Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Tomaso Files: Buddy, Peter and Eleven 'lil IndyCar boyz - Rollin-rollin-rollin'




Justin B-I-G UNIT' Wilson's "Hero Card" from this year's Sonoma IndyCar autograph session. (The Tomaso Collection)
Do You Know the Way to Guerneville?

Preferably on the non-winding Russian River road, as Californian's DON'T likes us holding 'Dem up in our tipsy-whipsy Minivan; Hya!

As leave I-T to two OLD White Guys crusin' California in a Minivan; YIKES!

Why does that sound like the intro to some Reality TV Show, eh? Hya! Once again back on the road somewheres in California, on Friday we made another Pitstop at a Rest Area, where a very nice gentleman assisted Mwah; first directing me to the sink and turning on the water, then  telling me where the soap was and finally directing me to the paper towels; this being the only time on the entire Roadtrip a stranger helped me...

Back in our trusty Dodge Caravan, as we  rolled onto Pitlane, Claudio spotted a parked Semi Big Rig' with the words Canadian Trucking emblazoned in Gynormous letters, to which he stopped at the cab, where two Gentlemen were entering said vehicle.

Rolling down his window, Claudio' wise-cracked: Uze Guys from 'KanaDuh? Hya! And then I  quickly added "Take Off Hosers!" To which Claudio repeated to the drivers who were totally perplexed - having NO idea what a Hoser was? To which Claudio said I guess  that's just in the movies, informing the two men they needed to watch 'Kuhnadiun Bacon 'bout two or three  times before we bidded them a fond Adieu.

Then somewhere further down the Highway, Claudio informed me that they were Sikh's! To which I quickly retorted, well Uh Duh! Naturally they wouldn't know what the HELL a Hoser was, so thanks a lot Claudio; Hya! To which he'd further elaborate that the fine gentleman who'd assisted me in the lavatory was one of the two  truck drivers.

Then we were lost again the following morning when going to the track. Like which way do we go Tomaso; HWY 37 West or East? Having NO idea which way we were traveling I simply told him the direction we'd taken yesterday, which was west on Highway 37, which I'd remembered went to the track nearly two decades later, unawares that we were coming into Sonoma Raceway from a totally different direction: CRIKEYS!

Then Claudio pronounce: Think we'd better stop 'N ask for directions, doing so at a nearby gas station.

Alas, a super nice, friendly young black gentleman said; I'm going right past the track. Do you want to follow me? Otay, when I hit my flashers, then that'll be when you'll want to turn into the track's entrance.

And then pulling over errantly, Claudio mused out loud; Hey! He waited for us, those were his brake lights instead! And then the 'lil Honda Civics' flashers flashed and we turned right into the Sonoma Raceway entrance; Unbelievable! As everywhere we went, people took pity upon us 'N gladly gave us directions wherever; how FREAKIN' kOOL!

Thus returning to Sonoma Raceway, which for Mwah, will always indelibly be known as Sears Point Raceway, we arrived somewhat bright 'N early for the first of two GURR-REAT!!! Dazes at this ultra Groovy, Twisty' racetrack. As I think we arrived sometime during the morning feeder-series warm-up sessions, recalling now catching the majority of the Indy Lights before Claudio' casually asked: Do you wanna get Will Power's autograph? Yeah, hence we left our seats along Pitlane around 11AM for the IndyCar Fan Village - with NO clue where the autographing was being done.

The autograph session started at 11:15AM and as we stood in a pretty Mondo' line of admirers and time ticked away without any movement in the line, I thought to myself for sure we'd never make  it.

Schlepping forwards very slowly, whilst Claudio read to me what drivers he could see, upon saying who's  the #20, to which I calmly replied Mike Conway, the friendly man alongside us from Colorado said: You certainly know your stuff! To which Claudio said; that's his job; Hooah! Hey Tomaso, I think we're gonna make I-T!

