Kentucky (Sept 4-5)

We made it home safely from Kentucky.  In terms of the track schedule it was almost identical to Chicago.  A not-too-early practice session on Friday morning, followed by an early afternoon qualifying session.  Pretty soft, compared to what we’ve gotten used to this summer.  It was, however, the most bizarre qualifying outcome we’ve seen this year.  Some pretty unknown drivers at the top of the grid and some top talent (including Dario) in the middle of the pack.  Not too worrisome, since passing is pretty comparable to Chicago as well.

The race started at 8:45 PM Saturday, the latest start we’ve had this season.  Since we had so much time open before we needed to get to the track, we took a detour to hit one stop on the Bourbon Trail.  Yes, there is such a thing, and yes, they have a sign for it.  We toured Woodford Reserve, one of the oldest and most historic distilleries in Kentucky.  It’s also my husband’s favorite bourbon.  Since he’s more of a Scotch man, that’s saying something.

For some reason I felt really calm before the start of the race.  With Chicago, I was on pins and needles, knowing the outcome would heavily impact our chances of winning the championship.  Maybe it’s because we’re so close to the end now or maybe it’s because the gap has narrowed enough to feel like we’ll get to the last race still in the running.  The race wasn’t nearly as crazy as Chicago in terms of the position changes, but there was still a lot of passing and the outcome was in doubt up until the last 5 laps.  When, unfortunately, most of the leaders needed to pit for a splash of fuel.  If not for that, Dario would have finished second.  As it was, he finished fifth.  It was still 3 spots ahead of Will Power, so the points lead has closed to 17, with two races to go.  Not easy, but not impossible.

All in all, it was a good weekend.  Our “hot” streak ended – race day temperatures were in the mid 70’s.  Our hotel was brand new, very nice (except for the wimpy shower) and reasonably priced.  The south is an interesting place filled with interesting people.  The scenery is beautiful.  There is not enough money in the world to make me consider living there.

We now have a full 8 days at home before we start out for Japan.  Between September 14th and October 9th, we will be home for approximately 4 days.  And yes, we are crazy, but I already covered that in a previous post.

As promised, here is the sign.

Kentucky (Sept 2-3)

One of the less glamorous aspects of logging a lot of miles on the road is seeing a lot of roadkill.  Sometimes the victim is obvious – a big puffed up deer with all four legs pointing to the heavens or the distinctive tail of a raccoon trailing behind a bloody smear.  Sometimes the remains are so thoroughly eviscerated and scattered that all you can do is guess based on the relative size of the internal organs and the color of a smattering of fur.  Deer are obviously the most common and typically the largest victims.  I can recall trips where we’ve seen as many as 8 or 10 in a single day.  If you travel internationally, the victims get more exotic.  One of our first sights after leaving the airport in Melbourne was a dead kangaroo on the shoulder of the highway.  In New Zealand, they encourage you to run down the opossums, a non-native scourge.  A dead one always brings a cheer from the car.

One of the more amusing aspects of car travel is reading road signs.  I especially love exit signs with two town names that create a humorous combination.  One that always catches my attention while heading south on 35 is Manly Forest.  Just how manly can a forest be, anyway?  Often the names create a plausible if unusual person’s name.  I’ve often thought it would be entertaining to write a book where all of the character’s names came from combined town names off of highway signs.  I have no idea what the book would actually be about, but the characters would have great names.  Plus, you could never be sued if one of the names turned out to belong to a real person, since you could point to the road sign that inspired it.

On our drive down to Kentucky yesterday, while looking for someplace to stop for dinner, we saw a sign advertising a restaurant with the unfortunate name of Possum Trot.  Possum Trot, seriously?  If you were near starvation, would you eat at a restaurant named Possum Trot?  First, you wonder about what’s on the menu and second, you wonder about the aftereffects of eating it.  While we were driving to the track today, we saw a sign for Big Bone Lick State Park.  I am NOT making this up.  I have to get a photo of it tomorrow or no one will believe me.  Why, why would you name a state park Big Bone Lick?  I’m sure there is some explanation that makes sense in a crazy southern kind of way, but the name conjures up all kinds of activity unsuitable for a state park.  Honestly, it makes me kind of want to stop there, just to check it out.

