Yesteryear reborn in England
The feeling that you’ve walked back in time hits you the moment you pass through the gates. High heels walking past vintage cars, riders stretching out in their leathers before races, and tweed as far as the eye can see. The people and the machines often wear a similar sheen of time and oil.
Old streetbikes clatter in and around the paddock too, valves shaking almost as loose as the wallet chains. Every way you turn takes you further into a different era.
It’s a magical event to visit, but especially if you are a motorcyclist, when understanding the beauty of the machines and feeling the companionship of the other riders will be second nature. The noises and smells illustrate the roots of our pastime. Even surrounded by strangers—from the mods to the rockers, ’60s girls to Army boys—you will feel in some way that you have arrived at a home you never knew you had. And if you bring your camera, you will find there is more to absorb than one lens can capture.
Anyone who attends Goodwood will likely always have a special place in their heart for this event— going back in time can be jarring, but by the end of the weekend you’ll be wondering why we can’t just stay like this forever.
RIGHT: A Le Mans start means the race starts before the engines do—riders run across the track, then climb aboard to thunder back in time.