Simon Pagenaud "Hero Card" from this year's Sonoma IndyCar autograph session. (The Tomaso Collection)
DRIVER'S AUTOGRAPH GROUP
Justin Wilson & Carlos Huertas, Mike Conway, Simon Pagenaud & Mikhail Aleshin, Joseph Newgarden, Jack Hawksworth, Graham Rahal plus Juan Pablo Montoya, Helio Castroneves & Will Power.

TEAMS
Dale Coyne Racing, Ed Carpenter Racing, Schmidt Peterson Hamilton Motorsports, Brian Herta  Autosports, Rahal Letterman Lanigan Racing and Team Penske.

As very cleverly, IndyCar daftly divided the grid into two equally 'B-I-G Name groupings, with the Ganassi and Andretti boyz being in the other line...

As the first driver who greeted us was my Numero Uno Piloto' Justin 'B-I-G UNIT Wilson, who Claudio told looked sorta like us after he sat down; Hya! (Height-wise) As its hard to believe I' first met him eight years ago at the Seattle Roadster show, when Champ Car was trying to still promote  itself...


Next up, Claudio asked his teammate where U from? As Carlos Huertas politely replied Columbia... Mike "Ice-Ice, Baby!" Conway was his usual Chillin' kOOL self before Claudio got a wry smile outta the Rooskie' Mikhail Aleshin over his excellent (Russian) ambassadorship, while "simone Pagenoe" (Simon Pagenaud) was his usual bubbly, friendly self! Think we got a grunt outta Bloody 'Union Jack (Hawksworth) whilst I don't even recall greeting Joseph STUD! Newgarden, but know he'd  have been great! Since I only discovered this upon returning 'N reviewing my cache 'O "Hero Cards."

While entertainingly, the driver we Kabitzed with the most was thee Graminator! As Claudio and Graham Rahal exchanged wisdoms 'bout Ohio State, Back-roads, etc; Yuck-yuck-yuck...

Then it was time to meet the trio I'd been looking forward to, the sole reason I'd opted for doing the autograph thingy was  to finally obtain DJ WillyP's  scrawl; 'Whale, actually just two-thirds of I-T, since 'HULIO simply makes my stomach turn! As contrary to popular belief, JPM (Montoya) was hands down the coolest and most charismatic with us,  as Juan was smiling, relaxed, happy, laughing  and joked around with us! While 'HULIO (Castroneves) sat completely stoic, like maybe I wouldn't S-E-E him? Before Claudio said here's Will Power! Who also wouldn't speak to Mwah until I said: Hey Will, BEAT this guy next to you! To which he politely said "I'm trying to man!" To which afterwards, Claudio informed me that Power looked completely BORED!

And I won't bust-up too heavily upon these drivers,  who I know get  pulled six ways at once by everybody who wants to be their best friend, and will give them the benefit of the doubt that they didn't S-E-E my white cane; BUT! C'mon Guys  lighten up, as I purposely didn't say anything to 'HULIO 'cause Y'all know your Mum's saying 'bout if you've got NOTHING good to say... Yet overall, it  was a very enjoyable experience 'N far better than my initial Champ Car outing 'Wayback in 'Twenty-oh-Six, so way to go IndyCar!


As Karmically! I ended up getting A-L-L 3 of my most favourite IndyCar driver's autographs, i.e.; Justin Wilson, Will Power & Simon Pagenaud! Although I'm also smitten with Joseph Newgarden, so it was a memorable haul!

While I tend to agree with Tacoma Bureau Chief Mary Ellen's assessment that Power wasn't bored, he was nervous as HELL! After I'd informed her 'bout him crying over the radio upon winning his debutant IndyCar title. Thus, I probably just reminded him of the Gynormous pressure weighing upon his shoulders with my comment...

Still in the happy afterglow of collecting half of the Indy Cars field's "John Hancock's" and with smile on face, I told Claudio, Mission Accomplished; Thanxs dude!

Will Power "Hero Card" from this year's Sonoma IndyCar autograph session. (The Tomaso Collection)
Thus, we decided to next work our way up to Turn-7 for a different vantage point. And a la Circuit Of The Americas, (COTA) I'm partially compelled to write Sonoma Raceways a letter regarding how wonderful A-L-L of the myriad of bus drivers, Shuttle (golf cart) drivers and ground staff were in regards to assisting  a legally blind race  aficionado! As they really  treated the ADA requirements perfectly and were a pleasure to be served by all weekend long!

