1967
Okay, I'll try to make this not too long and not too short ...
The back story: Model cars transitioned to slotcars which raised questions of authenticity which were investigated in Road & Track magazine which held F1 in the highest regard. So I would be absorbing F1 at the magazine stand circa 1964. The great stories of Lotus raiding Indy (winning in 1965) and Ford raiding LeMans (winning in 1966) were increasingly fascinating. TV broadcasts of races were almost nonexistent so a few minutes of black and white highlights 2 or 3 weeks after the event was manna from heaven. I especially recall the 1965 LA Times GP at Riverside for the biggest sportscars. The field included the top guys from F1, Indy, LeMans and west coast sportscar specialists. IIRC Hap Sharp in a Chaparral won and Jim Clark was second using a grossly over-matched Lotus 40 - Ford.
When the FIA doubled the F1 displacement limit the cars which had been the soul of svelte efficiency became menacing angry beasts that demanded ever-wider tires. Thanks, Dad, for taking me to my first F1 race at Watkins Glen, NY. Won by Jim Clark's Lotus, it was the only win using the BRM H16 so at least I got that going for me, which is nice. That year, 1966, was populated with greatly differing designs which was a delight. The Brabham was the simplest design and the most reliable and won handily which was a shock given the widespread assumption that Lotus or Ferrari couldn't lose. That was great fun but in 1967 could we please return to winners who were, well, grander?
Initially, the answer was quite the opposite. As the season opener at Kyalami wound down it appeared that the winner would be Rhodesia's John Love who was a local field-filler. His Tasman series Cooper-Climax had to refuel 8 laps from the finish, relinquishing first place to Pedro Rodriguez's Cooper-Maserati. So the cars' fragility, the teams' insufficient preparation and the designs' imperfections were almost humiliatingly evident. But it was gripping unpredictable theatre.
A new GP winner was welcomed home for the second race in a row at Monaco. This time it was Brabham's employee, Denny Hulme from New Zealand. Lorenzo Bandini's Ferrari crashed and burned at the chicane. I believe it was televised live on ABC. It was revolting. It was real. High stakes, I get it.
F1 shifted up a gear when the Lotus transporter pulled into Zandvoort. Behold: the Lotus 49 built around Keith Duckworth's Cosworth V8 with Jim Clark and Graham Hill at the wheel. Amateur hour was over. The professionals returned to winning form.
But not yet dominating form. The Lotus-Cosworth was formidable but by no means bullet-proof. At Spa-Francorchamps the Brit-designed California-built Eagle-Weslake V12 took its single victory in the hands of everyone's favourite, Dan Gurney. The most beautiful car on the most beautiful track. Perfection.
On the underwhelming Bugatti circuit at LeMans Jack Brabham won maintaining a strong challenge for the title.
At Silverstone Graham Hill's Lotus broke but Jim Clark won. There was order in the cosmos.
Use of the term "nordschleife" was not widespread at the time perhaps because there was no other variation in use (sigh). Denny Hulme won the German GP there that day and all the credibility he would ever need.
Next race was the first Canadian Grand Prix, which was held at Mosport Park in the rain. Man, those roostertails! Brabham won again - he was tenacious. I stood in the pit lane at an F1 race. I touched a Lotus 49. I could have said something to a driver if I could have spoken. Eleven years later I raced there so, yeah, you could say it had an effect.
What a great race at Monza. I always held John Surtees in the highest regard so when he chose the less-slippery line through the Parabolica to win the Italian GP it was the cherry on the top of a tasty year. It so happened, to be precise, that he was in a Lola powered by Honda. Had this great race been televised, I have no doubt that the director would have completely missed Clark's full lap comeback, his greatest drive.
As the US GP at Watkins Glen neared its end anyone could see that Jim Clark's rear suspension was no longer fully attached. Actually, the same thing happened to me. I went off in half a lap. He won. There will be no more comparisons.
The title decider was at the Mexico City track that was used in the eighties. Clark needed a Team Brabham collapse which didn't happen. Jack needed Denny to not show up for work or to simply shortchange his equipment. Neither happened. Denny Hulme was Champion. Jack Brabham was a fairplay sportsman and a handy one. And Jim Clark was NOT simply the best. He was poised to rise above Fangio and Nuvolari.
So the most enjoyable F1 season yet for me was over. I could ask for no more.
Then, very late in the year, John Frankenheimer's "Grand Prix" in "Cinemascope" came to the Park Theatre in London, Ontario, Canada.
And I saw it a number of times.
And I'm now very much the same person who walked out of that theatre.
Thanks for reading.