A Motorsport Spectator’s Delight at Penhow Autograss: Exceptional Value for Money

The day provided endless opportunities for both spectating and photography. Yet, what stood out most was not the finishing positions. In fact, finishing second seemed almost as celebrated as finishing first. The camaraderie was exceptional. Families, teams, and supporters created an atmosphere where encouragement flowed freely, regardless of results.

Dave Riley

4/14/20262 min read

A Motorsport Spectator’s Delight at Penhow Autograss: Exceptional Value for Money

I was kindly invited by The Sunday Club, a small but dedicated group of photographers whose enthusiasm remains entirely weatherproof. Seasoned and supportive, they have a remarkable knack for helping me get the most out of every outing, regardless of conditions.

On Sunday 12th April, they organised a trip to the Penhow Autograss National Qualifier near Magor. This was new territory for me. I’ve attended many forms of motorsport over the years, but autograss had somehow escaped my lens until now. Fortunately, Nige generously offered me a lift. Two in the car, comfortable, and only about an hour’s journey. The forecast, however, hinted at something less accommodating.

The dilemma was clear. Do you stay dry and protect your gear, or embrace the elements for the promise of mud, mayhem, and magnificent action? As it turned out, we were treated to both. Rain, mud, sunshine, dust, and a full spectrum of racing conditions that kept things interesting from start to finish.

Now, the cost of entry deserves a moment of appreciation: £6. Yes, £6. At that price, expectations are naturally cautious, but this proved to be one of the best-value motorsport experiences imaginable.

The event was superbly organised. Racing was continuous, and that is no exaggeration. It was race after race, with barely a pause. Competitors didn’t seem to have time for lunch, let alone a breather.

We began with the junior races, which were nothing short of inspiring. Among them were some remarkably young drivers, future stars in the making. I spoke with one father who, while nursing a sore throat from enthusiastic cheering, proudly told me his daughter was just nine years old. Nine. Formula 1 may wish to keep an eye on its future talent pipeline.

The day provided endless opportunities for both spectating and photography. Yet, what stood out most was not the finishing positions. In fact, finishing second seemed almost as celebrated as finishing first. The camaraderie was exceptional. Families, teams, and supporters created an atmosphere where encouragement flowed freely, regardless of results.

It was a thoroughly enjoyable day, rich in action and community spirit. My thanks go to The Sunday Club for the invitation, and especially to Nige for the lift and good company.