As about my only complaint for the entire  weekend, and I'm NOT politickin' for any changes, but! the Turn-7 backside of track complex seemed woefully inadequate in regards to providing any fan amenities, i.e.;  there being NO video  screens or loudspeakers to help keep us informed of the On-track happenings, while who knows where the nearest bathrooms are?

Although there was one lone PA System some where's far behind us, nevertheless, I could barely hear I-T over the cacophony 'O racing machines...  As I had ZERO idea how far  the track dropped away, until we walked down 'N down row after row of concrete block seating to the lowest allowable vantage point at Turn-7, where I could finally S-E-E tiny specks 'O colour when the IndyCar's turned thru the corner!

So I really didn't know what happened during the first Indy Lights race, and couldn't hear the results... Which would take until Sunday to discover that Jack Harvey had walked I-T! (Saturday) With NO mention of Gabby Chaves or Zack Veach; Hmm? Wonder what's up with the championship battle.

Meanwhile, with NO offense towards the Pro Mazda drivers, nevertheless, we skipped their race in order to  run to the Loo' and grab some Team Caddy' Swag; Uhm? This isn't supposed to be your Pappy's Caddy; Hooah! As Claudio informed me I was getting a Cadillac Racing T-Shirt; Kapishe!

Now, I know the nice young lady was only doing her job, after being informed I couldn't fill out the computer questionnaire - since I couldn't S-E-E IT! Uhm? Shouldn't that  have raised some Red-flags right there.

But it got even more Wacky 'N Wackier; Err FUNNY! As the first Questione she asked me was What type of car do you drive? As I stood there with white cane in hand, a smirk began sprouting upon my face... Replying, a 1978 Ford Econoliner, naturally!

Then she asked, When do you plan to purchase your next car? Oh, in about one year! And what type of Cadillac would you buy? Are Y'all SEEING the madness to this yet? Then she kindly handed me my T-shirt which I quickly  handed over to Claudio...

Mystery bonus "Hero Card" from this year's Sonoma IndyCar Pirelli World Challenge support race competitors. (The Tomaso Collection)
Going back to the "Stands," as the seats are simply long, hard and warm blocks 'O concrete Up 'Thar in 'Dem Hills of Turn-7, returning Justin'time' for the days Pirelli World Challenge race, moments later Claudio returned saying hurry!

Hence, I was quickly escorted around the corner's bend toot sweet where Claudio positioned me in front of the fence where all of the various World Challenge participant's in their respective mounts were waiting to go On-track in their different classes, as the row of NASTY, rumblin' Ford Mustang BOSS's amongst others sat idling angrily while a lone Dodge Viper drove by, and then I just stood there stupefied when the BAD ARSE BOSS 302R-S dumped their clutches and rolled off onto the racing surface!

Back to our seats for a very entertaining race consisting of several different classes, with 44-cars in all, as I managed to catch one name from the past as the starting grid was  read out from over yonder. Being the name of ex-Trans Am competitor  Jack Baldwin, who I believe was driving the Audi R8?

And with the Tintops' larger silhouettes, I could see their  various rainbow 'O colours the most vividly, albeit they were still just specs 'O colour to Mwah, along with their varying mechanical tones, as  I'd later be told that the two nastiest, barking, growling V-8's were the Caddy's, as I was completely dumbfounded when Claudio pronounced how  the two Cadillac's had just been passed by a Kia in the corner! Yep,  you read that right,  a FREAKIN' Kia was outperforming the Caddy's, although they re-passed the belligerent Kia the following lap... But really, finding out that one of the Cadillac CTSV Coupe's chauffer's was the talented "Johnny 'O," (O'Connell) a longtime GM Factory driver, most notably for those all conquering Corvette's, what gives?

Then Claudio drifted off to talk to somebody seated below us, as it turned out that the ultra BAD ARSE #17 "FoMoCo" Boss (302R) Stang was being piloted by her Grandson. As it turned out that many of the teams and their supporters were seated around us during the race.