None of My Business

My business cards arrived while we were in Chicago.  Okay, so technically they’re not business cards since I don’t have a business.  But I could.  So I suppose I should call them personal cards (or calling cards as they used to say in the old days) but after 24 years of having business cards, I still tend to refer to them that way.  At any rate, they are super cool.  I ordered Moo cards (shameless plug – http://us.moo.com/)  based on a recommendation from my photo buddy and number one blog fan, Jane.  Actually I think Jane is my only fan right now but I am hopeful that I might develop a handful of regular readers, in which case she will still be my number one fan.  Of course my mom reads my posts as well, but only because I print them out and give them to her every week because she doesn’t have a computer.  (Bless her for that)

But I digress.

There are two things about the cards I really like.  One, they are printed on very heavy card stock so they feel substantial.  Not like the cheap, flimsy cards you usually get from people.  More importantly, Moo allows you to print up to 50 different images on the back of the cards for one set price.  So I get to hand out 50 cards and each one is unique.  It makes it more fun to distribute them because people have to look through all of the images and decide which one to keep.  It’s sort of like a mini psych test.  Are you attracted to landscapes, flowers or some of my more unique images?  Of course, there is less to choose from as I go through the set.  And I have set a few aside for specific people.

Some of the photos don’t translate well to the tiny size.  The simpler, more graphic images work better than really detailed ones.  And I did too many cute baby ones.  So I will select some new images to replace them.  But overall, I am really happy with them.

So, why do I need cards anyway?  Mostly because I am tired of writing my email address and website on little scraps of paper for people.  It’s just a little cheesy.

Besides, someday I might have a business.

This is the caricature I have on my cards.  It seemed less pretentious than a photo.  Okay, so my husband came up with the idea and I stole it.


We’re Going to Japan

The email came today confirming our flight information to Japan.  Yes, we will be attending the race in Japan courtesy of Chip Ganassi.

The day before the race in Toronto (July 17th) my husband sat down at a table in the team hospitality unit with Chip and a woman he had never met before.  Chip’s introduction went something like this:  “Tim, you know Molly right?  No?  This is Joe’s wife Molly.  (Tim didn’t know Joe either) Molly, this is Tim.  Tim and his wife are going to all the races this year.”  My husband said something about it being all the races except for Japan.  Then Chip said “You’re going to Japan.  I’m sending you to Japan.”  This pretty much stunned Tim and it was still sinking in when I joined the table ten minutes later and the whole story was repeated.  Then it was my turn to be stunned.

This is classic Chip.  No concern about any details, just “you’re going to Japan.”  So he asked me for my contact information for Fender (in my dazed and confused state, it took me a minute to realize he meant Allen Fender, the team’s travel agent and not Fender guitar).  And he promptly sent a message passing along my email address and telling Allen Fender that we would be traveling with the team to Japan.

Just like that.

Of course a number of emails have transpired between myself and Allen and I needed to overnight our passports to him and rebook our trip to Phoenix that had been planned for the same week.  But relatively speaking, just like that.

So in a little more than two weeks, we will be traveling to Japan with the rest of the team.  This really makes us part of the racing family.  And that’s pretty dam cool.

Chicago (Aug 28)

Sometimes Christmas comes a little early.

Words are inadequate to describe the emotional roller coaster ride that was the Chicagoland race.  The race set a new IRL record for number of lead changes.  Our cars would be running in the top five and then a few laps later be in 12th or 14th place.  By the middle of the race I was convinced that we would leave with an even bigger points deficit than we had coming in.  The last pit stop came with 26 laps remaining.  Dario came in seven positions behind Will Power and left with the lead.  Picking up one or two positions on a pit is difficult, we were stunned when Dario improved by eight.  We later found out that the team had made the call not to change his tires, allowing him to complete the stop considerably faster than anyone else.  It was an incredibly gutsy move, since he would be racing against a field with fresh tires.

