Randy Lewis

World's #1 Ranked Trackchaser

DIRTONA RACEWAY - HUGOTON, KANSAS

 
Who would have thought?  I was staying in rural Nebraska and my motel staff thought I needed this much security.  I used it all! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 This is a rural Kansas gas station.  This is it!  There is no convenience store.  There are no employees.  This is the ultimate in self-service.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
What are they pumping out of this cornfield?  Ethanol? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
O.K. super sleuths......what is this? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Even though it was 98 degrees today, it's never too early to plan ahead.  These temporary storage facilities house the snow plow and road salt that will be needed in just 15-20 weeks. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I must have made a wrong turn.  Moscow?? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Nevertheless, I was soon back on track.  When I entered the eastern edge of Hugoton, Kansas I saw today's track.  I was early so I explored the "city". 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Today was the biggest day of the year at the Dirtona Raceway.  It was "Dirtona 50" day!  Super stocks were racing for $5,000 to win.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
After a quick trip to the local Pizza Hut, I arrived at the track at 2 p.m., the scheduled start time.  It was 98 degrees without a cloud in the sky.  How could they pay $5,000 to win with so few spetators and an admission price of only $10? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Somehow I just can't imagine fans having a positive reaction to the "Reserved Track Officials" parking signs for spots right next to the track's entrance.  As a young pup I made sales calls on small drug stores.  We were instructed never to take the parking spots near the door of the store.  They were to be left for paying customers. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This is a small racing plant that runs every other week during the summer.  Today was their last racing day of the year.  The restrooms were rustic, but they did have "Dirtona 50" event t-shirts. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This looks just like the Starcraft camper we had with the kids back in the day.  Maybe it is.  Today it was being used as a make shift concession stand. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I just knew those gals on the left weren't from San Clemente.  That's O.K.  If I wanted to see San Clemente girls I would have stayed home. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Today was a day to bake in the hot sun.  This was desert heat with little humidity.  A strong wind blew which helped some, especially since the wind didn't bring dust into the grandstand. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 If this place looks hot and dry, it's because it is.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The racing today wasn't too bad on a dryslick track.  Cars had to work to pass but they could do it. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Before the big 50-lap $5,000 to win Dirtona 50 could begin the drivers formed a four abreast formation to salute the fans. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 For some reason, I enjoy racing on Sunday afternoons, more than any other time of the week.  Even though it was deathly hot, I had a good time at the Dirtona Raceway's "Dirtona 50".
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
When my portable GPS unit tells me to turn, I turn.  This is county road 3 in rural Kansas.  I drove on this road for more than two miles before I found something better!  I'm lucky I didn't tear off my oil pan. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
If I have just one remembrance of my time spent this weekend in rural Western Kansas, it would be of the huge cattle feed lots.  This is where your McDonald's burgers come from!  Not only could I see cows forever, I could smell them forever! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

DAY 3 – HIGH PLAINS LATE SUMMER TRACKCHASING TOUR




SAD NEWS

 

IN MEMORY OF DARRELL DAKE

 

 

I had heard recently that my long-time stock car racing hero, Darrell Dake was in poor health.  Nevertheless, it was still both shocking and sad to open up the August 8, 2006 issue of the Hawkeye Racing News and learn of his passing at his home in Cedar Rapids, Iowa on August 6, 2007.  He was just five days short of reaching the age of 80.

 

As I write this, I have seen racing at 1,261 racetracks.  No one in the world has been to more.  I suspect that I have seen an average of at least 50 different drivers at each of these tracks.  That’s more than 63,000 different drivers.  My favorite drivers include such local legends as Dick Trickle, Rick Ferkel, Don Bohlander, Rocky Nohl and Billy Moyer.  However, there can only be one number one.  My number one has always been Darrell Dake.  There was no bigger fan of his than me.

 

Although I’ve gone to the races more than 2,000 times, I suspect I probably only saw Darrell Dake race about 50 times.  He lived in the Cedar Rapids, Iowa area and raced mostly around Eastern Iowa and Northern Illinois.  I grew up near Peoria, Illinois and at the age of 23 started moving around the country with corporate transfers.  This made it difficult to see Darrell race, but that meant I loved it all the more when I did.

