Well, a small, but perfectly formed bunch assembled for a weekend of fun in the, er, mostly sun at Cadwell. Sadly we were short of the King of the Mounting who had to withdraw due to a bad back, and a bunch of people who decided that anything else was better than being at Cadwell..... oh and Paul who as we all know was on a free holiday.....
Practice
The track wasn't completely dry for qually, but it was mostly there although the times were fairly slow, due to probably a combination of a slightly damp track and wind (no, not the drivers.....). I managed to encounter quite a lot of traffic considering the length of the lap and the rather compact grid, but managed to get a couple of OK laps, way off my best. The car felt OK, but for some reason, I didn't feel able to really push, a problem I've had since getting the car back last year. In the end, Bill Cowley caught me and I was about to duck into his slipstream for a tow round when he saw through my cunning plan and backed off. So It was P1 and P3 for Bill, P2 and P1 for Mark and P3 and P2 for me, with the evergreen Rod Hill P4 for both races, his new front wing again working well.
Race 1
Obs they called us to the grid just as it started to rain properly..... would it last, did we have time to change..... what to do??? In the end, I changed to wets (thanks for the help Ed and Andrew) and was the last one into the collecting area. It turned out that half the grid were on wets and the other half on slicks. Lights out and I got a dreadful bogged down start and ended up behind Bill, Bob, who got away like a streak of lightening, Mark and Rod. Damn. I closed down Rod on and squeezed past between the two Charlies..... configure your own joke if you must.... and then closed down Mark. When I caught him it looked as though he had a puncture or something wrong with the offside rear wheel and, indeed he did, with the wheel not having been properly fitted during the change to wets. I crept past Mark between the two Charlies again, which was becoming a favourite spot for me.... and then set about closing down Mr Simpson. It took a lap or so before I managed to go around the outside at Mansfield to take 2nd. Bill by this time was in Louth having a comfy post race drink.... or may as well have been, so, given the volume of oil that had been laid on top of the water, I settled for a fairly comfortable 2nd place.
Race 2
The clouds were starting to build again, but this time we were more troubled by perspiration than by precipitation. I got a better start and went side by side with Mark through Copice and Charlies 1 before he got ahead on the entry to Charlies 2. I gave chase, but then the SC boards came out..... despite the car in question not being in a dangerous place (2/3rds of the way down the straight and on the left hand side). We trawled around looking very F1 but being fairly bored until the SC pulled off and we were up and running again for three laps. All in all a bit of a waste of time. Well done to Mark for the win and to Bill for giving spirited chase despite loosing a splitter....
So another long(ish) break until Donington where, hopefully, everyone will have finished their knitting and be ready to race again.