Wednesday, September 30.

I finished my drive north to Montrey and Carmel-By-The-Sea this morning to connect with a group of Trumph enthusiasts that had, among their number, John McCartney. John is from the UK and has driven, up, down, across and through the United States and Canada, raising awareness of, and funds for, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder charities. This last run along the Pacific Coast Highway was the last leg of his epic 3-month, 12,000 mile journey.


John’s story is told here: http://www.triumphtransamerica.org.uk/
John, at his finale:

It was lovely to meet up with other Triumphs today. You see: I’m not the only one wth this interest.
The Pacific Coast Highway is one of those roads that lives up to its reputation. We were blessed with a 75-degree, fog-free day with a cloud-free sky. Perfect.
Togther, 30 Triumphs rode in caravan along US1 and made quite a sight.

This is the kind of road these cars were built for. It gave me a real sense of ‘Mission Accomplished’ though in a few days, I have to retrace my steps, all 3,100 of them. Perhaps avoiding the Straight of Oklahoma (NOT OK).
The rest of the day was relaxed, with unpacking and laundry. On Thursday, the real fun begins with Autocrossing. In this sport, people drive fast cars very quickly indeed around tight, convoluted courses defined by orange cones. You race solo (one car on the track at a time) and for 90 seconds it is all hell and fury: slaloms, chicanes and tight turns. Some are extremely good at it.
Driving is like sex and writing – everyone thinks they are above average. Autocross is a timed race and my times have been very humbling. The cars are all competing in like-for-like classes and it’s really quite exciting. This is a big ‘underground’ motorsport across the country, mostly in highly modified modern cars.