 

Let me tell you about Darrell Dake.  I had the chance to meet him several times and it was always an intimidating time for me.  It wasn’t that Darrell wasn’t friendly, he was.  I think it was the fact he was my hero.  Even though I made my living in sales, I always felt a little tongue-tied during the few minutes I would spend with Darrell Dake.  I tried to rehearse the things I might say to him before each meeting.

 

My first memory of seeing Dake race was at the Sterling Speed Bowl in Sterling, Illinois.  Sterling raced on Sunday nights and always had all of the top Illinois and Iowa drivers at the track.  This was in 1966 and 1967 during my last two years of high school.  Back then Iowa stock car racing was the best in the country.  Iowa drivers won the World 100 four times out of seven from 1972-78 and always seemed to win the Florida dirt Speedweeks championship each February.

 

Darrell Dake drove a 1962 Ford Galaxie convertible at the 1/3-mile nearly circular dirt track in Sterling.  There weren’t very many people racing convertibles on dirt tracks in the late 60s.  There weren’t many Fords being raced against the ’57 Chevies of the day and a few Dodge Charger Hemis.  Finally, no one had an engine that sounded like Dake’s as he roared out of the turns.  He would race down the straightaway sideways with one huge windshield wiper running continuously and covering nearly the entire windshield.  Yep, they had windshields back in the day.  I never understood why he needed a windshield wiper because it seemed like he was usually at the head of the pack.

 

Darrell Dake always drove #8 when I saw him, although I have pictures of him driving a few other cars with different numbers back before I first learned of him.  That ‘62 Ford convertible was painted white and carried a black “eight-ball” on the side.  His truck always carried the words, “King of the Road” on the driver’s door.  Darrel Dake was king of the road!

 

I think those years with the ’62 Ford might have been the best of his career.  He ended up selling that car to Roger Dolan.  Roger painted it pink and beat everybody’s butt, while Darrell switched to a Ford Torino that never seemed to have the success I was rooting for.

 

I met Darrell five times and can remember every one of those occasions.  I spent some time talking with him in the pit area at the Hawkeye Downs racetrack in Cedar Rapids.  A driver pulled in for one of their special events with his car decked out in full 7-Up soda colors and sponsorship.  Dake looked at me and said, “They’d have to pay me a lot of money to paint my car like that”.  I wish someone had.

 

When I first saw Darrell Dake at Sterling, I thought he was a “big buck” racer.  He was beating such stiff competition, it seemed like he would have to have some money behind him.  I would come to learn that Darrell was actually a “low buck” racer.  One night I was in the Farley pits and Dake came in with a steaming engine and a broken radiator hose.  He jumped out of the car, cut an eight inch piece of GARDEN HOSE and fashioned it into a make shift radiator hose and went back onto the track and finished the race!

 

I might have seen Darrel Dake race at the Freeport Raceway more than anywhere else.  Freeport replaced Sterling in the early 70s.  There a huge hill to the west of the Freeport track.  Cars traveling from Iowa could be seen coming over that hill for more than a mile before they got to the raceway.  I was always there early and Dake usually showed up late.  I would just stare at the hill anxiously until I saw his Ford flatbed rig coming over that hill.  I wouldn’t relax until it did.

 

One night I cornered one of Dake’s pitmen.  I was outside the pit area fence and Darrell’s helper was in the pit area.  I always wanted to help out Darrell Dake financially but I didn’t have the money to do much when he was racing.  I slipped the pitman a $50 bill through the fence on this night and told him to give it to Dake.  I said, “If he could send me a picture that would be great”.  A few days later I opened the mail to find a beautiful 8” by 10” black and white photo of Darrell standing beside the first car I ever saw him race, the 1962 Ford Convertible!  That picture has been on my office wall ever since.

 

If you know me and I’ve ever talked about Darrell Dake, then I’ve told you he raced in both the 1960 and 1961 Daytona 500s.  That’s pretty good for an Iowa farm boy back in those days.  I never got to see Darrell Dake race in some of those big IMCA races like the Iowa 300.  I’m sorry I missed that.

 

Starting in 1973, we started to move around the country.  I didn’t get a chance to see Darrell Dake race much after that.  Nevertheless, I maintained my subscription to the Hawkeye Racing News.  This situation taught me to speed read.  As soon as the HRN arrived, I would turn the pages as fast as I could to see if Darrell had won a feature and what his results were.

