I recently went to the Snohomish car show which is effectively the last car show of the year in this area.
Luckily the weather was great.
The show was scheduled to start at 10 so I showed up at 9 (I’m no early riser).
I drove right past the barricades on the west end of town and found a decent spot on one of the side streets.
I then walked down to what was apparently the real entrance to the show on the other end of town and saw that cars were lined up for blocks and they were turning people away!
Since I was already parked I signed up and was number 672!
I found out that cars started lining up for the show at 4:30 that morning.
One of my friends arrived at 6:30 and just managed to get the last spot on the main street. Almost 700 vintage vehicles were parked in downtown Snohomish.
If it had been raining they would have been lucky to get half that many.
I took my hopped-up 65 Mustang since it was for sale but since I spent the whole day looking at other peoples’ cars instead of hanging around mine, I found no buyers.
Not too many of the cars were for sale and there were at least 25 other Mustangs on display.
The Mustang Club has its own spot and had a dozen or so of their Mustangs, every one of them in pristine condition. The quality and variety of cars on display was amazing. There must have been at least a million dollars worth of paint jobs on display.
I usually can’t pick a favorite but there was a custom 1938 Graham Sharknose that was just about unbelievable.
I didn’t pay much attention to the awards ceremony but I did notice that the 1928 “Fannie Fortress” hot rod that I had recently traded for the Mustang was there and won second place in its class and of course my Mustang won nothing.
I also went to the annual October car swap meet at the Monroe fairgrounds and took my hot rod Mustang to show in the car sales area.
Luckily the weather was great again. I didn’t hang around my car and got no offers.
Instead I had my usual two scones without butter and wandered the grounds looking at an amazing assortment of car parts many of which I wondered who would want them or how they would actually know if it was the right part.
In a pile of 50 carburetors how would one know which was the right one?
Apparently many of the attendees do.
I did find a rear bumper for my 47 Studebaker pickup and when I went to pick it up later realized it was really heavy so I rounded up a Boy Scout with a cart to haul it back to my car, and as I got there I realized that there was no way I could haul it home in the Mustang!
I had suggested to Lance that he bring his 1966 Ford Galaxie hardtop to the show to find a buyer (he has the 66 wagon and 66 convertible so it was time to move this one out to make room for his new Edsel) so I called him to see if I could set it under his car and he agreed and in fact hauled it back to his house so I was able to pick it up with my truck later in the week.
It worked well for him since he did find a buyer for his Galaxie hardtop.
Don’t pull out in front of an old car.
Even if their brakes work as well as the day they were made, they don’t stop nearly as fast as today’s cars.