Formula 1 weekend in Montréal is not about watching a bunch of cars going round a track 71 times.
This is my second F1 and certainly not my last. Daniel, one of my sons, and I started the weekend together on Friday. Here's a shot from ourseatingg at the Senna curve, Grandstand 10.
The day started of with the Civic challenge. It may not seem like much but it's a lot of fun watching the civics take the turns and see their tires lift into the air. As well as seeing some F1 practice sessions, a number of Ferrari F430 owners brought out their cars. These cars are built specifically for racing on a special line at the Ferrari plant. The purring of the engines sends shivers down your spine. It was quite a competitive race with a few spin-outs at our curve and some accidents but no injuries.
Sunday's Formula 1 race was fantastic! Alonso started in pole with his team mate right behind, Raikkonen in third and Schumacher in Fifth.Alonsoa ran a near-perfect race with just one miss when Raikkonen almost had the opportunity to pass. Almost. From then on he dominated first place.
Raikkonen's team-mate, Montoya, lost it after he touched Rosberg, his race deteriorating and ending with his exit from the car at the Senna curve.
Schumacher quickly moved up to third place and with just 1.5 laps to go moved past Raikkonen to take second.
After the race, rather than wait 45 minutes in line for the metro from Parc Jean-Drapeau to Montréal, I took Pont de la Concorde - a 45 minute brisk walk to downtown. This picture was taken from the bridge, facing the skyline.
Being there is what it's all about. I can understand what would possess someone with the means to travel to each and every Grand Prix race around the world throughout a season. The smell of burning brakes and rubber, the deep rumble of the engines as they rev, their high-pitched scream as they fly by, down-shifting. The emotion of disappointment and victory. You just don't feel this when watching a televised broadcast. You've got to be there!