 

In 1983, my family and I relocated to Southern California.  I had a fire engine red Cadillac Sedan Deville.  Californians were among the first to sport “vanity” license plates.  I ordered mine.  My plates simply read, “DAKE 8”.  I must have explained a million times what “DAKE 8” meant when people would ask.  Several years later, I retired that car and that license plate.  I mailed one of the plates to Darrell at his home in Cedar Rapids.

 

During my corporate career, I’ve had the chance to see the Super Bowl, several World Series games and many high-profile sporting events.  None of those outing can touch the night I spend with Darrell Dake at the Sycamore Speedway.  They were having a special Busch All-Star race during the latter part of Darrell’s racing career.  My meeting in Chicago ran late and I left for the track later than expected.

 

When I jumped in my car, I was wearing a three-piece suit.  There was no time to stop, so I changed from my suit into my racing attire (t-shirt and shorts) without ever stopping the car.  I arrived in time for the show.  I bought a pit pass to get closer to the action in Dake’s pit.  When he broke for the night in his heat race, I was disappointed.  However, that disappointment turned to pure joy when Darrell said, “Let’s go up in the pit grandstand and watch the rest of the races from there”. 

 

I don’t know who your sports heroes might have been.  Maybe Mickey Mantle, Larry Bird or Gayle Sayers.  What would you have given to spend an hour with your hero on a one on one basis?  As they say in the MasterCard commercial, it was priceless.

 

Darrell retired from racing in the early 90s.  I saw him a few years back when we were both watching the races at West Liberty.  He was always amazed that a guy from California would show up so often at an Iowa racetrack.  We talked for a while and I bade him farewell.

 

From time to time I would get back to Eastern Iowa on business.  When I could I would drive by Darrell’s garage.  I always wanted to stop the car and knock on his door to say hello, but I didn’t want to bother him.  Now I wish I had.

 

Rest in peace, Darrell Dake. 

 

 

 

Randy Lewis

San Clemente, California

 

 

I’ve created a special tab on my website at www.ranlayracing.com in memory of Darrell Dake.  I’ll be adding photos of Darrell from his racing career over the next several months.  If you’ve got a favorite photo of Darrell Dake and want it to be part of this electronic collection, please email me at ranlay@yahoo.com.

 

 

 

 

Memorial – Cedar Rapids Gazette

 

Darrell Clair Dake, 79, of 6505 Mt. Vernon Road SE, passed away in his home of cancer on Monday, August 6, 2007. A Celebration of Life will be held from 1 to 4 p.m. Monday at Cedar Memorial Funeral Home. A private family burial will be held at Campbell Cemetery.

Darrell is preceded in death by his parents, Wilmer Dake and Madeline Cilvick; his brother, Denny Dake; and his daughter, Diane Streeper.

Darrell is survived by his wife, LaVerle; his children, Ronnie Dake, Theron (Josie) Manson, and Pamela Boston, all of Cedar Rapids; Maureen (David) Kilfoile of Coral Springs, FL; LuAnn (Gene) Pierce of Des Moines; a son-in-law, Jerry Streeper of Maquoketa; 9 grandchildren; and 6 great grandchildren.

Darrell was born on August 11, 1927 in Palo and united in marriage to LaVerle on October 27, 1961 in Shreveport, LA. Darrell enjoyed a long and successful career in auto racing. He raced twice in the Daytona 500 in 1960 and 1961. He once said a memorable moment was in 1960 when he finished 4th in the 125 lap qualifier race for the Daytona 500 and the 5th place finisher in that race was Lee Petty.

In lieu of flowers, memorials may be directed to the family.

 




TODAY’S HEADLINES


 

What’s the strategy behind choosing today’s Kansas track over the one racing in Nebraska?.....................more in “The Objective”.

 

What do you do when the fuel gauge says “low fuel” and the GPS says the next gas station is more than 40 miles up the road? …………..details in “The Trip”.


What do you do when the officer says, “May I see your license? …………..details in “The People”.



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GREETINGS FROM HUGOTON, KANSAS.

 

 

 

 


I WOKE UP IN MCCOOK, NEBRASKA AND WENT TO SLEEP IN EMPORIA, KANSAS BEFORE RETURNING HOME TO SAN CLEMENTE ON MONDAY.  THIS IS WHAT TRANSPIRED TODAY.