Next, it was time for the Big Dawgs' IndyCar Fast Six Qualifying session, as we were chagrined to see Montoya not advancing into Round-2; WTF? As I explained the qualifying format as Claudio called out the various car numbers for Mwah.

Having gotten up to give our Bums a respite from the uninviting concrete slabs; Err seats during a break between Qualie sessions, we  went back down towards our previous vantage point where we'd watched the ground shaking challenge cars depart from, making a beeline for the "Honey Buckets" before quickly walking a little ways back in-between the two areas.

'Thar, we decided to witness the Fast-6 Qualie' Shootout by standing at the end of the track's straightaway w/Will Power & Co heading straight at us! As Power scored his 35th Pole, and he looked untouchable for the next day's race!

Afterwards, we walked around the World Challenge pits, where unquestionably, my Numero Uno racecar was the 'Ultra BAD ARSE McLaren MP4-12C GT3! And to boot, there were three of these exquisite racers on hand parked Arse-over Teakettle, with their respective Derriere's sticking out a la Le Mans style.. As there's NOTHING wrong with my eyesight as I accidently smacked my hand on what we deemed to be the "lunch-tray," the obligatory rear spoiler that  all cars seemed to be running, when excitingly trying to point out something upon them  to Claudio; YIKES!

Upon returning home, I've now discovered another familiar name behind the wheel of one of the K-Pax Racing's McLaren MP4-12C GT3's, as in one Alex Figge, who once upon a time was a Champ Car driver...

Then we chatted with a very nice  couple from Georgia, Me Thinks? As they were racing a Porsche Cayman S which I thought they said had won its class. Funny how it seemed like such a tiny racecar.

And if  Y'all think playin' "Follow duh Bouncin' Ball" in regards to the four separate Tudor United Sports Car Championship classes, then try figuring out World Challenge's SIX! As it took me forever to find what category the Cayman's were contesting, as even funnier yet, Jack Baldwin was listed as the driver of the #73 Porsche Cayman S in the GTS class, which most likely is my favourite since its where the BOSS 302 R's reside!

As I'm a 'Wee bit 'Cornfuzed since apparently there's six Driver's classes, i.e.; GT, GTA, GTS, TC, TCA and TCB for competitors to choose from in the Showroom Stock derived classes.

Next, we had to check out the #17, as I marveled over how BEEFY' the modern day Ford Mustang BOSS 302 R looks! And they seem to be pretty popular with the competitors, as I know I heard multiple  entrants listed over the far away PA system - when the track was still relatively quiet before the World Challenge Storm!

Alas, whilst purusing the World Challenge's website, I discovered that #17 is driven by Alec Uddel, not Ballwin; Hya! As apparently he hails from Texas...


And the other car that attracted my Attenzione to this SCCA sanctioned series is the Bentley, as a pair of Continental GT3's are being campaigned for the factory by Dyson Racing under the Team Bentley banner, with vastly experienced Sports Car Drivers Butch Leitzinger and Guy Smith.

While there was a beautiful Lamborgenie' (Lamborghini) Gallardo parked all by its lonesome, as NO idea if this was ex-Formula 1 and Indy Racing League driver Tomas Enge's mount?

While another name from the past I recognize is Tommy Drisi's, who's an ex-Trans Am and factory Corvette driver now apparently running his own Aston Martin GT3 in the BIG DAWGS' GT class. Which features the likes of Jonny O'Connell's Cadillac, CTSV, Butch Leitzinger's Bentley GT3, Alex Figge's McLaren MP4-12C, Audi R8's, Ferrari 458 Italia GT3R, etc.

 As not sure what Aston Martin team it was? Probably one of the Vantage  runners, perhaps; as Claudio reported that one of the Aston Martin crew members told him that the cars are insured. All crumpled/wrecked bodywork, etc is weighed, scrapped and the team then re-inbursed. With the engine coming sealed directly from Aston's factory 'N it's a big NO-NO to tamper with them!

