Year three of the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix and the closest I’ve found myself to the circuit to date although I have to say, it was well worth the wait! Picture the scene: the mother of all parties on a 42-metre luxury yacht with all the sights and sounds of Yas just a stone’s throw away. We were berthed so close we could feel the adrenaline and smell the rubber. Thankfully, the captain found an old pair of 80’s earmuffs to help save my hearing … retro at it’s best!
Big thanks to Jeroen for bringing together this amazing gig and to Lewis, my boy Lewis, who took the trophy home. I shot him just a few days previous and was desperate to see him with the Abu Dhabi title to his name.