 

PEOPLE/STRATEGY/TRAVEL NEWS

 

 

 

 

The Objective 

 

I had a strategic decision to make today.  Which track should I attend?  The Boone County Raceway in Albion, Nebraska, normally a Friday night track was holding a special Sunday afternoon race.  At the same time, the Dirtona Raceway in Hugoton, Kansas was holding their biggest event of the year, a $5,000 to win super stock special.

 

There were two advantages to going to the track in Nebraska.  First, this track would be about 250 miles less driving than going down into Southwestern Kansas.  Secondly, getting one more track in the Cornhusker state would move me into a tie for most tracks seen in Nebraska.

 

The race in Kansas held a stronger strategic advantage.  The Dirtona Raceway runs every other Saturday night.  They are in a remote location just 50 miles from the Colorado border and about 15 miles from Oklahoma.  This track is not near any major airport.  I figured since I was “somewhat in the area” now would be the time to get this track.  I also didn’t want to burn a Friday night track like Boone County when I didn’t need too.

 

This is what “Trackchaser Track Management” is all about.  Although the number changes every day, I currently have 1,173 tracks remaining to be seen in the U.S. and Canada.  Only 345 of those race on a weekly basis.  It’s best to save every one of those weekly tracks as long as I can while I see tracks that race less often.  Trackchasing is not simply trying to see as many tracks as you can without regard to the future.

 

If each of those 345 weekly tracks that I have not seen race 20 times per year that would be 6,900 individual race dates available to me in a given year.  On the other hand, 345 tracks that race just one time per year (county fairs as an example) provide just 345 unique dates each year.  The difference is huge.  I have been managing my trackchasing like this for years.  This is why I can go out each and every weekend and rack up 4-6 tracks nearly all year long.  It’s strategic, baby.




The Trip

 

The distance from my Saturday afternoon track to today’s Sunday afternoon track was about 520 miles.  In between seeing these two tracks, I also spent more than three hours at the Lincoln County Raceway and slept overnight in McCook, Nebraska.

 

I left today’s track at 6:30 p.m.  It was about 450 more miles back to the Kansas City airport.  My standby flight left there on Monday morning at 11 a.m.

 

When I’m not traveling with Carol, it doesn’t really matter what the travel itinerary calls for.  If I can physically get from point A to point B in the time I have, I simply do it.

 

My travel on Sunday morning was most adventuresome.  This is desolate and rural country.  I came across one gas station out in the middle of nowhere.  It had several pumps but no employees.  Actually there was nothing but gas pumps, nothing else!

 

I didn’t stop there for gas but maybe I should have.  I always drive my cars until the low fuel orange warning light goes on.  When I do stop for gas I take a few extra moments to make sure the tank is 100% full.  I learned this watching NASCAR races!  In the long run, I’ll make fewer stops and save time doing it this way.

 

However, on occasion this strategy can get the heart racing.  Today I was driving along when the low fuel light came on.  As I normally do, I consulted my portable GPS unit to tell me where the nearest gas station was located.  “Dusty” told me the nearest station in front of me was 40.6 miles.  Wow!  Even I don’t like to drive that far after the low fuel light comes on.  Dusty also pointed out that the nearest gas station behind me, in Garden City, Kansas was only 23.7 miles away. 

 

I could drive backwards and get to a gas station sooner.  If I did that I would then have to retrace my steps and drive a total of more than 46 miles out of my way.  I didn’t like that idea.  I decided to go forward.  I figured that if I ran out of gas trying to make it 40.6 miles, that calling AAA would be faster than driving 46 miles out of my way.  These are the strategic choices I am faced with multiple times each day of my life.  Sometimes I make the right choice and sometimes I don’t.

 

As it turns out, I came across the small town of Sublette, Kansas.  They were just 10 miles up the road.  They had a gas station that wasn’t listed in my GPS unit.  Granted they charged about 30 cents more per gallon than the going rate, but I was happy to buy their gas.

 

I did walk inside their 1950s style general store.  It was weird in there.  There were a couple of ceiling fans turning lazily at the day was really starting to heat up.  Two cowboy looking older gentlemen were quietly sipping coffee in one of the two booths the café part of the building offered.  In the other booth was a family of four dressed in Amish clothing.  The little girl was spinning a top on the floor and speaking in German.  All of this was happening in Kansas.  Let me tell you, it was weird.

