Since the 1946 Continental was missing its eponymous spare tire, I meant to add this shot as evidence that the Conti’s influence is not yet finished (will it ever?). This may be a familiar sight in some parts of the country, but finding this in Eugene?? Either someone took the wrong exit and kept going for a very long time, or someone inherited grandpa’s car and couldn’t resist shocking/amusing the drab Toyota-driving locals. This gets my nomination for the most un-Eugene car to date. Oh wait…I have another contender for that crown somewhere: Read More >
Category: Curbside Classic Outtake
I feel like I’ve become the godfather to hundreds of old cars around town, so when one or more disappears from its usual spot, I usually suspect the worst. And for the second time, I’ve actually witnessed the event, and this time documented it. This Regal Coupe has been a faithful resident near our house, but the other day we stumbled on this sad event. From the long faces of the owner and his fellow mourner, it looks serious. And I have not seen it return since. But fear not; I had already shot it long ago, and it will (re)appear on these pages post-mortem in full CC glory. The other two victims will not: Read More >
Plenty of ’69 – ’69 Mustangs around, but the seventies’ B-Body Mopars are might scarce, except for the restored garage queen Chargers and the like. This Plymouth wagon particularly caught my eye, because it’s the closest thing I’ve seen to ’73 Coronet wagon that replaced my mother’s ’65 Coronet. Read More >
It’s a slow news Friday, and I have way too many of these random street scenes, so let’s keep busy for a while identifying and praising these old timers. We’ll start with a real easy one I just shot a few hours ago, and increase the challenge factor. And BTW, one or more of these cars is a future CC, so fear not if you feel it’s getting short shrift today. Read More >
After nine days of seeing Smarts piled bumper to bumper like cord wood on the curbs of Paris, its a bit startling to readjust to our extravagant elbow room, especially when confronting something like this. Given that only the “middle” axle is driven on this stretch van, I imagine the driver tends to avoid certain terrain, like steep driveway aprons.
OK, I know there are a lot of American car lovers all over Europe, and finding a Mustang and Corvette is not that big a deal. But seeing American cars out of context never fails to make an impression on me, as it did when I was a kid in Austria: they just look out of place here. This early Corvette looked like it was a 12/10 version, fighting to make progress through a sea of little hatchbacks. I could see the driver sawing at the big wheel, and the burble of the V8 would makes this a ’55. A handsome beast among the natives, and a refreshing change. Unlike the other one:
I may eventually get around to writing up my epistle from the Paris Auto Show, but then it was incidental to our (first) vacation to the City of Lights. It’s a bit challenging to think of staying inside writing in the midst of this endlessly stimulating, charming and superbly beautiful city. We rented a 6th floor apartment (no elevator) in one of the most colorful old neighborhoods on the Left Bank, St. Germain de Pres. Many of the streets, like ours, is closed to cars. And when there are cars, they’re inevitably small. Suddenly, the Smart seems brilliant. It’s not uncommon to see five or more of them on any given block. And all of them have dings and tears on the their “fender” corners, thanks to the “parking by feel”. They should just put bumper-car bumpers on them all. BTW, that’s a Ligier micro-car in front of the Smart. Read More >
It’s not like I traveled to Paris to look for old American cars. Although there certainly aren’t exactly a lot of vintage French cars on the streets. But the French have always loved American culture, and one of the icons of that is the Mustang. Since they have excellent taste, which particular Mustang might one expect to encounter in traffic? The best one ever.
Time to purge my files of Econoline shots, and we haven’t seen any of the early gen3 versions. There’s little question in my mind that Ford trucks, including Econolines, from the seventies and eighties are the first choice for those looking for a relatively unproblematic beast of burden. But are they in the same league as the legendary Hondas of yore?
You’re driving along, and from a distance it looks like just another one of a million white Econoline vans with ladders on top parked in front of the job site. But wait a minute… Read More >
EAW is either just a ploy for me to burn off some of my overflowing files of obscure cars I’ve shot, or to document the history of this storied vehicle. The gen2 Econolines don’t exactly get a lot of interest, and they’re rapidly disappearing from the street scape. There’s two places to find them still: in the parks, and on certain streets in industrial areas. They’ve become prime real estate for the wandering underclass. Everybody needs at least an Econoline to call “home”. Read More >
Some folks around here seem to think that I’m just not getting into the Panther spirit this week. I’m trying, honestly! Well, there just aren’t very many here, except for what the cops drive. And I’m not going take pictures of them; our police is quite Taser trigger-happy. This is just not Panther country, but then that’s pretty much the case for the whole West Coast. Panthers tend to have a certain regional appeal, as well as political. But I did snag one yesterday, and a Family Truckster, no less. Read More >