As my usual working week usually consists of RDC’s or Tesco’s loading bays, I’ve never bothered doing a diary before. But I got a phone call Sunday evening and thought it might be worth taking the camera…
After the Valencia Formula One Grand Prix on Sunday, all the gear had to be moved to Spa in Belgium ASAP for the next weeks race. As most of you will know, Stobart do the Brawn teams logistics, and had the task of getting the 12 trucks there.
A number of drivers flew out to Valencia on Sunday to double-man up to Metz in Northern France, where myself and 7 other drivers would take over for the last few hours to Belgium.
So, into Crick for 6am where we boarded Laura Abby…ooooh errrr missus…the Stobart coach
This was my view for the trip down to Dover and into France
A break at the services just after Reims
We arrived in Metz around 7pm and stayed overnight in the Campanile Hotel (what a dump!) Up at 5 next morning to go meet the lads who had driven up from Spain. Several were there waiting for us and the changeover was going well until 2 trucks went hurtling past the services having missed the turn. A quick phone call and we were back on the bus up the road to meet them in the next rest area.
This is where I was introduced to my ride for the day…
Bit of a shock when I found out it was a left-■■■■■■!
Now, only ever driven one once and that was at least 10 years ago, but soon got the knack after running on the rumble strip a few times
Looks like we got ourselves a convoy
All was going well as we went through Luxembourg and Germany, but just over the Belgian border a police van came slowly down the side of me, pulled in front, and signalled me into the lay-by. A quick check of the CMR and vignette and I was free to go…just one small problem…the rest of them had driven off as I was 2nd to last in the convoy. I had no map, address, sat-nav or anything! Whoops!!!
Anyway, I plodded on thinking at least one or two of them might have stopped up the road, but no, and then I saw a sign for Spa. I followed this off the main road and then noticed a very small sign for “THE PADDOCK”…and figured that must be what I need to follow.
About 5 miles passed when I came across the entrance to the circuit and followed this road up into the main paddock area
Arrived to where all the other trucks were, but no sign of the other ones or the bus that I had been following
Sat for about 20 minutes waiting for the Ferrari guys to unload the tail-lifts before backing further up to the garages, so had a quick recce and took some truck snaps
Looking down into another part of the paddock you could see some of the hospitality units being set up
Some amazing peices of kit, that must be worth £1000’s
Finally found a couple of the Brawn trucks, and they told me the others hadn’t arrived yet…so I begin wondering if they had waited for me and I hadn’t seen them? Walked down into the lower paddock to see if it was clear to get my truck through and ended up back at the gate where the bus and the other trucks had just arrived, at least an hour after me having getting lost and approaching the circuit from the wrong way and getting turned round
After delighting in giving them coffee bean signs and confirming that there really were drivers and screwdrivers, we parked up and had a little wander round before all getting on the coach for home
This is a picture of part of the circuit, and I was amazed how steep the hill was…
Back on the coach and a three and half hour dash for the boat, which we made with ten minutes to spare…nice meal on board and back into Crick for 10pm to unload the ■■■■ and booze then home to Rotherham by 11.30 with a day off to look forward to tomorrow
PS A quick sorry to the Stobart Chilled driver on the M1 near Northampton who must of had a bit of a shock as 30 of his fellow drivers went past on a bus making hand gestures and showing various body parts to him