a galaxie far, far away

this was a sweet 1964 ford galaxie 500 at flabob airport's fly and drive show way out in riverside last saturday. owner was very proud of his baby, kept polishing it and brushing the dust off. it was kind of a windy day, but the light was just perfect for pictures.

he explained about the manufacturer's plate on the front...says they're hard to come by with numbers that low. had found it at a swap meet or somewhere, and that he just puts it on for the show. you gotta do what you gotta do—first i've heard of that. guess it adds to the authenticity or old-timey feel? maybe adds to the overall collectability of an old car.

i remember i asked him if he thought he'd win anything, as they were announcing last calls for votes. he didn't think so. maybe he figured there were other, better, more popular cars. as i mentioned before, i hung around for the awards, and doggone, if he didn't win a trophy after all. good on ya.

i got the bird

i had to go to riverside today. as long as i'm out there, i might as well hit up a car show, right? only one i could fit into my schedule was a small one, the fly and drive car show, held once a month at flabob airport. tiny little airport = tiny little show? there were maybe 30 cars there, half muscle cars, half older cars. good enough for me. had maybe 10 to 15 trophies to hand out too, as well as raffle prizes.

i don't think they get too many photographers with tripods, but at least they didn't ask if i worked for a magazine. seemed like an older crowd, just more curious about me. those that did talk to me were very nice.

most of them had their hoods open, and if you've been reading my blog for long, you know how i feel about that. if the owner was there, they mostly jumped right up and offered to close it for me. thanks so much!

anyway, enough blathering. this was a gorgeous ’62 thunderbird. i believe this was the second time they had attended the show. lovely paint job. had a thunderbird ghosted on the hood, though i didn't quite pick it up in this shot. might as well have painted a target on it, as it seems the birds kept aiming at it and the owner had to wipe it off several times, which he joked about quite a bit.

anyway, i hung out for about an hour or so. long enough to see who got the trophies, and this was one of them.