 

 

 

The People

 

I frequently remind myself that I am just three moving violations from being pulled off the worldwide trackchasing trail.  That’s right!  Three speeding tickets and I would likely lose my driver’s license.  No driver’s license, no rental car.   No rental car, no new tracks.  That’s why I rarely go more than 5 M.P.H. over the speed limit.

 

Today I passed through the prettier than expected town of Garden City in Kansas.  The downtown area is 15-20 blocks long and the speed limit is 20 M.P.H. in spots.  I took special pains to make certain that I adhered to the local limits.

 

Just as I was about ready to leave the south side of Garden City, I noticed a police car sitting over to my right.  I had been in a 30 M.P.H. zone that had just changed to forty.  I was going 40 M.P.H.  I didn’t figure I would have any problems with this local law enforcement official.

 

Wrong!  The flashing red lights came on and he pulled onto the highway.  I was soon being pulled over.  Just like on TV, the officer called in my plate number over his radio to make sure I was not wanted for any recent mass murders.  When he was assured I was likely harmless, he approached my car.

 

“Do you know why I stopped you?” he asked.

 

Editor’s note:  These cops need to come up with a new line.  This one’s getting mighty old.

 

“Because you are a small town cop in a hick town and it’s Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do.  Or is it because you are some power hungry idiot who joined the police force because you couldn’t get a job as a night watchman at a day car facility,” I should have said.

 

What I DID say was, “I suspect you stopped me for speeding but I was doing 40 M.P.H. and I thought the speed limit was forty”.

 

The officer came back with, “The speed limit changes from 30 M.P.H. to 40 M.P.H. just past where I was parked.  You were doing 40 M.P.H. just before you entered the 40 M.P.H.  Let me see your driver’s license.”

 

I reached into my pocket and handed him my Hawaii driver’s license.  “You’re from Hawaii?  You’re a long way from home.  My wife’s from Maui,” the policeman offered.  “It’s a small world isn’t it,” I meekly but cheerfully replied, all the while trying to suck up in any way that I could.

 

“I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere,” he said.

 

Dang!  I had missed my chance.  My ex-brother-in-law is a cop.  He told me he let’s people go with a warning if they can tell him a story he has never heard to explain why they were speeding.  Based on his advice, I have developed such a story.  Here’s how my story goes.

 

“Officer, you want to know why I was speeding.  Years ago, my wife ran off with a cop and never came back.  When I saw you chasing me down, I thought you were the guy she ran away with.  I thought you were trying to return her to me, so I was trying to get away from you!”  Yes, this is the story I will someday tell a police officer in my attempt to get out of a ticket.

 

Today, I didn’t have the balls to go through with it.  Soon the officer was returning to my car.  He was only carrying my driver’s license in his hand.  That looked like a good sign.

 

“I’m going to let you off with a warning.  You’re not from around here (where have I heard than before) and don’t know where you’re going.  Just watch that speed for me”, the police officer said.

 

“You know officer, I really didn’t think I was speeding.  I try really hard not to go over the limit” (stretching the truth here just a bit), I explained.

 

“I know you weren’t doing a ‘NASCAR thing” today.  Some people come through here doing 60 M.P.H.  Just keep the speed down for me,”  he said. 

 

As the officer was walking back to his car, I thought about saying, “I have a question.  If you had intended to give me a ticket, would you have considered letting me go if I told you a story about why I was speeding that you had never heard before?”  I didn’t ask the question, I didn’t have the balls.

 

I’m just happy to carry a Hawaii driver’s license.  I think with the officer’s wife being from Hawaii it might have saved me today.

 

 

 

 


STATE RANKINGS


This was my 21st lifetime track in the Jayhawk state.  I have a 3rd place ranking in Kansas and trail Allan Brown’s 24 tracks for the runner-up spot.  Ed Esser leads here with 28 tracks.

 

I didn’t have the heart to see my sixth Nebraska track of the weekend and end up tying Mr. Esser for the state lead.  I didn’t think he would ever forgive me.






RACE REVIEW – DIRTONA RACEWAY, HUGOTON, KANSAS – TRACK #1,261


I had a good time at the races today.  The program had some serious drawbacks, but I think the fact that I just love Sunday afternoon racing saved the day.

