After a while the crispy fall air had bitten hard into my bare hands and I jumped into the Laurel for a quick reheat. Meanwhile some of the newer guys had a veteran show them the course before everyone set out to drift. Mind you, there were already people drifting. The screams of burning tires was reverberating through the steep mountains and I could see the flickering of headlights amongst the foliage above us. It was pretty cool.
Finally I got dropped off at the top of the pass and placed my stuff in a safe spot, scurried through the darkness to a good vantage point and started snapping away. Here are a few shots from the early hours of the morning.
The noise of engines came to a mute and all I could hear was the wind in the trees. I ran back to the small parking lot to find my buddy Toby. The engines roared back up the mountain and we watched together for a few minutes until one of his buddies a big Crown popped into the parking lot.
I took the chance and quickly stuck a few GoPros onto the cars and popped into Toby’s car and stuck another on the inside of the glass.
We went sliding here and there down the mountain, trying not to waste to much of the tires so that we could run a few tandems on the uphill with his buddies before he had to call it a night.
We got in a few good uphill climbs before Toby got a little close to his buddy’s Crown, tapped the brakes and because of his lack of power, came to a nice crunchy halt on the edge of the curb popping off his bumper.
A few spectators across the way quickly ran over and helped us take it off and then he carried it over to a safe area and we boosted up the last stretch to clear the road.
The morning sunlight peered over the peaks on the opposite mountain and filtered through the tree leaves. The cars continued to roar up and down the mountain and I kept on point like a needle, shot photos until I felt that everyone had started to leave. I packed up my gear and started walking down the touge. Everyone passing me and waving. I guess a gaijin in the middle of nowhere walking down the touge was a funny site, I was even offered a ride but I politely declined so I could take some pictures off the edge of the road, which turned out quite beautiful.
Low Brain getting a little action in before calling it a night.
The morning sunlight peered over the peaks on the opposite mountain and filtered through the tree leaves. The cars continued to roar up and down the mountain and I kept on shooting until a normal came through and I stepped in as traffic director. I felt that everyone had started to leave so I packed up my gear and started walking down the mountain. Everyone passing me and waving. It was probably a strange sight.
Have a safe winter everyone. Slide around in the snow if you can!