For 23 laps following the race re-start, Dario narrowly managed to hold on to the lead.  At the end of the race, the top 10 cars were separated by less than one second.  Dan Wheldon battled with Will Power for second place until only 10 laps remained.  Suddenly, Will started falling back in the field and dropped down to the pit lane entrance.  We went crazy.  Apparently he had a problem on the last pit that prevented him from getting enough fuel to last until the end of the race.  His late stop dropped him back to 14th.  This, in addition to Dario’s win, tightened up his points lead to 23.  This is exactly where Dario would have been if he had won in Iowa.  Sometimes the racing gods balance the scale.

Three races remain.

This never gets old.

Chicago (Aug 26-27)

This weekend’s race at the Chicagoland Motor Speedway is the first of four oval races that conclude the season.  This is important because Will Power, who currently has a substantial lead in the overall points standing, has never won an oval race.  Dario is a proven oval winner (11 times I think – but don’t quote me on that) and needs to finish at least 15 points ahead of Will in each of the next four races.  This will not be easy and will likely require some bad luck befalling Will.  Is it wrong for me to wish this on him?  Probably.  I would much rather be in a situation where the team’s ability to win the championship relied solely on their doing well and not on bad luck for other teams.  But we’ve already had our share of bad luck this season and now we need some to fall Will’s way in order to be able to pull this out.  There is a huge component of luck in racing.  The best driver with the best car and best crew in any given race doesn’t always win.  Dario dominated in Iowa and should have won easily.  A gearbox failure dropped him to 18th place.  The difference between 1st and 18th is 36 points, so winning that race would have put him 23 points out of first now, instead of 59.

Dario qualified well for the Chicagoland race.  He was on the pole until late in the session, when Ryan Briscoe knocked him off.  Scott had a fast car in practice but had problems with the car in qualifying that put him in 15th place for the start.  Fortunately, this is a great track for passing, so starting that far back won’t hurt him if he has a fast car in the race.

I think I’ll be holding my breath for most of the race.

Stop Spamming Me!

It has been disheartening to discover that blogs are just as big a target for spammers as email.  When we got to the airport in San Francisco, I eagerly checked my blog for new comments and found there were four – all spam.  So far, the spam seems to fall into one of two categories.  The first is advertising, usually for some blog related application.  MAKE A GUARANTEED $1000/MO ON YOUR BLOG USING PRODUCT X!!!  The wording often borders on insulting, as if I must be a total idiot for not buying/using Product X.  The second category is more insidious.  It consists of a fairly generic comment – “This is really interesting information” – accompanied by a link to some website.  In one case it was an Australian escort company.

Apparently there is a large number of people who make money by autoblogging.  They post fairly generic or re-used content on hundreds of blogsites and make money by generating a high volume of click-throughs to other sites that pay them some small amount for each person they bring in.  I’m probably not explaining it very accurately because I have no interest in understanding how any of it works.  I write these posts for myself and a very small audience of friends and family that have some interest in what I’m writing about.

I value real comments highly.  Right now the spam comments I’ve received actually outnumber the real ones.  I have the site configured so that the first time a reader comments it requires my approval before it shows up on the site.  Any subsequent comments from the same person (using the same screen name) will post immediately.  So the spam will never show up on the site.  If I start getting a large number of spam comments I may need to do something more automated, but right now it’s manageable.  So please, take the time to comment on any post that strikes a chord with you.  I will be happy if my real comments start outnumbering the spam ones.

Here are two more photos from our trip to Sonoma.  I like the contrast between the decay of the dock and the growth represented by the flowers.

Yes, I am Crazy

So, we landed in Minneapolis at 6 AM after our trip to Sonoma.  This gave us slightly over 24 hours to do laundry, go through the mail, catch-up on email, bring Tim’s car in for service and re-pack for our trip to Chicago.  Plus, I squeezed in a massage and a facial.  Which, seriously, is more of a necessity than a luxury at this point.  We talked about powering through and not taking a nap in the morning, but neither one of us had really slept on the plane and let’s face it, we’re not that young anymore.  So we slept for about 3 hours after dropping Indy at the dealership.