 

Today was the last day of the season for the Dirtona Raceway.  This was also the last day of this three-day weekend show.  The final race of the day would be a 50-lap, $5,000 to win feature for the Super Stock class, one of my favorites.

 

You mentioned drawbacks.  What were the drawbacks?  First of all it was 98 desert degrees with nary a cloud in the sky.  Secondly, it was 98 degrees.  Thirdly, the wind blew at more than 25 M.P.H. most of the day.  Luckily, the wind did not blow directly into the grandstand.

 

The track was completely “dry slick” from the two previous days of racing.  “Dry slick” means that a large amount of rubber had been laid down on the dirt track surface from the race car tires.  The good thing about this condition is that it kept the dust down.

 

For no apparent reason, they started 40 minutes late at 2:40 p.m.  Then, again inexplicitly they ran all kinds of last chance races and heat races.  They had two “last chance” races for the super stocks.  The announcer admitted that the cars were not racing to get into the big race, they had already qualified.  They were only racing to determine their starting order in the last three rows of the 24-car event!  Oh my.

 

After about 10 small qualifying races and three different sets of hot laps, they finally got to feature racing.  The factory stock and hobby stock features started less than 10 cars.  What were all of their heat races designed to do?

 

The  18-car modified feature was a good one.  It was not until 5:47 p.m. that I heard the “Gentleman, start your engines command” for the $5,000 to win race.  I had hoped to have been outta this track by 5 p.m.  I had a 450-mile drive back to the airport.

 

Nevertheless, that’s when the “Dirtona 50” started and I was committed to seeing it.  It was a good race.  The winner came from a few rows back.  There were just six caution flags and a good deal of passing.

 

Once again, my race scanner saved the day for me.  You can imagine there were some significant delays in this program.  During the intermission I headed to the parking lot and my rental car’s air-conditioning.

 

I had a nice chat with the track’s announcer.  He told me, “I’m probably the only paid person at the track.  It’s all volunteer help”.  I suspected that after listening to some of the “chat” over my race scanner.

 

Male voice #1:  We’re going to have the feature cars line up four abreast for a salute to the fans.

 

Female voice #1:  Do they even know how to do the four abreast salute?

 

Male voice #1:  We’re gonna find out.

 

Female voice #1:  Do you want me to hold up four fingers and show them my breasts?

 

Male voice #2:  Hold on.  I’m comin’ over.  I wanna see this.

 

Yes, my race scanner can certainly liven up the races!





RENTAL CAR UPDATE

 

Kansas City – Friday-Monday (3-day rental)

 

I drove the National Rental Car Racing Chevy Impala 1,316 miles.  I paid an average price of just $2.88 per gallon.  The Chevy gave me 25.7 M.P.G. in fuel mileage at a cost of 11.2 cents per mile.  The car cost 8.0 cents per mile to rent, all taxes included because of the drop off charges.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks for reading about my trackchasing,

 

Randy Lewis

Alberta’s #1 Trackchaser

That’s all the news that’s fit to print from San Clemente where the women are strong, the men are good-looking, and all of the children are above average.

 

 

 

 

 

AIRPLANE

 

Los Angeles, CA – Kansas City, KS – 1,361 miles

 

 

RENTAL CAR – KANSAS CITY, KS

 

Kansas City International Airport – trip begins

Hastings, Nebraska (Friday) – 283 miles

Hastings, Nebraska (Saturday) – 295 miles

Edgar, Nebraska – 332 miles

North Platte, Nebraska – 569 miles

Hugoton, Kansas – 852 miles

Kansas City International Airport – 1,316 miles - trip ends

 

 

AIRPLANE

 

Kansas City, KS – Los Angeles, CA – 1,361 miles

 

 

Total Air miles – 2,722 (2 flights)

 

 

Total auto and air miles traveled on this trip – 4,038 miles

 

 

 

 

 

TRACK ADMSSION PRICES:

 

KAM Raceway - $5

Motorsports Park Hastings - Free

American Legion Figure 8 Course - Free

Lincoln County Raceway - $8

Dirtona Speedway - $10

 

 

 

Total racetrack admissions for the trip – $23

 

 

 

 

RANKINGS

 

 

LIFETIME TRACKCHASER STANDINGS UPDATE:

 

There are no trackchasers currently within 100 tracks of my lifetime total. 

