We were there. And so were a police-estimated 15,000-or-so other drag racing aficionados, all of whom showed-up in their racing-best in Palmdale, CA on a hot, hot summer night to celebrate --- and say goodbye to --- Los Angeles County Raceway. The track first opened in 1964 for testing and resurfacing, and opened to the public as an NHRA-sanctioned 1,320 foot-long drag strip in 1965. NHRA's premier showcase track, at the Los Angeles County Fairgrounds in Pomona, is much closer to downtown LA and the surrounding population centers. Though some always say Pomona may also fade into the past sometime soon, well, they've been saying that for 50 years, since the place opened. But with NHRA's new ownership, who knows for sure?
But literally tens of thousands of new residents are moving into the the "Upper Desert" every year now, a place where spanking-new cookie-cutter housing developments still compete with dune buggies, MX bikes and tumbleweeds for what's left of the "wide-open spaces" ... And the houses are winning the battle. And a lot of those new folks are already or will be drag racers. Where will these enthusiasts find their vehicles' nether reaches? Unfortunately, any number of them will probably (and typically, if history is any guide) find the streets in their new home area, which are for the most part brand-new, long, wide and smooth, perfect for competition.
The dry lake bed of El Mirage, a smaller version of the Bonneville Salt Flats, is within an easy 1/2 hour drive of Palmdale. You've seen it in any number of TV commercials, feature movies and TV shows. People who have been running at Palmdale's LACR for years will hear the Salt calling to them, too.
The streets and the Salt are both more dangerous than any organized race track. And Palmdale has lost its track.
THE CROWDS GATHERED EARLY FOR A LONG NIGHT OF RACING
Some came in their street-legal cars, trucks and motorcycles --- Others were trailering the loves-of-their-lives, still others appeared ready for the NHRA Pro ranks, with $100,000 transporters, some carrying jet-powered cars which can clear the 1/4 mile in somewhere around 3.5 seconds --- But NHRA limits these screaming meemies to around 5 seconds and just under 300mph, or thereabouts. Others showed up with their Pro-level TFDs (Top Fuel dragsters), the world's fastest piston-powered vehicles, which can accelerate from 0 to over 320 miles per hour in well under 5 seconds. The local police attended, too; but most of them seemed to be there as competitors, not enforcers.
When the track was built, the entire area surrounding it was owned by a gravel company. But Palmdale was small and growth was slow. And not much gravel was needed. That all changed in the 1990s, when slow-growth became quick-growth throughout the area. Today the track's surrounding land being mined, owned by Granite Corporation, is running out of gravel. So the company needs to tear-up the track and its parking lots and starting mining gravel. So, for the sake of gravel and suburban growth, a race track dies.
BERNIE AND BIG WILLIE TALK TO THE MEDIA
Bernie Longjohn, who has operated the race track since 1980, is moving on -- All the way to Alabama
where new friends and, mostly, a new race track are calling to him. He told us it is hard giving up all his So Cal-area friends and relatives and racers, but with the track closing, he has no other choice but to find a new track to run. And right now, for Bernie, Birmingham, AL seems to be the place to go. (Photo - 'CAR NUT' Steve Parker interviews LA County Raceway track operator Bernie Longjohn for 'CAR NUT TV' and this website).
Big Willie Robinson, "King of the Street Racers", spent much of the evening greeting old friends and announcing on the microphone, calling the events in his inimitable, deep, knowledgeable, friendly and folksy style. According to Willie, heads-up racers bet hamburgers, not money or pink slips, between them, and when the cars take a break from the track for one reason or another, he encourages parents to take their little kids down to the start line and have a foot race. Plus, with the recent death of his wife, Tomiko, everyone was thrilled to see Willie out-and-about at a race track with his fellow Street Racers. Everyone knew it wasn't easy for him, but as the night went on, more and more Willie became the Big Willie everyone has known and respected for so many years.
Safe, friendly and fun. That's how Willie runs (and announces) his races, and he hopes to someday soon be running races again at Terminal Island in the Los Angeles/Long Beach harbor area, or perhaps even in Palmdale itself, where the same commission which manages Los Angeles and Ontario International Airports has several thousand acres where a futuristic Palmdale International Airport may someday be built --- Complete with high-speed rail conections to the greater Los Angeles/Orange County/San Diego areas. That's just a dream at this point, but the land lies fallow with nothing on it, and people have proven for over 50 years they'll drive from all over So Cal to the Upper Desert where Palmdale is located ... So, why not build a track in the meantime? (Photo --- 'CAR NUT' Steve Parker and Big Willie attempt to see eye-to-eye).
Every time we turned around, someone was pitching a race track idea to us. Some say a track near Beaumont, CA might actually become a reality. But after years of waiting, a lot of people aren't very positive about that effort. Some push another Palmdale location. Others say they'd be happy with Brotherhood Raceway re-opening somewhere in the LA/Long Beach harbor.
ANOTHER SAFE, LEGAL PLACE TO RACE BITES THE HIGH DESERT DUST OF SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA
But the reality is: Southern California lost yet another 1/4 mile drag racing track where young and old, rich and poor, amateur and pro (a few racers were vying for their NHRA competition license) but especially black, brown, white, red, yellow and every combination --- which is what makes southern California what it is --- were there with no ill feelings, no animosity, no fights. Anyone looking for some "real street action" would be sadly disappointed. Hardened and tough characters who look like veterans of the Heartbreak Hotel are playing with their infant grandchildren before getting into their race cars.
LA County Raceway was truly one of "the" places in So Cal where people could "Run Watcha Brung," in every sense of the phrase. (Photo --- A turbocharged Buick Grand National with racing slicks on the trailer, readying for LACR's last night of racing).
Dodge Ram truck against Suzuki Hayabusa? Bring 'em on! A Honda 2005 Civic which turns the 1/4 mile in under 7 seconds with a little help from the factory ... versus ... a classic and original T-bucket pumping out 600 horsepower with a blown V8, built by a husband and wife in their garage over the course of 20 years, and she's driving tonight? Get in line and suit up, drivers! A jet car which uses #2 "Sweet" Diesel as fuel, not A4 Jet Fuel ("Because it's a helluva lot cheaper!", one of the jet jockeys tells me) hits its afterburner and a wooden fence behind the long, sleek vehicle immediately bursts into flames (men are at the ready with fire extinguishers) ... And the night goes on and on. Live music from a Palmdale-level rock band only made the place feel more and more like Lions Drag Strip, Orange County International Raceway or even Pomona, before the "Circus" and the "Painted Elephants" (as some call the NHRA Pro classes) took over.
The fragrance of "Bernie Burgers" from the snack bar mixed with that of tire rubber is compelling, one which instantly puts real racers "in the mood". The blast of the live music along with the heart-stopping roar of some of the dragsters seems good training for the youngsters who want a future in racing (though most all the kids and many adults wisely sported ear plugs).
SAY GOODBYE
After taping interviews with the principals, shooting lots of still photos of the crowd, the cars and the
colorful people, seeing a lot of old friends and even making some new ones, we hit the road back to the Low Desert and our Palm Springs-area home.
Going to a race track opening is one thing, attending its wake is another. We hope we get to go to one of the former soon.
(Photo --- What's a race track without Trophy Girls? Here are Miss Palmdale and Miss Junior Palmdale, ready to present an award and a kiss).
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