Driving School & Testing @ Lime Rock

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On the first of July, 2001, we headed to Lime Rock, CT so Bobbie could attend the Skip Barber Advanced Driving School.  (What a natural she was :-) )  While she was in class, I took the Cobra out and did a little testing on the main track.  Here are the pics.  Scroll down to learn more about the trip!

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We started off on Sunday morning and got a flat on trialer on the New Jersey Turnpike.  The first jack wouldn't work, but fortunately the truck jack took care of things.  While trying to get the first jack to work, I had to unload the scooter and the Cobra.  Did I mention that I had to remove our suitcases from the dually to even reach one of the jacks?  So, now the scene goes like this:  Suitcases on the median, a scooter parked behind the trailer, a Cobra sitting on the side of the road and Bobbie sitting in a folding chair inside the trailer with the doors to it wide-open.  Can you say "white trash"?   It looked like we lived in the median.   (I ended up replacing all the tires on the trip just to be safe).  Unfortunately the traffic around New York was miserable and the 6.5-7 hour trip took nearly 12 hours.  No fun.

We finally rolled in and found our hotel in Connecticut and Bobbie started her class early the next morning.  Ironically, she ended up with Terry Earwood, the same instructor that Harry and I had 14 years ago!  Bobbie had a great time in her classes.  There aren't many pictures of her since I didn't want to disturb her class.  Bobbie adds:  the main goal going in (since I didn't know what to expect) was to not embarrass myself.  Not only did I achieve that goal, I was actually good at many of the manuevers.  I can't say enough great things about the organization of our the school and the incredible skills of our five instructors.   The days were very fast-paced.  Much information was presented and we were expected to execute the skills then and there.  It was really a lot of fun.  I wish I were back on the autocross driving throught the chicanes again!  I can't wait to take my next class.  

The whole area had neat cars and the track was busy with people testing cars for the upcoming SCCA race.  Look at the pictures and you can see a Ferrari 308 and a Dino that a guy had just bought that day.  And that was just in the parking lot of the hotel.  When I came over to admire one guys Aston-Martin he graciously allowed me to take his $175,000 car for a ride.  I declined, but it wasn't easy!

Tuesday meant more class for Bobbie and play time for me!  The guys on the track were serious about getting ready for their race:   on the first turn of the practice sessions I already had guys trying to take the inside line!  The track was very slippery from rain, dirt, and stay-dri.  I ended up spinning twice, but it actually helped since it let me learn some more about the car.

It was a fun time and Bobbie learned a lot.   The trip back was long again and we got to stop off and see the Kanes the next day before dropping the Cobra back off at Bryan Dobyns Motorsports for some more minor work.