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Something pleasant always happens

when I attend one of these events. In 2013

I drove my Aurora, a slab side Cobra

replica, from Seattle to Monterey for the

Rolex Motorsports Reunion. While waiting

in the ticket line outside the track, a

teenager approached the driver’s side of

my car and offered a $95 entry ticket. I ac-

cepted the ticket, got out of my car as he

walked back to his father’s car and offered

to pay him for it. The father refused, say-

ing, “

I work at a car dealership. They gave

me a few.

No matter to me

,” I answered, “


pay you for it.

” “

No, no

,” he said, as he

waved me off. “

We like your car


Then let me buy lunch for the two of


.” He wouldn’t have it. Nice things hap-

pen to you when you drive a car people

enjoy seeing on the road.

I went to a Cobra owner’s reunion at

the Ritz Carlton Amelia Island bar in

2014. On the way out, one of the car own-

ers handed me a ticket to the Concours.

Where did you get this?

” I asked. “

I found

it on the floor.

” I was disappointed at hav-

ing to buy a ticket in 2015. I lucked-out in

2013 and 2014. It was disappointing to

have to buy a ticket in 2015.

In 2015, one of my friends added me

to his crew list for the Rolex Monterey Mo-

torsports Reunion and gave me a parking

pass to a convenient lot. The editor of an

on-line auto magazine convinced the mar-

keting department of the Pebble Beach

Concours d’ Elegance to provide me with

media credentials for the show. I was good

to go.

During the week and Saturday, I at-

tended the Monterey Motorsports Re-

union, including the famous Tire Bridge

photo shoot, where I was able to schmooze

a place in the man-lift basket to take the

famous “Tire Bridge” photo. I watched the

races, had a great time, took plenty of pho-

tos. I’ll leave the details for others and

share my impressions and experiences of

the other events.

The Del Monte Forrest race reenact-

ment was really terrific. I felt lucky to at-

tend the first time it featured Ferrari.

Pebble Beach last opened the road for this

event in 1990 for Allard. It is not a race.

The cars traced three hot laps of the origi-

nal course with driver and passengers in

all but one of them, something really excit-

ing to watch and to hear them run. One of

the owners brought the 166 Mille Miglia

Touring Barchetta Jim Kimberly over-

turned in 1951 trying to win the event for

a second consecutive year. Kimberly’s date

for the weekend, Ginger Rogers, ran to the

car and kissed him when he exited from

beneath it in a genuine Hollywood ending.

No such thing happened this year, but it

was fun anyway. No one brought a 750

Monza like the one Shelby drove in the

1956 race, but a 1955 Ferrari 857S partic-

ipated, essentially a 750 Monza chassis

with the engine enlarged to 3.4 liters.

Looking very much like the car Shelby won

the race in, it was easy to imagine him be-

hind the wheel.

The Pebble Beach Tour was open only

to cars accepted in the Sunday Concours.

As much as I like viewing the cars on the

fairway, watching them rolling down the

road is even more thrilling. This 75-mile

drive begins in the early morning from

Pebble Beach Equestrian Center, passes

through Carmel Valley, stops at a winery

for a morning non-alcoholic snack, turns

south to cruise down the coastal highway

to Big Sur, and then returns for lunch in

Carmel where it becomes a free public dis-

play of the cars which are entered in the

Sunday Concours.

Chuck Cantwell drove the GT350 pro-

totype for car owner, Mark Hovander. Peter

Brock came to the start for greetings, well

wishing, and photo-ops. Mr. Brock has a

great smile and a warm temperament,

very understated and appreciated in light

of his accomplishments in motorsports and

in the presence of the prototype GT350 he

designed. The tour made a mess of the

cars, but a local Ford dealer was kind

enough to offer his shop to Mark Hovander

so he and his crew could clean it up for the

Sunday Concours.

After photographing the cars leaving

the Equestrian Center, I walked to the

media building to try to determine where

to position myself along the tour. In 2013 I

went to the lunch gathering on Ocean Av-

enue in Carmel, but it was so crowded that

it was impossible to get good photos. I

didn’t want to repeat that. Selecting a lo-

cation from the tour map turned out to be

impossible. If you ever want to try this, I

suggest you drive the route the day before.

When you need help, Pebble Beach

volunteers are great. Unfortunately, I

wasted too much time to get to Big Sur be-


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