 

1.  Randy Lewis, San Clemente, California – 1,261

 

 

 

 

Other notables

 

These worldwide trackchasers are within 10 tracks (plus or minus) of Carol’s current trackchaser total.

 

 

29.  Carol Lewis, San Clemente, California – 333

 

30.  Tom Schmeh, Knoxville, Iowa – 330

 

31.  Dwight Bucks, Topton, Pennsylvania – 328

 

 

 

 

 

2007 TRACKCHASER STANDINGS

 

1.  Randy Lewis, San Clemente, California - 123

 

2.  Roland Vanden Eynde, Vilvoorde, Belgium - 78

 

3.  Ed Esser, Madison, Wisconsin – 75

 

4.  Mike Knappenberger, Reading, Pennsylvania – 66

 

5.  Pam Smith, Effort, Pennsylvania – 45

 

5.  Paul Weisel, Orefield, Pennsylvania – 45

 

7.  Guy Smith, Effort, Pennsylvania - 43

 

8.  Carol Lewis, San Clemente, California – 39

 

9.  Gordon Killian, Sinking Springs, Pennsylvania – 36

 

10.  Roger Ferrell, Majenica, Indiana – 27

 

Tracks have been reported by 40 different worldwide trackchasers this season.



 

 

 

Past trackchasing reports are available at:

www.ranlayracing.com

 

 

Official trackchaser standings can be viewed at:

www.trackchaser.net

 

 

Some of the data in this report comes from www.trackchaser.net

and my Garmin GPS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

UPCOMING TRACKCHASING PLANS

 

It’s time for Trackchasing’s First Mother to join the fray.  We’ll be traveling in Canada by the time you read this.  We have all kinds of non-racing activities planned as well as a good dose of trackchasing.  Stay tuned.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

RACETRACKS VISITED IN 2007 (** not the first time to visit this track)

 

 

1,139.  Meremere Dirt Track Club, Meremere, New Zealand - January 1

 

1,140.  Meeanee Speedway, Hawkes Bay, New Zealand - January 1

 

1,141.  Top of the South Speedway, Richmond, New Zealand - January 2

 

1,142.  Woodford Glen Speedway, Christchurch, New Zealand - January 3

 

1,143.  Robertson Holden International Speedway, Palmerston North, New Zealand - January 5

 

1,144.  Taupo Motorsports Park, Taupo, North, New Zealand - January 6

 

1,145.  Waikaraka Park International Speedway, Auckland, New Zealand - January 6

 

1,146.  Angels Stadium of Anaheim (inner oval), Anaheim, California - January 13

 

1,147.  Angels Stadium of Anaheim (outer oval), Anaheim, California - January 13

 

1,148.  West Valley Speedway, Surprise, Arizona - January 14

 

1,149. Sandia Motorsports Park (road course), Albuquerque, New Mexico - January 28

 

1,150. Grand Prix De Lanaudiere, Lavaltrie, Quebec, Canada – February 3

 

1,151. Ste-Eulalie Ice Track, Eulalie, Quebec, Canada – February 4

 

1,152. St Guillaume, St Guillaume, Quebec, Canada – February 4

 

1,153. Caldwell Rodeo Arena, Caldwell, Idaho – February 10

 

1,154. Balsam Lake Ice Track, Balsam Lake, Wisconsin – February 18

 

1,155. Northeast Pond Ice Track, Milton, New Hampshire – February 24

 

1,156. Lee Pond Ice Track, Moultonborough, New Hampshire – February 25

 

1,157. New Hendry Country Speedway, Clewiston, Florida – March 3

 

1,158. Florida Sports Park, Naples, Florida – March 4

 

1,159. Honeoye Lake Ice Track – Road Course, Honeoye, New York – March 10

 

1,160. Houston Raceway Park, Baytown, Texas – March 16

 

1,161. Houston Motorsports Park, Houston, Texas – March 16

 

1,162. Dawgwood Speedway, Chatsworth, Georgia – March 17

 

1,163. Toccoa Speedway, Toccoa, Georgia – March 17

 

1,164. Tazewell Speedway, Tazewell, Tennessee – March 18

 

1,165. Malden Speedway, Malden, Missouri, Tennessee – March 23

 

