One Lap of America 2012 with the Swiss and a Miss!
Katie posted on
- 08
- 20
- 2012
First and Foremost I couldn’t bring Ned along this time so I had to part with him for about two weeks… Needless to say it was a little difficult. Below is the video:
From the start, this trip was always entertaining. A big thank you to International Race car driver Amanda Hennessy and Race car driver and chocolatier Robert Dubler who have become good friends of ours. Without them none, us going on this trip would not have been possible!
We arrived a few days early and got to meet and greet with the swiss team at South Bend, Indiana. The Heroic Camerman Kevin and I were pumped to be driving a Chevy Traverse (keeping it in the family) as our rent-a-car for that week. Nicknamed “The Ruckus”, The Traverse was our home away from home for two weeks and will always hold a special place in my heart.
When we started, our Team had three HHR’s, a Cadillac CTS-V wagon, and “The Ruckus”. When we finished we had two HHR’s and “The Ruckus”. Just goes to show ya that One Lap is no walk in the park. We lost one of the HHR’s at High Plains Raceway in Colorado. The engine got hungry and ate a spark plug… Then Road America claimed the Cadillac CTS-V wagon. Thankfully everyone was A-Okay and at the end of the day, that’s always what’s most important.
There’s so much more to One Lap of America than any site could begin to describe. I really learned that its a family of people participating in an adrenaline fueled event sculpted with precision. It’s a lot like life in the sense that its not so much about the destination, but the journey of getting there that really matters. A special thanks to Brock Yates Jr. for continuing to hold this fantastic event, and thanks to all who participated and made One Lap possible 
If I could road trip across America everyday for the rest of my life, I would.
Marcus, also known as ‘Speedy’ (for good reason) was the driver of the HHR that ‘got hungry for a spark plug’ in Colorado, so he got to ride with Kevin, myself and the Traverse, a.k.a “The Ruckus”. Speedy may have entered “The Ruckus” a Swiss man, but he left it a Real American. All it took was some blasting of Bohemian Rhapsody, spontaneous yells of “AMERICA”, and some loud enthusiastic energy about our flag.
We may have had difficulty communicating with them in the beginning, but I can honestly say that the Swiss have now become a part of my family, and I miss them dearly. I don’t know much swiss, but I know these wonderful gentlemen have stolen my heart. This event gave me a new appreciation for the open road that America has to offer, as well as the warm and welcoming people a part of the racing and car community. It was a privilege to be included and I look forward to what future events have to offer.
