By Sam Moore Photographs by Moore Good Ink
Let’s stipulate the time period starts in 1948 and ends in 1966. Like any bygone era this time period would be characterized by its music and its fashions, its aircraft and its road transport. But for the racing enthusiast it would be distinguished by its fine cars and motorcycles. An impossible fantasy? No it isn’t. It is the reality known as the Goodwood Revival now the highlight of each racing season.
Each September racing enthusiasts, many with their wives and partners, dress-up in period attire and sally forth to Goodwood near Chichester in West Sussex. Less than two hours distance southwest of London, the Goodwood estate is opened to the public where one hundred and twenty thousand devotees revel in historical air displays, fashion, and a 15-race program like no other over three days: Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
Tellingly, when avid racing enthusiasts emphasize, “You will never see racing like it,” believe them for you are in for the treat of a lifetime: multi-million dollar historic race cars driven at full-chat is the feast before you.
But that’s not all, there are hundreds of booths to peruse, offering everything imaginable. In fact, there’s so much to see you could easily spend the three days on walkabout and see nothing of the racing.
We’ve been buked: we are pilgrims of pleasure!
The precursor to the Goodwood Revival begins with Thursday evening’s cricket match. Cricket is the English bat-and-ball game played between two teams each with 11 players on a field at the center of which is a rectangular 22-yard long pitch. This particular game pitted Lord March’s house team, the Goodwood proprietor, against eleven selected racing drivers.
Here follows some scenes near the cricket action, to enlarge simply click on each image:
For the 2013 Goodwood Revival race action and event photos click here.
![]() For next 18 years Goodwood became a prestigious, world class race track then closed its doors to contemporary racing in 1966
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Hi Vic,
Very nice vignette of the Revival. I guess it’s a bit of a ‘crazy Limey’ revelation for your audience. Cheers
Bill Gysin