Our Bentley Continental GT tackles a muddy field.
It was bucketing down, and those already at the event kept sending us back lurid tales of floods and mud, wall to wall.
Call me old-fashioned, but the notion of tackling such conditions in your low-slung, £80,000 high-performance GT doesn’t sit very well.
We veterans of the British summer have learned to fear one thing above all: being parked in wet fields we’ll probably have extreme trouble leaving at the end of the day. But one important detail made the Bentley’s case different: it has four-wheel drive.
I arrived at gate-opening time to find our appointed entrance, Gate 4, firmly shut. There was a detour sign to an alternative muddy track through the trees.
The Bentley strolled imperiously down it with zero wheelspin. Soon I learned that the hacks’ usual parking area was so wet that the early arrivals had started sliding sideways downhill, so they’d closed it pronto.