One Man's Monterey Car Week
Say it ain't so, Joe, a replica (they called it a "tribute car")
at Monterey representing the 1964 Ford GT40
They say of the street called the Via Veneto in Italy that, if you sit long enough in one spot,
everybody you ever knew will happen by and I think Monterey Car Week is a little like that. It's every
car guy you ever knew plus every car you ever heard of.
Although the first event is on Tuesday I chose to go up Wednesday from Los Angeles, a very boring drive
if you take the 5 but doing so cuts two hours off the trip.
I landed smack dab in the quaint village of Carmel, right in the midst of the Concours on the Avenue.
Now, if I had to chose a favorite event at Monterey it would be this if only for the enthusiasm of the crowd.
Some are tourists that happened to pick that particular day to go through the town and Golly Gee, wait until
they tell the folks back in Strawberry Point, Iowa about the outlandish cars they saw.
They are perhaps unware that some of the cars are worth upwards of ten million dollars each.
I am grateful to the Pebble Beach Concours that they give points for going on this tour because otherwise we
might have the best cars being trailer queens... only to trod the grass on the short distance to their assigned spot
at Pebble. This way you can see the cars out on the road and hear their engines. As each driver pulls in,
the crowd chortles with glee, and the drivers are welcomed by other drivers as they if they had just won
the Mille Miglia. Car I enjoyed most? Seeing a low nose Alfa Sprint Speciale but it was so low I couldn't
crouch low enough to shoot its beautiful schnozz. I also enjoyed the Bizzarrini coupe, but can't say any
one car was more popular than another, the crowd just swarmed each car!
I left before the end where they each drive downhill... (priceless photo ops here) because I had to go
to the next event on my schedule, the McCall Motorworks Revival. This is an annual shindig at the Monterey
airport run by an aviation firm.