I got up early. Got my stuff together. Prepared myself to ride at least 32 miles on the Ozark Trail. That didn't happen. The trail was so overgrown and strewn with downed trees, it was impossible to go more than 100 yards without dismounting. But you know what the worst part was? Spiders. Thousands and thousands of webs and the corresponding spiders. At one point I had spiders the size of silver dollars attached to my helmet and dangling in front of my face. I abandoned the Ozark Trail and continued on the Council Bluff trail, but believe it or not, the spiders were even worse! From now on, Council Bluff and the OT are WINTER trails only for me.
On the bright side, Satellite radio channel 43, Backspin, kept me happy.
Ah, just when you think it's been too long since you've seen an edition of Car Watching, along comes this beauty. A 1960 Chevrolet Corvette Convertible. My camera can not do this car justice. The blue is stunning in person. The body is excellent. The interior was incredible.
Grrrr, a mean front end for a car housing a 283ci V8. 250 to 290 horsepower were on tap, and there was a fuel injected option. Yes, FUEL INJECTION. Not the boon that it is today, but the Corvette was no stranger to bad ass technology even in 1960.
There is not a bad angle on the 1960. Indeed a beautiful sports car.
The interior. Great stuff here. The dash is full of gauges and switches and dials. Very well cared for, or recently remodeled...this one impresses. It's a manual transmission, of course, a four-speed.
Wonderful view here, too. Almost a boat tail. The 1960 had it's tail lights on the ridges of the fenders, which I really like.
Click on the photo and you can see the tail pipe inside of the bumper opening. Trick. Love it.
Another view of the cockpit. Just too cool for words.
A lifetime ago, I had two Fat Chance bikes at one time, painted with the same color scheme, a blue fade to yellow and green. One was a Slim Chance road bike and the other a Yo! Eddy mountain bike. That was short lived, but it was cool.
My good friend Ethan was summering in Colorado with his family when he came across some cool commemorative Fat Chance stuff. He thought of me and sent a cool t-shirt and the coolest sticker since the prism Oury Grip stickers of the 70's!
Some branding is just better than others, and Fat Chance was the best.