabin-boy Mat who couldn't make it this year. However, my brother came over with his girlfriend, my girlfriend Mary came along with her brother Steve and our brother in law (also Steve) rounded out the numbers.
The theme this year was rain, we saw plenty of it on the way down (apart from when I ran out of petrol 2 kms from the service station.....)
Here is a misplaced boat pikey, somewhere in France....
We pitched camp about 2 minutes before a deluge came down. Mary had brought a gazebo and it did stirling work keeping the elements out (well almost)
On the morning of the first day there, the others had gone shoping, Mary and I heard a crash and some shouting and the gazebo had broken free of its moorings and toppled over. We spent the next hour or so jury rigging the remains and anchoring it down with some tyres 'retrieved' from an old crash barrier. These two pictures show how things ended up - not pretty, but it worked.
On the friday afternoon we walked around the pits as they had an open day. It rained. A lot. Here I am after a small shower, it got much worse.
And here at last is an Aston we can all afford...
We went down to the Houx Annex roundabout on friday evening to watch the customary high jinks. There was one boat there anyway, so its in keeping with the blog theme.
Here are some more general pictures, including a riot control truck that some guys had trailered down from the UK just for friday night. I admire that sort of dedication.
Saturday saw the race start at 3:00pm, after watching that we adjourned to the campsite for some 'refreshments'. After a few Babychams I decided to fire up the Cerbera - a small crowd had gathered by then and we spent a happy few minutes just listening to the engine run...
Saturday night saw the now traditional pump action shotgun activities....
We went on the ferris wheel, here is the view of the racetrack from the top,
...and here is Steve (brother in law) looking how he felt - classic picture. My brother is trying to find a way out.
Anyhoo, there is more I could write, but I suspect my sister and parents will read this, so 'what goes on tour stays on tour'.
It rained all the way back to Dunkerque - all the way......
but despite missing our ferry, we all made it home.
Next week life at a different pace as we take 14 hours to travel in IRIS from Reading to Newbury.
posted by flatplane8 at 7:54 PM
3 Comments:
Did you see any other bogans?
Dave
It was a bogan-fest, more than you could shake a stick at. :)
But bet none of them were boganing around in a yellow banana car!
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