After having almost perfect weather for the first six rounds, A raining day was bound to happen anytime, and boy did it rain. Friday Morning the sky opened up and turned the rich Kentucky soil and green grass fields into a monster mud pit.
I arrived Friday Evening at the track entrance to meet a long line of vehicles waiting to get in to park. At first, I thought they were just running out of spots, but after almost getting my motorhome stuck trying to creep up the access road, I quickly realized that it was much worse.
I had my father drive as I went to investigate was we were in for at the front of the line. I was horrified to find them having to hook up to almost every vehicle and tow them to a parking spot.