The week before Labor Day, we spotted an ad from Texas for what seemed to be the perfect pet. Provisioned for a road trip (wine, wine glasses, and a map of Bob Evans and Cracker Barrels along the route) we set off at 3:30 a.m. We arrived in Texas that night and went over the next morning to view the beast.
The beast was good-looking, but the paperwork didn't match the purported pedigree. We considered, but decided that this was not the right pet for us. Disappointed, we began the drive home. Thankfully, we still had some wine, and this time we were taking the drive home in two days.
While staying overnight near the Cracker Barrel in Oklahoma City, we decided to stop in St. Louis on the way home to check out another potential pet. Good thing we stopped. There he sat happily, penned in between a '56 Chevy and '36 Cadillac. The perfect pet!
He's a 1957 Austin Healey BN4 100/6. With a good pedigree and a minimum amount of leakage (less house training). Just yesterday, the new pet was delivered and we hit the road for a short drive. A few pix from the first adventure to the park:
Pretty good shape (the car, not Gordon), for 56 years old. Talk about a geezer driving a geezer! At the end of the day, our pets got acquainted. Sniffing, it just figures.
Now that we're members of every Austin Healey club known to mankind, and the owners of every repair and maintenance manual ever printed and reprinted, the fun begins!
