It was his favorite car there–with “there” being this weekend’s Hilton Head Island Concours.
Was it the 1911 Oldsmobile Limited Touring Car that claimed Best in Show honors?
Or the 1957 Ferrari 250 GT TdF that won Best of Show Concours de Sport?
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And a pic from the drive up: the all-important lunch stop.
I stopped for gas somewhere in South Florida. There was a BBQ shack in the parking lot.
Perfect, I thought.
Then the people in front of me were taking forever to order–like, I went into the gas station to pee, and they were still ordering when I returned to the line.
I heard one say to other that it was going to take half an hour.
So I cut my losses and visited the Colonel.
Once in Hilton Head, I headed right to entrant check-in. I got there just before closing time. It’s four hours each way. Then over to the host hotel to check in as a judge.
And, finally, parking for the night.
Where’s the bike?
Back here since I’d rather it not get beaten up at 80 mph.
Saturday morning, I rolled onto the show field. I put the bike together and could then welcome everyone.
The car wouldn’t fit back into the parking garage with the bike on top. Plus I had a judges meeting early Sunday morning.
So I just left the car on the field overnight with the bike up there.
Sunday morning, I took a minute to wipe down the car before judging my class. In addition to my class (Italian Mircocars) I also helped pick the best road trip car.
We had to wrap up all judging by 11:00 or so.
Ate a quick lunch and then back to the car to clean it up and welcome everyone. Thank you to those who stopped to visit.
After best in show was awarded, I could break down the bike and load up.
One stop on the way home. I wanted Waffle House. But this was closer to the exit and, um, I really needed to go. Before this weekend, I can’t remember the last time I had KFC but it sounded good at the time.
The car is currently in the garage full of my gear minus my suitcase and camera bag.
Realistically, it’ll be the weekend before I can unpack and clean it.
Always wanted to get up there, haven't made it yet. BMX on the 911 is a great look.
I thought I recognized the plane fuselage as Elvis', but had no idea what had been done to it!
In reply to CrustyRedXpress :
Thanks and, yes, that is Elvis’ old plane. It’s now a truck. (Well, sort of.)
Hilton Head is very much worth a visit. Lots of good cars but without the choking crowds. You can see everything, easily get photos, talk to owners, etc.
Oh, and snacks. A truck was selling ice cream. The mango sorbet was perfect: cold, sweet and served with a smile. IIRC, the proceeds went to help puppies.
My Hilton Head Island info sheet said that all display cars should be chocked in place.
My wheel chocks are big, heavy things that have been around the block a few times.
Since space in the Porsche 911 is a bit tight, I bought these fold-up wheel chocks. They’re rather cute and, best of all, didn’t let my car roll away. (Honestly, never been a problem with that car.)
In reply to David S. Wallens :
Small but mighty.
In reply to Paris Van Gorder :
An ounce of prevention and all that.
Also, I cleaned out the car. The biggest mess? The trunk.
Having the car on display added a small logistical hurdle: If the car is parked on the showfield Saturday into Sunday, what do I do with my bags Sunday morning as I’m judging that day?
Fortunately I had to walk past my car to get to my class, Italian Microcars.
So I rolled my suitcase across the showfield en route to judging. By the time I got to the car, my suitcase’s wheels were caked in grass. “I’ll deal with later,” I figured.
And I did.
Also, who threw all those empty water bottles into the car? (It was me.)
Just got slides of my Hilton Head film photos, so will be sharing them soon as a separate post.
In reply to David S. Wallens :
Looking forward to it, classic cars almost always look amazing on film.
In reply to Colin Wood :
They look cool, but I also need to do a proper film photo shoot with that car. Need to put it in an ’80-ish location, too.