A garage door slowly opens as the first birds of spring sing in the trees and the buds begin to burst with the signs of good weather. The silence is abruptly broken by the sound of a small block V8 firing to life. The birds scatter and everyone in earshot strains to see where the cacophony came from. Slowly, one of the most amazing hot rods on Vancouver Island emerges from its lair as it creeps out onto the street on its maiden voyage for this season, leaving no doubt as to who the king is on the street today.
As Mrs. Toad and I were working in our yard recently, I could hear the supercharged whine of this gorgeous beast in the distance. Anyone who knows me well will know how fast I ran to my gate in anticipation of what was surely going to pass by shortly. It took longer than I thought, the sound from this incredible creation carries in the Cowichan Valley for quite some distance. As it drove by, a crooked smile crossed my face. I said to Mrs. Toad, “I’ve shot that car, twice, at two different car shows over two different years. I love how it’s changed over time.”
She, of course, knows this story well as she was standing right by me as I photographed this gem.
With the car show season now just around the corner, we’ve been pouring over the schedules online trying to plan for them as best as we can. This is one of my favorite times of year, a time when we get to explore the beautiful outdoors on Vancouver Island and check out some of the finest rides on the road today. It’s also a time when we make new friends and connections. People like us who love hot rods tend to be a very friendly sort who love to talk about, well, cars. And it’s highly infectious.
I am a certifiable car nut, and I make no apologies for it. Having grown up in the 70’s and 80’s when classic muscle cars roamed the streets, and having built and owned a few myself, it’s hardly a surprise to find this insanity lurking in my very DNA. I honestly don’t know whether to call it a curse or a blessing, but I recognize cars; sometimes from great distances with only a glance or a whisper of the dulcet sounds they emanate. It was with an absolute howl of delight that I encountered this car in 2 separate years of visiting the local car show in the Cowichan Valley, and I was absolutely blown away to see the dramatic changes that had occurred to her over the course of a single year.
The flat black paint that adorned this wicked hot rod had given way to a vibrant orange. The air intake had changed. Some finer details had been changed or added. But, beyond that, this was unmistakably the same car. Only very different. And I simply love it.
Mrs. Toad will tell you any day of the week with a wry grin that if my head whips around when we are out and about on our adventures, it’s always because some wicked nasty hot rod is in the area. Sometimes they are well out of sight, but my radar never fails… they are near. And with these thoughts, we look forward to the 2016 car show season and to see what new creations are roaming the streets on the loose, as well as to see the ones we’ve seen before. Adventures and experiences can be found anywhere you are open to them, and it is these very experiences that can help make life such a delight.
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