The FIA European Finals was Your Reporter's fourth weekend in five at the track. You might be forgiven for thinking that I was totally fed-up with drag racing by then, but actually I went into the race relaxed and looking forward to another four days of hard work.
So what was the trick? What started the process for me was attending the Run What You Brung, VW Action and Peak Performance Day the weekend before the Finals. With our coverage commitment very light on this weekend I could just please myself and what a leisurely weekend I had. If I fancied taking pictures then I took pictures (although I'll come back to that). If I fancied sitting and watching then I sat and watched. If I fancied wandering around the pits or visiting the Café for a twelve-inch hot dog then I wandered around the pits or visited the Café. To be at the track without the pressure of live coverage was a perfect tonic after the very busy weekends at Hockenheim and Tierp, and not for the first time I fell in love with the sport all over again. Saturday's RWYB gave way to the very enjoyable VW Action night session which also featured the Supercharged Outlaws, a class I adore, and the atmosphere that evening was excellent - I have said before and will likely say again that for atmosphere you can't beat a VW event. It's just one huge party, it's the law. Sunday's Peak Performance Day was a more serious affair but still very enjoyable.
Speaking of falling in love, I suspect that Kirstie has fallen head over heels with my pride and joy, a Nikon D3100 camera acquired as part of a sponsorship deal with Landmeco. As regular readers will recall, Kirstie's camera failed at Hockenheim and our good friend Markus Munch came to the rescue there. At Tierp I lent Kirstie my D3100 and she gave it back only reluctantly after prducing pictures of such quality that you would have thought that she had always been using the thing.
In the meantime our US Correspondent Ed O'Connell, upon hearing of the failure of Kirstie's camera at Hockenheim, parcelled up his spare Nikon body and lenses and air-mailed them across the Atlantic to us - how about that for friendship - but the gentlemen of HM Customs and Excise, who obviously didn't know who we are, retained the parcel until a hefty duty fee had been paid. In fact they took a very long time to bother telling us that they had the parcel and to demand the money. With my point-and-shoot camera out on loan Kirstie and I had one serious camera between us at the pre-Finals test weekend. It was all handled in the proper manner though, i.e. I did what Kirstie told me. We took turns with the camera and the only debate was over who photographed the Saturday night racing session; Kirstie won that particular battle of wills and there was a sound like velcro separating as I surrendered the camera to her that evening.
I had a day at home (although Mrs Tog wondered aloud why I didn't just stay at the track after the test weekend) and then drove back up to Santa Pod Raceway on the Tuesday, arriving just as the kettle boiled in the Barn. A number of the SPRC marshals were already there - in fact I don't think some of them had gone home since the weekend - and they were cheerfully busying themselves with various tasks from painting the start line area to changing bulbs on the scoreboard, pitting racers who were turning up very early, running the sweepers around the facility and so on.
Freshly-painted start line
I am not a big believer in standing watching others work, a peculiarly British phenomenon, but sometimes I think that the public should be invited in to Santa Pod just before a big event to see all the work which goes on, a lot of it by volunteers taking time off from their day jobs. The office was similarly a hive of activity. I ran the webcam for a few hours so that people could catch a glimpse of the work in progress and I played some of Gilbert and Sullivan's finest as a soundtrack. The latter inevitably generated some comment from the philistines amongst our viewership.
One very early and equally welcome arrival was the advance guard of the Andersen Racing Top Fuel Dragster team who have been much-missed this year. It was nice to have the time to shoot the breeze with Karsten Andersen; after a short while Rune Fjeld appeared and there was some very enjoyable banter between the pair of them including a superbly-worded cadge of a can of Danish beer by Rune. All of this was, of course, taking place in glorious weather which helped the relaxed air.
The Andersen Racing Top Fuel Dragster team arrived at Santa Pod on the Tuesday of Finals week
With Kirstie on her day job on the Wednesday it was down to Your Reporter to photograph the Pro Racer Test and Tune, so that was the day upon which my photographic skills, such as they are, deserted me. I don't photograph that often but you have days at the track when you get the shot even if you're not looking at the camera when you point it, but you also have days when you do everything correctly but the shots just don't work. The Test and Tune started in Column B and there was a lot of bad language. Cars and bikes were off-centre, I left it too late so that they spilled out of frame etc. After lunch I moved from the left lane to the right, because as the sun passes over the track the light goes from one lane to the other, and the photography picked up some from then on. It seems that I am a better photographer when vehicles are going left to right than I am when they are going right to left. These Test Days tend to be quite laid-back with some gaps between vehicles so it was a leisurely affair, again in nice weather.