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.
Edited by Doug Nye, 09 February 2021 - 09:00.