I like cars. A lot. And dogs, but this post is about cars. Larry (my duo partner) and I were hired to go on a week-long vintage car rally and play each night at a new destination. The rally got started in Bozeman, Montana at a lodge in the mountains near Glacier National Park. All the cars were lined up after being unloaded from their various semi transporters. They were awesome to behold! The cars had to be at least 40 years old to be part of the rally, so we were greeted by E-Types, 140s, 150s, eight Ferraris, 911s, a Morgan, etc. A person occasionally sees some of these cars, but not like this. These were immaculate, having had full body-off restorations or just a life spent (literally) in a museum. Many of these cars (undercarriage, engine, interiors) didn’t look this good in the showroom. Really inspiring stuff.
Things I hope to do before I die… A bucket list… Whatever you want to call it, if you’re interested in sports cars, you read about these magical drives and imagine what it would be like: Driving in the mountains with hardly any traffic on an amazing highway in an exotic car that few people get to experience. Oh, and going very fast. The stars aligned for me. Because of the extreme generosity of one of the owners I got to put 100 miles on a 12-cylinder Ferrari in just this way. Thank you, Randy!