Another day of drooling

My late uncle Jack got me started.  My Dad would take me over to his house and there would always be talk of cars and fishing.  Some 60 years have passed since I began my appreciation of both topics.  Not very good at either, I did however manage to acquire a level of passion for motorcars that still excites and intrigues me throughout the years.

So fast forward to 2012 and an invitation from my friend Jim to attend the 25th Mecum Automobile Auction in Kissimmee Florida (www.mecum.com).  Much like the rival Barrett-Jackson auctions, these traveling road shows are dedicated to assembling an automobile collage ranging from Model 'A' Fords to half a million dollar Maybachs.

Walking amongst the rows upon rows of vehicles, a trip or two down memory lane came upon me.   There sat that 51' Chevrolet 2 door sedan.  Just like my first car.  I looked it over carefully remembering the tiniest details ... even after some fifty years had past.  OMG ... there was my 65' Stingray Corvette.  Even my 66' Cougar was there.  We listened and watched the auctioneer work his staccato plea for that higher bid ... working the crowd for that final, hammer smacking 'Sold to the buyer in the red shirt'!

Great fun for car lovers.  I've taken a few still images as I wandered around so I thought I'd share them with you.  As you can see I like the detail and symmetry that make up many of these fine automobiles.  They just never grow old.

Auction Central 

 Darrus?  First one I'd ever seen

810 Cord exhaust pipe ... pretty spiffy.  Looks like a Tuffy Muffler job.

A real
'Deusey' 

Won't find one these on your minivan 

Coffee?  Tea?  Corn dog?

detomaso Pantera ...sounds like a sandwich at Panera's

I guess mobile wine bars never caught on in this country

I think the Cadillac designers understood sexy 

T Bird with a fancy U-Haul

Drooling permitted

And this was the tent for those that didn't sell.

So there you have it.  Another side trip for the old guy.  The dogs are sore and it will be a three ibuprofen night ... but I'll surely have sweet dreams.

Still livin' the dream.

Phil