The parrot on my shoulder has started informing me the market cannot bear much more of these old jalopies, so here’s the last installment for now. Speaking of jalopies, that’s a word I deliberately chose not to use until now. Anyone know the origin of this word?
The vehicle below . . . puzzles me in its origins as well. I’d call it a Cienfuegos rat rod, Cienfuegos being my port of entry, where I took all of the photos in today’s post. And as to the identification, I’m just guessing, so I might be slightly off on some.
Here’s the first car I had a chance to look at close up.
And a personal favorite from my time in Africa . . . any one guess?
And here’s the final shot in the series, the commonplace Chevrolet but with a pearlescent paint job, which doesn’t show that well on this photo.
Almost all photos by Will Van Dorp, who was auditioning as a car show model above. Think I have a future? I saw a very efficient “booth babe” (someone else’s term, not mine) at the NY Boat Show last month; she had more guys checking out the products at this particular booth than at any other booth.
In contrast to the photos of the cars in Cuba, here are a few from my hunting ground in the Georgia woods. See them all in the camouflage?
I saw no Hudsons on the tropical island, although I did some a few Studebakers and even one Corvair.
And as you’ve seen, Buicks were plentiful, with or without portholes.
That blue sedan–five photos up–is a Peugeot 404 from about 1970.
By tomorrow, chugster hopes to dive back into the water and re-emerge as tugster; either that, or he risks getting bit by the parrot who serves as chair of the board.