The
Powderham Rally of Devon by Bernard Northmore
Wes had told me after the Gremlin
that the Powderham would be a doddle. To put it simply ... he lied.
It all started fairly comfortably
with a couple of tests in the grounds of Powderham Castle, then out to a local
farm for some more - a bit of an organisational problem there in that we all had
to go round twice on one test in particular and incurred a lot of delays waiting
for everyone to get through. Navigation was pretty straightforward; we'd been
given the route the night before, and it was just map references with approaches
and departs.
Over to Crealy Adventure centre
for a test on one of their car parks - very loose gravel indeed; Wes did well to
keep control throughout. Then the first regularity, plot and bash - a handful of
map references with approaches and departs and a single speed change at an
Intermediate control. Straight from the end of the first regularity into the
second, a few tulips, some YYB junctions, a herringbone and a couple of Avoids -
this time two speed changes, the second one being at a defined distance from the
start, rather than at a Control. Just one more test, at Bicton (the lunch halt)
- this involved circumnavigating a hut in the middle of the road; we had to take
two bites at that cherry, but later heard that only one or two cars had actually
managed to do it without reversing at least once, hand-braking all the way
round.
So at lunch everything seemed OK,
with two more regularities next, to be followed by three more tests on our way
back to Rally HQ. OK, so the second regularity in the morning had been a bit
trickier than the first, but not too bad. We were given the instructions for
regularity number 3 at the start control and yes, it was a bit trickier still -
tulips, map references and a mixture of spot heights, grid lines and road
numbers. Oh, yes, and 5 different speeds which kept me busy just calculating
correction factors and applying them both to the speeds and to the distances,
let alone plotting, directing, finding the right page, etc, etc.. This one must
have been about 15 miles long - and I was certainly pleased to get to the end of
it. I thought that surely the fourth and final regularity would be more relaxing
- poor, deluded fool that I am. At its start we were given two sheets of paper,
the first one with a load of alphabetically labelled boxes, containing variously
tulips, BYBs, herringbones, spot heights, characters, words and phrases such as
"Go under Black". The instructions at the top said to visit in reverse
alphabetical order - and of course they were laid out in the order z, y, x, w,
v, u, just to go you into the swing of it so you'd forget about the alphabetical
ordering bit, wouldn't you ? You guessed it, it then went q, p, o, t, s, r, m,
n, l, k, j, i. Of course, while I was busy getting all that onto the map, did I
think to even glance at the second sheet ? Not me. That sheet contained further
navigation, which I didn't need yet - a few map references, some compass
directions for departing junctions - and some for approaches as well (there's
tricky !), herringbones, clock-faces and Overs/Unders (don't forget that if
you're going through a ford, it will count as an Under) - you name it, it was
there. And down at the bottom of the sheet, instructions to change speeds - ten,
yes ten, different speeds, sometimes at a specified distance from the start of
the regularity, sometimes from the last Intermediate. And I'd already missed the
first couple of changes while plotting the first page. And somehow somewhere I'd
reset my trip so I didn't even know how far it was from the start. Wow. Oh yes,
and code boards to catch as well, of course - the whole section being something
over 40 miles long. I reckon whoever set that little lot probably eats babies.
I found that I'd made a rod for
my own back in that I've put together my own speed tables and laminated them -
which makes them rather more bulky, and much more difficult to flip from one to
the other. The upshot was that the "regularity" bit went out of the door pretty
quickly, it being so much more important of course to get the route right. It
was good to hear later that many of the Master crews also ignored the speed
changes. As we lived fairly locally, we'd gone home on the Friday night and
missed the navs' briefing - if we'd stayed, I'd have heard Paul Robinson
advising that if we just stuck to 26 mph throughout, we would never have been
far off the pace. Ho hum. Ah well, at least it couldn't get any worse, could it
? Wrong ! Wes parked the Volvo in a ditch at one point in the regularity after
taking a hairpin rather exuberantly while tangling with the Beetle of John Kiff
and Michael Hinde - fortunately without contact between the cars ! By the very
quick attachment of a tow rope, John and Michael pulled us out - a strong
Beetle, to pull a relatively heavy Volvo out so easily. Thanks very very much
indeed to John and Michael.
So back to Rally HQ for a final
test in the hotel car-park, a meal and a couple of hours spent cleaning the map
and plotting Sunday's route, before being given the handout containing the night
route. Being car number 29, our departure time was 23:29 and we were given the
route 45 minutes before our time. So back to the room for more plotting, only to
find that some of the night route used the same area as some of Sunday's - so
clean that bit of the map again ! Doh.
The night route was OK, plenty of
code boards, but the route was mostly fairly easy to find. The biggest
disappointment for me was the anger of one of the locals who refused to let the
rally through - such a contrast to my one and only experience of rallying in
France (on the Historic Monte), where all the locals seem to welcome the event
so enthusiastically. Nevertheless, we eventually got back to HQ at the hotel,
sometime before 2 a.m. for one final test in the dark. Wes was enjoying it so
much that we went round one of the islands once too often and incurred a wrong
test penalty. We need to work at our coordination and instructions on tests;
there's still too much arm-waving and finger-pointing - and does "my side" mean
that the cone is to be on my side of the car, or that the car is to be on my
side of the cone ? And how many cones ahead should I be calling, so that the car
is set up correctly at the next one ? As I say, work (and I guess more
experience) needed here.
So just a few hours kip before
the morning's off with another test in the Hotel car-park. This was to have
involved a Le Mans start, with the crew racing to the car and only being given
the ignition key once we were belted up, but I fear that the number of hangovers
must've prevailed on the organisers (though in truth I was told that a
preliminary run had resulted in a car door flying open and hence it was deemed
too dangerous). In the end it was just a question of not being allowed to start
the engine until the end of the countdown - so we were extremely puzzled
afterwards when we found that we'd incurred a jump start penalty on this test,
which seems pretty impossible in the circumstances !
Sunday involved lots of tests,
going as far afield as Cullompton and the go-kart/rally school at Dunkeswell
before heading back to a hillclimb test at Ide and finally back to Powderham
Castle for another load of tests and the finish. Two of the tests (at Crofton, a
venue we'd used the previous day) were cancelled due to the state of the track.
We reckon we'd have been OK in the big Volvo, but certainly some of the
lower-slung cars would've had problems.
So all in all, an excellent rally
- extremely tiring, particularly for me as nav on the Saturday afternoon, and
for Wes on the tests - of which there were 25 in all, excluding the two
cancelled ones ! The organisers included printouts listing the top ten crews on
the regularities and the tests, and it was good to see the number 29 appearing
in those lists a few times. There were quite a few retirements, and we were
extremely pleased to come first in the Novice class, particularly as that was
the biggest class in the rally with 13 entries in it. Fourteenth overall is my
second top 15 place, so apparently I'm an Expert now - it certainly doesn't feel
like that from here !!
Bernard Northmore