Syd Stelvio Flying Scotsman Preview | Turnberry, Scotland
Outwith under the sunlit sky they gathered, cars of a great age all spick and span, ready for a journey. Ready, for an adventure. Great hood ornaments and badges adorned the strange looking beasts, indicators to the non-connoisseurs of which marques had produced these icons of yesteryear. These cars, these incredible cars, are about to take part in this year’s Flying Scotsman Rally, an event that borrows its name from another icon of piston and wheel that is also of vintage age. Tomorrow the rally will begin and the quest for glory will start.
Today the drivers and navigators went about their pre-rally business. Route books, check, rally plates, check and of course vehicle checks. As the entrants waited to be scrutineered under blue skies, there was no doubt much blether about the weather, as many of these vehicles offer little to no protection for those in the cockpit and when, not if, the weather hits, the experience will be an uncomfortable one, but these enthusiasts are a special breed. Today at least the Heilan Coo’s were standing, and indeed paying little attention to the goings on next to their field, as old friends greeted one another and their cars with smiles and laughter, ‘Slàinte Mhath’ as they say in these parts; comrades today, competitors tomorrow.
Thoughts then turn to the off, to the unknown of the journey, to the excitement of the competition. These are cars of great splendour, and The Flying Scotsman is a rally of magnificent prestige. To take part is one thing, to win quite another, but to just be in amongst the clamour and the commotion of these automobiles in locomotion, is something very special indeed.