When the guard at the convenience store is not only wearing a bulletproof vest but also packing, you start to wonder about your choices leading up to that moment. Have you strayed into the wrong side of town? Should you be back in bed? What, exactly, am I doing here?
It was 3:15 in the morning–for me, at least, …
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Sounds like a great adventure
Wait till you go into your local public library and see the security Guard with a Glock 30 in a speed draw holster.
Be safe
I wish motorsport was more about AC sometimes...
Some of my best memories in this sport have been made on the way to an event or from it.
The NASCAB teams will have a real adventure next year going to Mexico City. Think we are going to pass on that opportunity. YRMV
Nah, Mexico City is not really an adventure. The track is good there and I've never had an issue as a marshal for a few races there. Now the haulers.....Different story. I wouldn't want to drive the cars there.
David,
As someone who lived in colorado springs for a few years and have been on that mountain many times, nothing you described surprised me. Especially the Circle K part.
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So, not my first press event by far. Usually they’re pretty nice–like cloth napkins for all meals.
This time, it was very much like camp: Grab anything you want from Circle K, but we gotta get going.
Totally fun and would do again, of course.
I’ll share some more photos in a few.
Driving up the mountain. This was the final practice day.
Possibly the greatest photo I have ever taken.
“That’s not going anywhere.”
Food unit and camera. A still life.
Don’t think I wrote about this. I took a day (well, part of a day) to do some sightseeing. This is in Garden of the Gods and then around 11 Mile Reservoir.
Doh, a deer. (That’s a deer, right?)
Now this is the Eleven Mile Reservoir area.
Rise and shine for race day!
And back to the Circle K. Sorry, I skimped on photos this morning.
Unloading once parked.
And, after some misunderstandings, down at Engineers Corner.
Keeping ourselves busy during the down times.
Packing out and heading back to the car.