Frank 'n' Stan's Bucket List #3 Isle 'Le Mans' TT: Featuring Guy Martin by J C Williams

Author:J C Williams [Williams, J C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-21T06:00:00+00:00

The phone had continued to ring for the next few days, and having to declare that the entry list was full ripped Dave’s insides out, for he knew how much more money could be gotten for the farm had the race been on a larger scale.

The problem here was that there was but one purpose-built racetrack on the Isle of Man, and that was Jurby, where the event was due to take place. The other blue-ribband racing events on the Isle, such as the TT and the Southern 100, took place on public roads that were closed for the purposes of those particular events. The Isle of Man government were particularly eager to promote motorsport on the Island, and the Billown Circuit — home of the Southern 100 — would have been ideal at a little over 4.25 miles in length, accommodating an increased entry list perfectly. Unfortunately, when Dave pitched the idea to close the roads for twenty-four hours, a twenty-four hours not in July and for purposes strictly related to the Southern 100, the only response he got was for those on the other side of the desk to laugh and to continue to do so even as Dave left the building in defeat. Still, the Jurby circuit was perfect for their present needs, and as Monty said at the time, if the event grew in stature, then the Billown Circuit might still be a possibility for a future running.

It was evening, and Dave turned the pink Nissan Micra he was driving into the farmhouse drive. Dave slowed sufficiently as he made his way up the drive, allowing he and Monty a moment to admire their handiwork, the fence they’d erected the previous day. They really were embracing this working outdoor life of theirs. “Frank and Stan must be here,” Dave declared. “The lights are on.”

Monty hopped out as Dave parked. It was dark, aside from the farmhouse’s interior illumination spilling out, casting a gentle orange glow over the courtyard. “But their car isn’t here, and the builders look like they’ve long since gone,” Monty said, stepping back and letting Dave take the lead while he maintained safe cover behind. “What if it’s a burglar?”

“I don’t think burglars put the lights on, Monty,” Dave offered.

“They do if they want to get a proper look at what to steal,” Monty countered, remaining unconvinced.

“Come on,” Dave told him. “We’ve work to do on the sidecar. She needs to be purring like a kitten come race day. It’s quite handy being able to store it up here, don’t you think?”

“I’ve just seen someone,” declared Monty, pointing up to the second floor of the farmhouse. “Seriously, Dave. Walking past the window,” he said, breathing a little heavier now.

“Monty, you’re hurting my arm,” Dave told him. “Can you let go of it, please?” Dave looked up, briefly, but his attention was drawn to the barn, instead, where a thin strip of light shone out from around the frame of the closed door. “Someone’s in our sidecar shed,” he said gravely.

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