Vanderbilt Cup Races

I would guess that it is the car from last weeks mystery photo (the painting of Hubert Le Blon in his #1 Thomas which finished eighth in the 1906 Vanderbilt Cup Race). Locale is probably the hairpin turn at Westbury.  The dog is a Jack Russel Parsons Terrier with long legs (possibly my dog’s great great grandpa, who loves to run into immediate danger). I do not know what happened after the race but if the dog got hit he would have been the 2nd fatality of that year.

That photo is from the 1906 Vanderbilt Cup Race with Hubert LeBlon driving the #1 Thomas racer. He is negotiating the hairpin turn in Old Westbury from Glen Cove Road onto Old Westbury Road. Moments after the photo was taken the dog made it safely across the road without getting run over.

It’s LeBlon encountering a frisky dog during the 1906 Vanderbilt Cup Race at the Old Westbury hairpin curve. LeBlon can be seen beginning to swerve the #1 Thomas racer to the left (check the front wheels) in an attempt to avoid another ‘unruly spectator,’ ultimately missing the dog. Another too close for comfort for the races. Willie K definitely had his hands filled!
http://www.vanderbiltcupraces.com/drivers/bio/hubert_le_blon 

Sure; it’s Emile Berliner’s trademark Berliner Gramophione-cum-Victor Talking Machine dog, Nipper!  How’d he ever get off the disks or out of the ads?  The next moment?  He got creamed and ended up flat as a pancake, so he fit back on the disks and ads just fine.  Hey, you asked!  Sam, III

Sure; it’s Emile Berliner’s trademark Berliner Gramophone-cum-Victor Talking Machine dog, Nipper!  How’d he ever get off the disks or out of the ads?  The next moment?  He got creamed and ended up flat as a pancake, so he fit back on the disks and ads just fine.  Hey, you asked!  Sam, III

-The Vanderbilt Cup Race
1906

-The driver and his racer
Hubert le Blon - The #1 Thomas was still running when the race was called and finished in 8th place.

-The location on the course
Hairpin turn in Old Westbury

-What happened moments after this photo was shot?
The dog made it across the course without being hit.

The Vanderbilt Cup Race - 1906
The driver and his racer - Hubert Le Bron, #1 Thomas (USA)
The location on the course - Hairpin Turn, Old Westbury
What happened moments after this photo was shot? - The dog made it across without getting hit!

This is a follow-up of the previous quiz: here we see Le Blon on his Thomas during the actual Vanderbilt Cup race of 1906. As can be read on this site, this photo was shot at the hairpin turn in Old Westbury and the dog as well as Le Blon got off with a fright. In the accounts I have on the race the incident remains unmentioned, so I can’t really add something to it. Le Blon would finish the race, though on 8th and last place. He ran a rather steady race with engine trouble only during the first round, but his machine just wasn’t fast enough.

From John Dinkel:

Howard,
The mystery photo is way too easy.

The race was at Ebbets Field.

That’s a Dodger dog.

The driver was George Dunderbeck. 

The location was the left turn close to what was normally first base.

The ensuing “incident” was the inspiration for the following song:

There was a man named Dunderbeck who invented a machine.
It ground out perfect sausages, and it was run by steam,
The pussy cats and long-tailed rats, no more they will be seen,
They’re all ground up for sausage meat in Dunderbeck’s machine.

Oh, Mr. Dunderbeck, how could ye be so mean,
To ever have invented that sausage meat machine?
The pussy cats and long-tailed rats, no more they will be seen,
They’re all ground up for sausage meat in Dunderbeck’s machine.

Now, one fine day, a little boy came walking in the store.
There was a pile of sausages lying on the floor.
While he was a-waiting, he whistled up a tune,
And all them little sausages went dancing around the room.

One night, the thing got busted, the darn thing would not go.
So, Dunderbeck, he crawled inside to find what made it so.
His wife she had a nightmare, she was a-walking in her sleep.
She gave the crank one big yank, and Dunderbeck was meat!

Oh, Mr. Dunderbeck, how could ye be so mean?
Aren’t you awful sorry now you invented that machine?
The pussy cats and long-tailed rats, no more they will be seen,
They’re all ground up for sausage meat in Dunderbeck’s machine.