AUTHOR'S NOTE
Upon returning home 'N purusing thru my 'Mega stash 'O "Hero Cards," I was surprised to find an extra added "Mystery" bonus card, i.e.; Pirelli World Challenge team's Effort Racing who apparently run a brace "O Porsche 911 GT3R's, with Ryan "Razzle-Dazzle" Dalziel running with the B-I-G 'DAWGS )GT) & Michael Mills  just having won this year's GTA (Amateur) class  championship...

For the "riveting" conclusion, see; The Tomaso Files: Buddy, Peter and Eleven 'lil Dozen IndyCar boyz - Fini!

Friday, October 17, 2014

The Tomaso Files: Buddy, Peter and Eleven 'lil IndyCar boyz...




Program found at Sonoma Raceway. Used to carry my cache 'O  11-IndyCar driver autographs! (The Tomaso Collection)
Do You Know the Way to San Jose?

Err Sonoma? Uh, like hows do weeze get to I-5? Cymbal crash please; Hooah!

Thus, upon "Seeing Eye Guide Dog guy" extraordinaire Claudio' who'd just spent some time watching the Milwaukee-Fest IndyCar race on "Peacock-lite" (NBCSN) a week before the annual "Sleepy Hollow" car race at Sonoma Raceway. He called me up following the Milwaukee Mile's conclusion and said: I'm going to see Buddy Guy and Peter "Do You Feel!" Frampton in Medford, Oregon Thursday night and its only five hours from Sonoma, so wanna go to the IndyCar race?

Alas, Y'all know why I haven't been scribblin' as mucho lately here (in September) on 'Der No Fenders Bloggenspotten; Ja-Ja! As I've been 'Oot 'N Aboot ridin' Shotgun in 'Grand Mamah's "Model A" (Dodge Caravan) to Infineon; Err Sonoma Raceway 'N Beyond; Hooah! Followed by another marvelous Roadtrip down to Oregon's mighty Sand Dunes...

Obviously Y'all know how  large 'O a Petrolhead; Err Race Geek I am, right? (Having scribbled relentlessly for eight years now 'bout Formula 1 & Indy Cars...)  So after asking him a bit more trip details 'N being ARSE-sured, kinda like ARSE-suming; Hya! That Sonoma truly was only 5hrs further south; (WRONG!) Naturally I said yes & off we went.

Busing south to Tacoma the night before our departure, Claudio' decided to call up Sonoma Raceway and wrassle' us up some tickets, for which a very amiable customer rep ' named Justin greatly helped us out by advising us on best seating location, etc, telling us "you're all set, your tickets will be at Will Call, Sir."

Yet, the following morning, Claudio was in NO hurry to depart for the 'Uber long day's drive: Yo Tomaso, we won't be leaving for another half-hour plus at the earliest...

As we finally hit the road around 11:30AM Thursday, since its only a six hour drive to Medford, Oregon; WRONG! In what would  be the first of our many travel miscalculations; Hya! Spending A-L-L day flying south at breakneck speeds along I-5 before arriving at The Brits amphitheatre at 7:30PM, as  I waited at the gate while Claudio  parked our trusty Minivan, leaving me hearing Buddy Guy playing in the background before we collected our tickets at Will Call, basically missing the entire short 45min set  Mr. Guy played.

Yet we got to hear  the show's main act of Frampton's Guitar Circus in its entirety; featuring headliner Peter "Do U Feel?" Frampton and special guest Robert Randolph who plays a wicked-mean steel "slide" guitar! As I can still hear their awesome encore performance cover version of  Jeff Beck's I'm going Down, Down, Down playin' in my head, as Frampton, Randolph & Co. were GURR-REAT!


Frampton Comes Alive again! 35th Anniversary cover. (Image source: bing.com)
While I don't recall Frampton's set-list, other than it all sounded pretty groovy 'N tight, I really was surprised when he launched into his 'Mega '70's Hit Song "Do You Feel?"

Well, woke up this morning with a wine glass in my hand.
Whose wine? What wine? Where the hell did I dine?
Must have been a dream I don't believe where I've been.
Come on, let's do it again.

