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So, the night was over for another
year. What looked likely to be a lovely Sunday had dawned as the race
reached and passed the half-way point. I now had to 'survive' until 7.30
when Ian or Robert would kindly return and take me back to Le Grand Lucé for
breakfast. I still had the camera going, of course.....
Having been ensconced in the pits
grandstand for several hours now, I decided it really was time to shift my weary
bones somewhere else. So I made my way out of the grandstand and walked
through the underpass and out on the other side onto the tribunes. I
managed to find myself quite a nice (if small and oversubscribed!) little spot
where I could actually avoid the debris fencing - and no, I'm not going to tell
you where it is, either...... (Knowing my luck it won't be there in
2007!).
Despite the relative lack of
light still at this time, I was able to get a few reasonable shots. There
would have been no chance of doing this a few years ago before I got my digital
SLR.
At this point I decided to turn
my attention to pit-callers. It's always been a good way to while away
some time, either during the night or in the early hours of the morning, when
the tribunes are relatively empty - watching the pits and waiting for the cars
to come in for regular (or not so regular stops).
I was now officially out for the
count so I made my way around the top of the Village to wait for Ian. He
duly arrived bang on time and we had a reviving cup of coffee before heading
back to Le Cheval Blanc for breakfast.
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