I attended at least 9 of the past 11 years and attendance has declined each of the past few years. Just my point of view, but seems PIR is less helpful and friendly and with higher costs every year, a function of government. Getting to be a pain to get to the infield and back. Brother wanted me to go with him again this year, but not worth about a hundred bucks for the two of us, with parking and all. Was much cheaper back when I belonged to AROO, and may return next year. With fewer vendors and racers because of the Obummer depression, the Historics otherwise look much the same every year.This was my first time to PIR. Why isn't this vintage race better supported? It's a wonderful venue.
You can't support events of this size without getting the public out, and that goes double for corporate sponsors who won't show up if attendance is not likely. The public won't go in a depression while costs are high and attendance declining, so it becomes a latino stand off. $45 for insiders is great, but the same thing for the unwashed masses is $95 with more restrictions or less benefits than are enyoyed by "participants". The 'spectators' are also next years club members, so maybe clubs can help by bearing a greater cost, even taking a short term loss to bring in more people until the ecomomy improves.I thought the 3-day ticket and corral price of $45 (for two people!) was terrific.
But why no corporate sponsors, only modest club participation, and not even a simple race program so we could know who and what were on the track? The announcers did a lot of chatting and joking, but they didn't offer much detail about the cars or who was driving them.
I couldn't fit a dismembered midget in the trunk of the 72 spider, especially with the trunk rust where it would fall through, so I traded it today for a proper American car with two right wings and a huge solid steel trunk!A weekend pass, with parking, was $55. If your car has a large trunk, you can get two in for that price, the way some senior citizens used to do at the drive in movie.
Not confessing mind you, but you'd be surprised how much room there was in a '57 Plymouth.