Do you...you, feel like I do?
How'd ya feel?
Do you...you, feel like I do?

My friend got busted, just the other day.
They said,"Don't walk, don't walk, don't walk away."
Drove him to a taxi, bent the boot, hit the bag.
Had to play some music, wonder why's he [brag or drag].

Do you...you, feel like I do?
How'd ya [turns from mic, can't catch it]?
Do you...you, feel like I...

Champagne for breakfast and a Sherman in my hand.
Peached up, Peached Ale, never fails.
Must have been a dream I don't believe where I've been.
Come on, let's do it again.

Do you...you, feel like I do?
How'd ya feel?
Do you...you, feel like I Do...

Song Lyrics from:
Do You Feel like we Do'
Peter Frampton; Frampton Comes Alive, 1976.

Playing the venerable Do You Feel's first rift before stopping 'N proclaiming he'd played I-T about 17-million times; Aye Karumba! And therefore had fun messing us around during the vaunted Talk Box bits, although I appreciated his appropriate nod to fallen ex-band members Bob Mayo (Keyboards) and John Siomos (Drums) after the current keyboardist's brilliant rendition of the song's patented keyboard solo. While even more amazing was Bass Player Stanley Sheldon still twangin' away for Pete since originally joining up with Frampton in 1975...


And naturally, the audience enticed Frampton into an encore, to which as I've mentioned, started off with his and Robert Randolph's excellent rendition of I'm going Down, Down, Down, with the encore being capped off by an AWESOME rendition of the timeless George Harrison Beatles classic, While My Guitar Gently Weeps! Which I can't find anything for this duo on Youtube, but did discover this recent Buddy Guy & Frampton version from the same Guitar Circus tour...


Leaving immediately after Frampton & Randolph's brilliant encore we drove SOUTHWARDS awhile before sleeping overnight some where's in the Siskiyou mountains, as I think Claudio said we were at 4,000+ feet elevation; where we could smell a heavy layer of fire smoke all night long before drifting off to la-la land.

Then we drove the ENTIRE following day before finally arriving at Sonoma Raceway at 5PM Friday afternoon, after 'bout 10hrs driving - to check out the track, parking, etc before departing for our next overnight's locale: Guerneville.

As our only roadblock of the day was when traffic came to a crawl on the freeway just prior to the roadside sign warning us to expect HEAVY traffic on Raceday! Which was caused by a massive Industrial complex buildings(?) being on fire, with acrid smoke wafting skywards; while we pondered just what type 'O nasty, toxic  pollutants we were breathing! Since, have I mentioned yet how the Dodge Caravan doesn't have (working) AC! As we opted for the 2/5 version instead, i.e.; 2-windows DOWN at 5mph, as we lumbered by the warning sign; Hya!

Yep, we stayed at a friend's fabulous 'lil rustic cabin's Lodging & camping resort; along with getting lost in Petaluma 'N stopping at Taco Bell for dinner each nite in Santa Rosa, along with buying various sundry supplies at Lucky's; Hey! NO Do You feel 'Rucky jokes here; Hooah! (visiting two different stores) Along with visiting the local Safeway, Trader Joes, Costco,etc.

And although I thoroughly enjoyed Sonoma Raceway, I equally enjoyed my stay in the tranquility of Guerneville, spending two night's sleeping underneath the Redwoods at our friend's peaceful resort!

2014 GoPro Grand Prix of Sonoma ticket stub autographed by A-L-L 3 Team Penske Boyz, i.e.; 'Monty, 'HULIO & DJ WillyP, aka Juan Pablo Montoya, Helio Castroneves & Will Power. (The Tomaso Collection)
As little did I know, the following day I'd be procuring half of this year's starting grid's "John Hancock's" during the "obligatory" autograph session, including procuring A-L-L three Penske Boyz signatures on the only thingy in my possession, the day's  ticket stub, with Juan Pablo Montoya, (2000 Indy 500 winner)  Helio Castroneves (2001-02, 2009 Indy 500 winner) and soon to be 2014 Indy Car Series champion Will Power all gladly signing I-T!