I also attended only one Great Auclum meeting and - somewhat disturbingly - remember very little about it except the feeling everywhere of confinement. The roadway was very narrow, largely overhung by trees and that first corner banking looked extremely abrupt and - frankly - as if it had been designed more by a landscape gardener than by an engineer, Brooklands-style. It did not appear to have smooth transitions.
I remember one single-seater went over the edge at the meeting I attended, but after a tyre smoking off-line entry to the corner - when being off-line on such a narrow course was itself quite ingenious - the car half-spun and ended up with only its rear wheels over the lip, from where it was retrieved - after some heaving and straining - by a team of burly marshals. At least, that's the image I retain.
It must have been around 1973 or '74, pre-kids anyway. Seeing that '74 was the last meeting that would explain why we went - feeling guilty that I'd never yet attended what amounted to our 'local' climb, and this would be our last chance to do so.
DCN
Edited by Doug Nye, 09 February 2021 - 09:00.