What is it that drives our hobby? A love of old cars is a given, but it’s about much more than that. It’s about finding like-minded souls and sharing that passion – plus occasionally the pain – with them. It’s about making new friends and enjoying collective experiences as part of the classic-car community.
This was brought into sharp relief once again last month, as it is every two years, by the magnificent Le Mans Classic (p14). The road trip down to La Sarthe in our own cars, along with colleagues and friends on the C&SC Reader Run (which you can read all about in Our classics next month), has become an unmissable pilgrimage – 2018 marked art editor Martin Port’s eighth visit to his favourite event.
This year’s trip wasn’t without its challenges. The cars all did themselves proud, but we were missing several key members of our equipe from Le Mans missions past – those who have either moved on to pastures new or joined the choir invisible. So on Friday evening we took to the banking overlooking the Porsche Curves and raised a glass to absent friends… then proceeded to make plenty of new ones among our fellow classic campers throughout the weekend.
The anticipation brought about by the biennial nature of this event is key to its appeal, but for me the real joy of going there in a classic is the sense of being a tiny part of something very, very special.