Like the concurrent automotive love-fest on California’s Monterey Penninsula, the annual Woodward Dream Cruise keeps expanding. While still nominally a one-day event, the Cruise has become a weeklong extravaganza flying under the southeast Michigan region’s Autopalooza banner. Originally limited to a short list of inner-ring Detroit suburbs (primarily Royal Oak and Ferndale), it also has stretched its reach north and south along Woodward Avenue. Continue reading
Earlier this month Carlisle Events’ Truck Nationals experienced what organizers termed a “third straight year of event growth and a renewed passion for all things truck” with 1,704 trucks registered at the Fairgrounds in Carlisle, Pennsylvania. The attendance was the highest since 2003 and nearly broke the 2001 attendance record of 1,714.
So I get home from Monterey Car Week and I sit down to share my memories and I reduce a couple thousand photos down to 72, which is still too many for one of our Eye Candy galleries, so I need to eliminate a few more. But in the meantime, I’m taking a break from that task to put some of my memories into writing.
When it comes down to it, what we write about here at Classic Car News is not cars, but people, because they are the ones who know and who share the stories of the cars. Continue reading
After months of anticipation and enduring a solid week of seemingly endless days, Monterey Car Week has passed and I’m left with over 6,000 photos and memories that will last a lifetime. Continue reading
Walking once again between rows of yesterday’s automobiles at the 66th annual Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance brings something akin to déjà vu. Yet even after repeated annual visits to the granddaddy of all American concours, the show always seems fresh, with a surprise around every turn.
This year, if you looked toward scenic Stillwater Bay, there was a stunning lineup of 17 champion Ford GT40 endurance racers, including the three that crossed the finish line 1-2-3 in 1966 to win the 24 Hours of Le Mans, the 50th anniversary of which was celebrated at Pebble. Continue reading
Essentially a racetrack is just a series of straightaways connecting a variety of turns -– and usually located well out town in the middle of nowhere. But with any track, it’s the memories made over time that make it special.
With some of the world’s greatest Italian sports cars from the past and present standing nearby, Ruben Ruiz’s minivan was a source of constant attention. Of course, this was Concorso Italiano and this was no ordinary minivan.
Ruiz was more than happy to give curious spectators tours of his 1958 Fiat Multipla 600, which he called “the most visited car in this whole place.” Continue reading
According to its website, the Concours d’Lemons is a celebration of “the Oddball, mundane and truly awful of the automotive world.” But I would call it more of the island of misfit cars. This fun and zany event has been going on in Monterey for a number of years and draws those cars that have no place else to go, mainly because no one wants them anywhere else.
What you will find there year to year is anyone’s guess, but you can usually expect to see a Yugo or two, a Pontiac Aztek, a number of products created by AMC (all of which explains why they are no longer in business), as well as other cars that when new were less than wonderful. Think Chevy Vegas, unloved microcars, and cars from Renault. Continue reading
Legendary driver Jackie Stewart smiled with joy as he listened to the deep metallic thrum of an ancient Ferrari competition V12. This was a call of the wild for the enthusiasts at The Quail, a Motorsports Gathering, and a crowd quickly formed around the stunning performance machine from a lifetime ago as the owner revved the booming engine.
The car was a 1953 Ferrari 375 MM Pinin Farina Spyder with a lush patina of age and use. A short time later, it became apparent that this Spyder was special indeed as the concours judges declared it best of show winner for the 14th annual Quail. Continue reading
For two years, Eric, a California native, drove past a 1967 BMW 2002 in Oakland. Drawn to the car, he left notes on it and in a nearby mailbox, offering to buy the car from whomever owned it. One day, he got a call, and the BMW he had been lusting after was his. Continue reading