While searching for local Rally-x events online I stumbled across the Northwest Rally council's website. They host monthly road rallies they describe as non-performance driving events.
Non. Performance. Driving.
Jokes aside it actually seemed pretty interesting. $20 for a good Friday night of driving. Being the kind of guy who will race anything anywhere I signed up. I opted to navigate and enlisted one of my fellow autocross buddies to drive. We rolled up to the meet site in a BMW M3 with an open mind, a stopwatch and a notebook full of average speed calculations.
The website stated that we would meet in the parking lot and gave an address. We got there and found that it was a six story parking structure. Thanks for being specific...
we finally found them and wandered into the crowd looking for whoever was in charge. There was a guy wearing an event staff T-shirt, but he wasn't event staff. he was just a guy competing who decided an event-staff shirt would be a good idea. this isn't starting out well...
We finally find the place to register get our car number on a crappy curled up magnetic 6 inch square and sit through the driver's meeting which explains exactly nothing.
My driver turns to me and says "this seems like something James May would enjoy."
Knowing basically nothing we pulled up to the starting line. The starter leans into my window and states "That number is going to fall off."
"uh... You gave it to me." "you didn't bring any tape?" I read everything on the website so that I would arrive prepared. they didn't mention anything about tape.
my driver says: "my tape is in my autocross car." the starter sticks his head into the window. "THIS IS NOT AN AUTOCROSS, THIS IS NOT A RACE!"
at this point I'm already ready to call it a night and go play some forza, but we'd driven over an hour to get here and paid the registration fee. so I just nodded. He passed in a loose pile of papers with route notes printed on them.
"you don't have a clipboard?"
"nobody said anything about a clipboard..."
"pfffttt... Good luck." he mutters as he waves us out.
The race had begun and I was just glancing at the pace notes. We were both ready to throw the car in reverse and back over the starter machinegun joe style.
The rally notes were written in a manner to intentionally confuse you, and given the quality of their "helpful" instructions you can guess how indecipherable these were.
I'll skip ahead to be polite to you here. we finished last in class due to missing the final checkpoint. Why would you put a black checkpoint sign behind a bush at night? That's just stupid...
Then we got stuck behind a freight train for 10 minutes and our average speed was just shot to hell. we finally arrived at the finish point, a pizza place.
one of the other competitors asked us if we'd be back for the next event.
"I don't know."
"well did you have fun?"
I don't know"
I've had a few days to think about it now and I still don't know. This was an event that they called a novice orientated event. I'd hate to see something not geared towards new people.
TSD rally seems a bit like the missionary position. It's only exciting if you've never done anything else.
I've also walked away with a greater appreciation for the clubs I've raced with in the past, including the NWR SCCA whom I've been auto crossing with this season. seeing how easy it is to screw up an night of driving, to make me hate my own hobby, has filled me with respect for the people, many of whom are volunteers, who enable us to do what we love.
I don't know where I'm going with this. I just wanted to say this all out loud.