After the disappointing result on the previous HRCR round, The Vale
of Clwyd Classic, it was time to take action. I have had very limited driving
experience on loose surfaces which meant a real lack of confidence when
tackling tests and regularties at speed on gravel and this, I believe, is what
has let us down previously.
Enter Guy Woodcock renowned rally driver, navigator
and rally route coordinator extraordinaire!
Prior to scuitneering
for The Throckmorton Challenge Mr Woodcock and I took the Tr4 for a drive to
hopefully improve my car handling. I was nervous about sitting with someone
with such credentials, I was worried that he would want me to go faster than I
felt comfortable with. I couldn’t have been more wrong and I was soon at ease
behind the wheel, pushing the car harder then I ever had before, with
complete control and learning some invaluable tips. Although, I didn’t
emerge from the experience unscathed, I gained a small scrape across the
forehead, from a rogue branch that entered through the car’s open window,
during a demonstration of a 360 around a bush; it seemed a small price to pay!
The real question was would I be able to put it all into practice
during the real thing.
Preparation for the Throckmorton Challenge was, compared
to previous rounds, relatively stress free, with no map plotting required and,
as we were to receive half the route book in the morning, we were able to have
a pleasant evening catching up with rally friends new and old.

A very good start for us but the real trial for me was about to
start with five tests back to back at an Airfield near Throckmorton Village.
With all that space available, the tests were quite long and pretty intense
with a lot of stop astrides and cones to navigate around. We were second
fastest in our class for the first two tests, third for the next two and then
slowest in our class for the last one, but as we were only 16 seconds slower
than the fastest overall car, I wasn’t too disappointed!
A brief coffee halt
with another good look at the second road book was most welcome especially as
the adrenaline from trying to push myself harder on the tests was coursing
through me.
Results published up to MC2 at the coffee halt revealed that we
were up to 7th overall, the highest we have ever managed to
climb up the leaderboard, and although an achievement, no real
celebration as it was too early on in the day.
Two more tests on the
airfield followed before we were out on another regularity, this time a
descriptive regularity off speed tables. Elise really did seem on top form on
this reg and we only picked up six seconds over the five controls, despite a
wild timing panic from me half way through, for no good reason I should add,
which earned me a talking ban for the rest of the reg! I was only trying to
help! Before we could blink we were back at the airfield ready for seven
more of the back to back tests, now just to confuse everyone, the tests were
very similar to the previous ones with most of the cones in the exact same
places but some had different routes around them or directions to take. A very
confusing tactic played by the organisers which unfortunately we did fall foul
of. For the first time ever we completed a wrong test, completely by accident
taking the wrong direction around two cones, it wasn’t until the end of the
test that Elise realised our mistake correcting us just before we took the
wrong side of another cone but it was too little too late and the Marshal, as
judge of fact, ruled a wrong test.

Results to lunch confirmed our fears as we had dropped
down to 25th overall. However we did enjoy a very pleasant
lunch of soup and sandwiches and decided that with just two regularities to
finish the event and the sun beginning to dry everything out, we would put our
all into the afternoon anyway.
The first of the afternoon regularities was
another descriptive with speed tables and Elise was really showing what she was
made of as a navigator once again by clearing the first timing point then
picking up just four seconds over the final three. Our hearts did stop when we
got stuck behind a lady trying to park a caravan in a lane but luckily it was
very close to the end of the regularity and there were no more marshals to be
found.
The highlight of Throckmorton for me has always been the last
regularity, held on the airfield, and therefore private land, which means that
controls are not restricted like they are on the roads where they have to be at
least two miles apart, and the organisers can put as many or as few as they
like, depending on how mean they are feeling!
It started off on the open airfield with average speeds around
the 30 MPH mark which meant that you really had to push between controls to
catch up time because another control could literally be just around the
corner. The first control was sneakily hidden behind a wall , we dropped three
seconds at this one, the next two controls were pretty close together but we
managed to catch up as best we could dropping two then four second at each of
these. Then the average speed dropped to 18 MPH and we knew from previous years
that we were entering a complicated maze of roads and the route, although not
the same as before, would definitely get interesting.
I may have preempted this a little,
as we came across a control just before the twisty bit, and we were seven
seconds early. There were two more controls and not a lot of distance to
squeeze these in, so despite the slower speeds I was really having to push to
get back on time in between them and Elise was trying to focus on going the
right way as well as sort out the timing. Therefore when, after the last
control, Elise claimed that we had dropped just three seconds at the
penultimate control and cleared the last one, I was less than convinced and
promised her that if she was, by some miracle, correct I would buy her a large
glass of wine!
I did buy her a large glass wine!
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