It must be fall, the weather for this show was cold and windy but at least sunny. The entrees were slow in coming, most showed up after I had taken pictures. The best news is that my friend Bill has the mechanical issues worked out and was able to drive in with his '46 Ford hot rod for this show. He keeps changing his plan for paint, currently blue over silver, but will probably stay with flat black for a while. He did score the clean and shine award due I think to the fact that his was the only flat unfinished entry. I got to watch my grandson in the parade, talked to a couple really interested in the details of my hot rod with maybe plans to start a similar project, and enjoyed pulled pork BBQ. The trip there and back was quick and safe and made for a good day.
Took a chance on a show I hadn't been to before. The trip was a little involved due to interstate highway construction (with multiple accidents reported daily) which led me to go around through a large town in order to avoid putting my life and hot rod on the line. The show was held as part of an Apple/Fall festival and gathered over 120 entrees, many new to me. The weather was great and with the usual fair food choices and activities. I recommend the fire department BBQ. This show was also a personal goal in that it was the 100th car show that my hot rod and I have participated in since the first on July 4th, 2009. I don't do this for gold but have been awarded about a fourth of the time (often due to low attendance), but I've been counting to this number and awarded myself a trophy. Using a Von Dutch flying eye I had made and an old piston rod, I added a 100 made from a scrap of aluminum to celebrate my personal accomplishment. So even with that and about 12k miles with relatively few break downs I'm a happy hot rodder. The next show will be the 30th this year.
Friend Bill and I left in the dark and very dense fog Saturday morning to meet up with Fuzzy and photographer Ray Ballard. We hooked up some thirty miles later with a little more light but just as heavy fog and set off for Indianapolis. The fog had just started lifting when we made a pit stop about two hours later on the edge of Avon. The day was clear and windy when we checked in at registration and then parked and set up some shelter which soon came down due to the wind. This was Fuzzy's first time to a GoodGuys and he was as impressed as the rest of us with the variety of entrees from magazine cars down to real homemade hot rods like mine. Every big show like this is a matter of trying to walk enough to see at least most of the entrees and enjoy the other sights and activities as well. The trip back was just as far, no fog but traffic just as thick. We had a little excitement when Fuzzy's '36 pickup blew a radiator hose but Bill and I were able to borrow a couple of jugs of water at the next town up the road. The hose was fixed by the time we got back and everyone was able to make it home. It was a good day, a safe trip, and I'm looking forward to the next show which will make my 100th show total.
Left early Sunday morning for a short twenty minute drive to a near by festival on the town square with a pretty good car show. Another picture perfect day brought out well over 100 entrees parked on the street and lots of festival food to be had. Bill showed up with progress news on his '46 Ford hot rod and visited with Fuzzy and I all day. We set plans to all meet up next Saturday to drive our hot rods over to Indy for the Good Guys show. We had a good day on the square, saw some great rides, met some new rodders, and enjoyed treats from the festival. There and back again and scored a complete kit of Maguire stuff in a door prize.
An eighty mile trip to a first time show proved to be a good choice. This show was put on by a local car club raising money for a breast cancer research center. The club has organized shows before and the experience showed, things went well and in a timely manner. Located on a county fairgrounds and held on an absolutely perfect day, the show had a hundred plus total entrees. Several friends trophied, lots of door prizes were given away and one of our favorite ice cream vendors was on hand for multiple visits. The trip there and back was uneventful, I got a kick out of tooling down the road with Fuzzy's T-bucket. Put the hot rod in the garage and now to repack my box of many wonders with fresh bottles of water for tomorrow's show.