August Bank holiday weekend and it’s the Oulton Park HSCC Gold Cup, three days of old car racing. The brilliant summer weather had come to an end and the forecast wasn’t good.
Saturday is practice and is always the quietest day, the only bonus being – it’s cheaper to get it. The forecast also showed the best weather of the weekend, the rest just showed rain.
Getting the car out in the rain wasn’t what I’d expected, but it was due to brighten up later. Picking up a mate, we headed to the petrol station and off we went down the M6. The engine soon warmed up, so we were able to enjoy the quiet journey down to Cheshire, with a breakfast stop at McDonalds on the way.
It got a bit warm in the car on the way, as I hadn’t had time to get heater repaired since I last used it, although I had checked what was wrong. A flapper box spring had broken. I bought two new springs from Porsche centre Bolton a couple of weeks ago to fix the problem. Good job the windows work.
Upon arrival at Oulton Park we were waved onto the Porsche Club GB stand along with about 40 other assorted Porsches. The rain was still coming down, but the sky was brightening up, so it was on with our coats before wandering off. We did attempt to get a coffee in the Porsche Club event marquee, but they were having a few problems with the machine.
The cars could already be heard going round the track, so we went straight to the pit wall to watch some of the action. The paddock was pretty busy with cars being prepared for the track. From early single seat, to 80s touring cars, with everything else in between, it’s always great to get close up.
As well as the racing action, there were plenty of car clubs to have a look round. Probably not as many as will be there on Sunday and Monday, but well worth a wander round all the same.
The sun did come out later in the afternoon, which made the racing even faster on the dry track. It also made our run home even better.
The Gold Cup meeting is great if you prefer watching older cars and the run to Oulton Park isn’t too far from home. It’s just another excuse to get the car out.