1,166. Dacosa Speedway, Byhalia, Mississippi – March 24

 

1,167. Swinging Bridge Raceway, Byram, Mississippi – March 24

 

1,168. Florence Motor Speedway, Florence, South Carolina – March 25

 

1,169. Foothills Raceway, Easley, South Carolina – March 30

 

1,170. Mileback Speedway, Gray Court, South Carolina – March 30

 

1,171. Grand Prix of St. Petersburg, St. Petersburg, Florida – April 1

 

1,172. Vegas Grand Prix, Las Vegas, Nevada – April 8

 

1,173. Huntsville Speedway, Huntsville, Alabama – April 13

 

1,174. Low Country Kartway, Aynor, South Carolina – April 14

 

1,175. Dillon Motor Speedway, Dillon, South Carolina – April 14

 

1,176. Valley Dirt Riders, Berthoud, Colorado – April 15

 

1,177. Antelope Valley Fairgrounds, Lancaster, California – April 22

 

1,178. Sertoma Speedway, Tularosa, New Mexico – April 27

 

1,179. Sandia Motorsports Park (outer oval), Albuquerque, New Mexico – April 28

 

1,180. Sandia Motorsports Park (inner oval), Albuquerque, New Mexico – April 28

 

1,181. Hollywood Hills Speedway, San Felipe Pueblo, New Mexico – April 29

 

1,182. Meridian Speedway, Meridian, Idaho – May 11

 

1,183. Diamond Mountain Speedway, Vernal, Utah, Idaho – May 12

 

1,184. Rocky Mountain Raceways (oval), Salt Lake City, Utah – May 12 

 

1,185. Rocky Mountain Raceways (figure 8), Salt Lake City, Utah – May 12

 

1,186. Modoc Speedway, Modoc, South Carolina – May 18

 

1,187. Possum Kingdom Super Speedway, Belton, South Carolina – May 19

 

1,188. Laurens County Speedway, Laurens, South Carolina – May 19

 

1,189. Fairplex at the Los Angeles County Fairgrounds, Pomona, California – May 20

 

1,190. Lowes Motor Speedway (inner oval), Concord, North Carolina – May 24

 

1,191. Lowes Motor Speedway (road course), Concord, North Carolina – May 24

 

1,192. Madison International Speedway (inner oval), Oregon, Wisconsin – May 25

 

** Madison International Speedway (outer oval), Oregon, Wisconsin – May 25

 

1,193. Thunderbird Stadium (figure 8), Bremerton, Washington – May 26

 

1,194. Thunderbird Stadium (oval), Bremerton, Washington – May 26

 

1,195. Whispering Pines Motorsports Park, Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada – May 27

 

1,196. Magic Valley Speedway, Twin Falls, Idaho – May 28

 

1,197. Owyhee Motorcycle Raceway Park, Boise, Idaho – June 1

 

1,198. Race City Motorsports Park, Calgary, Alberta, Canada – June 2

 

1,199. Edmonton International Raceway, Wetaskiwin, Alberta, Canada – June 2

 

1,200. Castrol Raceway, Edmonton, Alberta, Canada – June 2

 

1,201. Hidden Valley Motorsports Park, Drumheller, Alberta, Canada – June 2

 

1,202. Boyd’s Speedway, Ringgold, Georgia - June 8

 

1,203. Fayette County Fairgrounds, Washington Courthouse, Ohio - June 9

 

1,204. Brush Creek Motorsports Park, Pebbles, Ohio - June 9

 

1,205. Brown County Speedway, Russellville, Ohio - June 9

 

1,206. Vinton Speedway, Vinton, Ohio - June 10

 

1,207. Hilltop Speedway, Millersburg, Ohio - June 10

 

1,208. I-70 Speedway – dirt (outer oval), Odessa, Missouri - June 13

 

1,209. L A Raceway, La Monte, Missouri - June 14

 

1,210. Valley Speedway, Grain Valley, Missouri - June 22

 

1,211. Jamaica Raceway, Jamaica, Iowa - June 23

 

1,212. Calhoun County Fairgrounds (figure 8), Rockwell City, Jamaica, Iowa - June 23

 

** Hamilton County Speedway, Webster City, Iowa – June 23 (new for Carol only)

 

** Iowa Speedway (outer oval), Newton