Everything got done and I even managed to write two of my Sonoma posts.  For those of you catching up after the fact, you will notice that the dates on the posts match the dates I wrote about.  This is a bit of a cheat.  I got some feedback about my early posts being a little confusing because the dates I wrote about didn’t match the date of the post.  So I am changing the post date to keep the two in alignment.

Yes, going to this many races is sort of exhausting.  And yes, some people (including my mom) think I am crazy for doing it.

It’s totally worth it.

Sonoma (Aug 24)

Our last day  here.  Packing was a bitch because I had to cram 2 bottles of wine, 2 bottles of olive oil, 1 bottle of vinegar and 3 tasting kits (1 wine, 2 oil/vinegar) into our suitcases.  Which were pretty full when we left.  About the tasting kits – Tim Bucher has a 3rd business (www.tastingroom.com) that sells sample size kits from multiple wineries so you can do your own tasting at home.  It’s a pretty brilliant idea.  Most of his business is B2B.  The wineries sell the kits in their tasting rooms and use them as giveaways.  But if you can’t get to Sonoma and want to bring home a little tasting of your own, it’s a great concept.  The winery we loved was Papapietro Perry if you want to give it a try.  Yes, I know I sound like a shill now and no, I’m not getting any kickbacks for this.  I just think it’s really cool and I like to spread the word on anything I considered an undiscovered treasure.  So there.

We spent our last day cruising the coastline.  The temperature really shot up the last few days in Sonoma, so it was good to stay close to the ocean and get a little relief from the heat.  We ended up in Half Moon Bay for dinner.  We returned to the airport way too early for our red-eye flight but we didn’t really know what the traffic would be like and we’ve had a few close calls in the past so we didn’t want to push it.

Here’s my final obligatory landscape photo from our drive.

Sonoma (Aug 23)

Normally we head home right after a race, so it was nice to have some extra time to unwind and enjoy Sonoma.  After yesterday’s caloric excess, we decided to give breakfast a miss and just get coffee.  We drove to Petaluma for lunch and ate at a tiny restaurant called the Wild Goat.   It was a totally random choice but it turned out to be awesome.  I’m starting to think it’s impossible to get a bad meal in Sonoma.

We stopped at Kendall-Jackson for a wine tasting after lunch.  It was on our route, it’s a big name vineyard and they have a very impressive facility, so I figured it was worth a stop.  They comped the tasting and it included some pretty pricey wines ($50 and $80) but I wasn’t really impressed with any of them.  The $25 wine we tried at Ravenswood was better.  Tim did send an oversized (3 L) bottle to his sister for her birthday, so it was a worthwhile stop from that perspective.

Our main objective for the afternoon was a personal tour of the Dry Creek Olive Co. and Trattore winery.  Tim Bucher called my cell just as we arrived to say he was running 15 minutes late but that we should check out a tasting room right across the parking lot.  Awsome Pinot Noir, according to him.  Hell, yeah!  We tried 2 Pinots and 2 Zinfandels and they were all outstanding.  Not cheap, but they blew away the even more expensive wines we tried at K-J.  We ordered 6 bottles each of the two we liked the most and they will be shipped to Phoenix in November.  So if you come to visit this winter, you might be lucky enough to get a glass or two.

Tim gave us a great tour of his olive milling facility and did an olive oil tasting with us.  You can use bread but we drank it straight.  It’s not as gross as it sounds.  We also tasted the vinegar by soaking a sugar cube and sucking the vinegar out.  It gives you the flavor without killing you with the vinegar taste.  Then he drove us out to the vineyard and took us through the vines in an ATV.  It was an amazing and highly educational experience.  It was a rare opportunity to get an inside look at the wine business from someone who has lived it for his entire adult life.  (He bought his first two acres of vines at age 16)

We finished off the day with dinner in Healdsburg.  I swear I could taste Dry Creek olive oil in the sauce with my sea bass.