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don't let the sun go down on me
i knew my evening plans were history tonight, when they asked me at work if i could drive out to brea to do someone else's press check at 3 pm...then it was delayed to 4, then 5, 5:30, 6... killed some time at brea mall, then got my car washed.
sucks, really. no laker game tonight, and fairly warm...guessing there was a better turnout tonight in downey than last week. the show i stopped at yesterday, at fuddrucker's in el toro, i literally, walked around the lot twice, and found absolutely nothing that i had to take a picture of; either i'd already shot it, the hood was up, or i just didn't like it. slim pickens.
anyway, here's a perfectly turned out 1950 pontiac silver streak i found last week in the back lot of the broiler. owners that do hang out back there mostly just ignore me and carry on their conversations with the adoring crowds, one of whom was inquiring about the skirt (is that the right term?) over the back wheels, and where he'd had them done. caught this picture in between the gathering people and also those infamous japanese tourists...arrrgggh.
i'd killed enough time in the front lot, wandered back here just in time to catch the sunset with it. nice.
obwandiyag by any other name...
here's an interesting picture to contemplate while i work on a car to post.
according to wikipedia and just about any other research material you might look at, obwandiyag was also known as pontiac, an ottawa indian chief known for a rebellion named after him. how this associated with a car company, i have no idea, but hey take the idea and run with it.
this hood ornament from a 1951 pontiac eight caught my eye, the way the sun was illuminating it. the strong, yet simple lines of the design, blend right into the hood of the car. the fissured interior of the face tells of an age gone by. i've heard these things light up at night, but have never actually seen it.
oh the car was in good shape. nothing fancy. not hopped up and spit shined. looks well used and cared for, as it should be.
i feel the need for speed
my dad used to have a 928, so i kind of understand why people love porsches. not only fast as hell, but beautiful styling and aerodynamics.
found this 1957 porsche 1600 super at the trabuco canyon show. maybe it was just someone's car, not actually part of the show, but there it was, and there i was, so i took a picture. looks fast just sitting still.
pontiac attack
got to the broiler late the other day. sun was already starting to set. had to park in a spot that really wasn't a parking space, because the place was so busy and i didn't want to park way out back in the dark. quickly got my gear out and took a first walk around the place to see what was on display this evening.
found this '37 pontiac around the front. it was so clean. how could i not take a picture of it? i took 4 points of view, and not really a bad one in the bunch. this one just seemed most interesting, with the sky showing off the chief's profile best.
a lot of people stopped to chat with me and look at my book, so i did not take as many pictures as i probably would have otherwise. i watched the sun set and answered their questions. i ended up staying later than i had planned.
hot tamale
cinco de mayo at the broiler. i got there late. guess i missed some mtv crapola in the back lot or something. didn't mind that much—lots of cars showed up for that, i suppose. so, score for me.
damn fine car, this one, just sitting there, enjoying all the attention. parked just enough over the line no one could park next to it. that was driving the manager nuts, as the owner was no where to be found, and there were so many cars waiting for a spot.
i saw this car sail away into the sunset while i was putting my stuff in my little car. i don't think mine will ever be considered a classic. i'll stop taking these pictures when/if that happens. have a hard enough time considering anything newer than 1970 a classic as it is. maybe i just have a biased opinion for the older ones.
skipping the ruby's show in whitter tonight...first one of the season...i have such an awful headache.
the chief
1949 pontiac chieftan (?) | went to the garden grove main street car show for the first time last month. i think it was the first one of the season, and it grew and grew...had to be more than a hundred cars by the time i left and there were still more coming in that friday night. it overflowed from their oldtown main street into a nearby parking lot. took so many pictures i ran out of memory space. this one was cool, but someone drove behind me during the exposures, so it captured my tripod/camera set up shadow in the headlights on the right hand side. oh well. i have to go back again, now that the time has changed and take more while the sun is still out.