Okay, okay, we actually have a few days to lay in supplies. But I wouldn’t want you to get busy and let the day slip by. That’s what happened to me a few years ago. No, I did NOT forget the 4th of July, I just forgot that in addition to its honored place as the anniversary of the Declaration of Independence, it also happens to be my wedding anniversary.
Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely, said Lord Acton. He also said, “To be able to look back upon one’s past life with satisfaction is to live twice”—but let’s get back to power.
I feel my brain slowly turning into mush as I stare at this computer screen, wondering what the heck is going on. I used to have nothing but amusing stories about adventuring in my 1 Series and all the exciting people I would meet on my adventures. I look back at almost a year and a half of writing for Roundel and wonder what sort of adventures I’m supposed to have from here on. But before that can happen, I have to find out where my adventurous spirit went. Sadly, my life has not been all that adventurous lately.
A few weeks ago, I took a road trip from San Diego to Monterey to cover BMW Motorsport at the Tudor Championship Monterey Grand Prix at Laguna Seca. I planned a great route that would wind up the famous Highway 1 through the beautiful coastline of Big Sur, and I would return home on some of the best-driving back roads in California. What I didn’t know while I was planning the trip is that the drive up and back would be more fun than the race!
I had always wanted to race, but never had the opportunity until about twelve years ago, so this was the option I chose—a program for which BMW CCA had prepared me, and which would provide the structure and opportunity to have some seriously good fun.