Some 35 years ago, I completed the Jim Russell International Racing Driver’s School at Le Circuit Mont Tremblant, about 2 hours North of Montreal. It is a legendary track with a long history of hosting major international events, including the Canadian Grand-Prix in the late 1960’s and early ’70’s.
It is a spectacularly beautiful course, nestled in the lush rolling hills of the Laurentians.
My course was my last hurrah as I entered marriage and parenthood; a fitting last fling at the carefree life. No regrets.
My son is a car nut. When his birthday came up earlier this Summer I had the rather brilliant idea of giving him the opportunity to take two laps around the course in a Lamborghini or Ferrari. This is a business run by G1 Tour on a number of tracks in the province, the longest and most famous being the one at Mont-Tremblant.
We left at 6:30 AM and drove in the pouring rain to the track. Fortunately, the rain slowed to a drizzle, making for a very fun ride (I am told). My son’s words were: “The only problem now is that I want to own one of these cars”. Work hard my boy!
He never smiles for any photos, so I’m guessing this is what passes for ecstasy in his facial expressions.