Last weekend, Ken drove us more than two hours north of Toronto so that we could go to Jalopy Jam-Up, a classic car event out in the middle of nowhere. The venue is a fake frontier ghost town, but it has been so poorly maintained that you could almost mistake it for a real one, it's so dusty and tumble-down.
We heard about the event through friends of a friend, who know the organizers.
This car wins the prize for flashiest paint job. Click on the photo to see the large version, so you can get a good look at the nude lady on the hub cap!
Every knob inside was replaced with a decorative die.
Old vehicles are much more bulbous than the ones made today.
I heard that Wells Fargo had been hit hard in the recession, but I didn't know it had come to this...
I thought we'd come a long way to be there, having driven from Toronto. Apparently not. Here's an Ohio license plate. People brought their "jalopies" from all over.
Exhaust pipes, or hungry baby birds?
There were a lot of flame paint jobs.
I like this blue car for its understated cool.
That's a Mr. Horsepower sticker near the front wheel of the yellow car, below. Ken got one for my mom's car, and she loved it so much that when she got a new car, she asked him to get her another Mr. Horsepower sticker. He drove over to the house one day when she wasn't home, walked up to her car which was parked in the driveway, stuck the sticker on, and left. He said the neighbours must have been wondering who the heck he was and what he was doing to the nice older lady's car.
So pink! The roof is done with a sparkly flake paint, and the rest of the body is matte. I like the hubcaps too.
No one does good tail fins anymore.
Some cars that weren't up to the drive got a lift to the venue.
We stayed for four hours, and it was a pretty good time. We brought folding chairs and sat outside under trees, which we never get around to doing in the city. There wasn't a heck of a lot to do there other than talk cars and listen to music, so I'm not sure how everyone was passing the time since a lot of people were camping there or staying at nearby hotels for the whole weekend. From the looks of it, the main source of entertainment was drinking beer.
We heard that there was a drunken scuffle the night before we arrived, when a guy who had been into the silly soda found his wife, who was likewise sozzled, in a tent fooling around with another man. The loud arguing and fighting that followed kept the whole camp up for most of the night. Ken and I aren't fans of camping even under the best circumstances, so I'm glad that we weren't there. I'm also really not a big fan of porta-potties and no running water. Thank God for hand sanitizer.
So, which if the cars is your favourite? (The blue car is my favourite, followed by the yellow convertible.)