Posted 03 October 2002 - 00:13
In the 1968 London-Sydney Marathon, there was an accident that robbed Lucien Bianchi and Jean-Claude Ogier in their Citroen DS 21 of an outright win.
The London-Sydney Marathon of 1968 used a 16,000 kilometre course that followed the heroic concept of travelling from one side of the world to the other.
This original race ran through England, France, Italy, Yugoslavia, Bulgaria, Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan, West Pakistan and India, before cars were transported from Bombay to Fremantle for the crossing of Australia.
There were ninety eight starters, seventy two reached Bombay and finally, only fifty six made it to Sydney.
Ford made the biggest effort to win, with teams of Lotus-Cortinas from Britain, Taunus 20 MRS models from Germany and Falcon GT's from Australia. It was a Lotus-Cortina that led for most of the event, with Englishman Roger Clark and Swede, Ove Andersson sharing the driving. They were first to Bombay, and led across the Nullarbor until valve trouble stopped them near Port Augusta.
A cylinder head swap (which put another team car out of the event), kept Clark and Andersson running until a differential failure near Omeo in Victoria halted the car again. They finished tenth.
A German Ford driven by the Swedish topliner, Simo Lampinen and Begian, Gilbert Staepelaere, took over the lead, only to bend its suspension through the rugged Flinders Ranges of South Australia and then crash in southern New South Wales, with the finish less than half a day away.
It was a topsy-turvy event. The Belgian, Lucien Bianchi, inherited the lead in a Citroen DS21 and had the Marathon won, with less than 200 klms. of non-competitive motoring to go to the finish. But with Bianchi asleep and his French co-driver Jean-Claude Ogier at the wheel, the Citroen became involved in a head-on collision with a private car near Nowra.
Instead of collecting the £10,000 first prize, Bianchi gained a plaster cast on a broken leg.
Paddy Hopkirk remembers..."After we crossed the Australian Alps, and just before the last lap of the great Marathon road ran northward up the coast to Sydney, the great city on the eastern coast of Australia, the saddest accident of the whole Marathon happened. Lucien Bianchi was leading, and was all set to be an easy winner. We were approaching Nowra, some 110 miles from Sydney and the last control point but one. Suddenly the road ahead of us was blocked. We screeched to a halt. There lay Bianchi's Citroen, wrecked. Near it was a Mini, it's engine blazing. The driver, Jean-Claude Ogier, was unhurt, and was desperately looking for a fire extinguisher. Lucien was injured and trapped in the tangled wreckage of his car. The driver of the Mini was also trapped - with flames roaring inches from him. I grabbed the fire extinguisher we carried, and soon had the flames out.
Alec and Tony helped Jean-Claude to try to free the trapped men, while I raced back down the road to a place where there were a lot of spectators. Several of them piled into the 1800, and others leapt into their own cars, and we roared back along the road. Soon a way was cleared. While the other men helped with the wreckage, Alec, Tony and I set off on a double mission - to reach Nowra in time, and to get an ambulance for Lucien. We reached the control point with one minute to spare, and an ambulance was quickly on the way. Lucien soon recovered, but was tragically killed only three months later while practicing for the 24 hour race at Le Mans.
We were all saddened as we set off on the last few miles, but this kind of accident can happen in a rally. I have seen a driver lead all the way - and crash 200 yards from the finish. You see, it takes a great deal of luck, as well as skill, to come out top in rallying. Our sad feelings were forgotten for the moment as we reached Sydney on Tuesday, 17 December. We were the first car to arrive, and we had a fantastic welcome. The people of Sydney had turned out in their thousands to cheer us in. The cheers went on as more cars arrived."
Apparently, the local police had not done enough to control spectator cars. Many rumours spread about the Mini. True or not, it was a fact that police had done nothing to control spectator cars.
Hopkirk, a personal friend of Bianchi - who was later to die in a road racing accident - was even further upset by the way the police again haunted the Marathon field throughout the slow drive up the Princes Highway to the finish at Warwick Farm. At that magnificent now-dead race circuit, he parked the weary Austin 1800 to allow the winner, Andrew Cowan, six points ahead, to drive in to his hero's welcome. To the press, Hopkirk spoke bitterly about police 'Gestapo' and 'Nazi' and then drove off sadly to his hotel. He was not to compete again in Australia - a country he loves - until the next Marathon in 1977.
Warren