The last few weeks I've spent any where from forty minutes to five hours riding in my hot rod going to car shows. Even with the short trips it gets really hot in the cab. I had a layer of the foil bubble wrap kind of insulation on the inside of the firewall and now I have added a layer of the foil and rag style. I covered the cab floor and up the firewall about to the top of the cowl. I then bought some dark brown indoor/outdoor carpet and covered the floor and about half way up the firewall. The kick panels will help hold it up and the oilpan consol should serve to hold it down. I used no glue as I will probably need to remove the floor at some point.
This show was lots bigger, about 150+ rods, customs, and restored. I occurs to me too late that I should try to get pictures of the size of the shows. This show was pretty much the same in that there were people asking why I did what I did, many liked what I did or ask questions about construction. I have noticed that most people smile when they see it, should I be concerned about that? Talked with several street rodders back from the Nats who were unhappy with the year changes. The trips have been ok even with the awful rural Illinois highways. The only casualty is a loose connection for the dash lights which I am fixing.
Just some pics of the two shows I went to this week end. The first was a small show, pretty typical for the area, about thirty or so cars and trucks. Lots of visiting amoung club members and almost everyone gets a trophy. And good food as part of the entry, you can't beat that! As has been the case had lots of interest/questions on my ride.
I enjoyed my visit with my son and his family. Saturday was the traditional day to help at the grand daughter's school getting the soccer field ready and general visiting. My youngest son was recovering from ankle surgery so when we went back to the Nats we took a wheel chair to ease his getting around. Tied it on the bed cover and away we went. Had a good day, bought some new mirrors so that I can see around the wider back of the cab, looked into weather seals for the doors, and saw a whole bunch of street rods. And yes several different ways of saying that the new 30 year rule stinks. I picked up an event shirt on which I will add "the last REAL" above the logo. I made it home again safe and not as sound as I would want but got there.
Well as hard as it is for me to believe I made it to the Nats, about 200 miles of bumps, shakes, rattles, holes, and heat. My hot rod is very much like riding a motorcycle, hot, uncomfortable, noisy, and lots of fun. Got registered after missing the turn, found the show after missing the turn, and took time to look around and enjoy before going on to my son's home another 30 miles on past L'ville. Up to this point the only casualty was that the right turn signal won't work.