10/12/2025
Intense heat, cacophonous noise, breakneck turns and the relentless endurance of that pushrod flat 4. As I write this now I’ve been home a day, sitting in a cool December breeze some 7000 miles away, trying to recall the sensations of an adventure so dense, it’s hard to confront if it even happened at all.
Back in the Philippines, the cars of the are disbanding back to their homes, regaining strength for next year’s return. Our own car, a Porsche 356C lent to us by , is undoubtedly undergoing a post-rally recovery. Though it survived the 1000km largely unscathed, a cracked Nardi steering wheel rim and a few worn out driveshaft nuts were the inevitable casualties of driving hard 10-hour days in this 60 year old sports car.
I like to think I’m no stranger to a long drive in an old vehicle, but all previous experience had been child’s play compared with muscling through a haze of scooters and overloaded work trucks in the remote hills of Negros Island, Philippines. As a venue for a long distance rally, nothing compares to it for sheer sensory overload.
I don’t mind admitting that taking part in this event initially intimidated me. I’d never been to South East Asia, much less driven there. Engaging with the basic tourist experience never really appealed but going with an invitation to discover the heart of a small but incredibly passionate culture of classic cars was something we couldn’t dare pass up. It’s a crowd that doesn’t get anywhere near the international recognition it deserves, as I would soon come to find.
The Tour de Cebu itself is a regularity event, a competition focused more on navigational accuracy and the ability to maintain an average speed than it is an outright time trial. For the best of the 50+ entrants, this can get incredibly competitive, though it’s a much more casual affair for many others. I can reveal now that the distraction of taking these film photos put the Type 7 356 firmly in last place. Really though - it’s hard to come out of an experience like that and feel we’d lost anything at all.
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