Ron English’s Beacon Popmart

Posted in Uncategorized on November 4, 2019 by Pat Regan

I thought about riding on Saturday. I let the cold talk me out of it.

There is an art event I really wanted to see, but it’s far away. I guess ‘event’ is the best way to describe this place in Beacon, NY. It is a shop created by the artist Ron English.

The cold can easily talk you out of going for a ride, as it did Saturday. The cold was debating with me again this Sunday morning as the temperature was in the 40’s. It was scheduled to break 50 by the afternoon. Putting my reasoning aside, I put on my big boy pants (lined with Kevlar) and decided to go for it!  Well…I was right. It was chilly.

I am posting this photo below to declare that this pump at the Pip Stop on the Palisades Parkway is a biker friendly pump. People who ride appreciate this. The handle lets up easy so you can slow it down for a focused fill of the tank. No splash. No mess.

With a full tank, I was ready for the long haul. On this ride, I was reminded of a chart that was recently posted by someone I know, (Thanks Doc). It is a motorcycle wind chill chart. I was doing 70mph and it was just under 50 degrees. So the temperature I was feeling was just above freezing. I would estimate about 36 degrees. By the time I got home, it would be below freezing.

One thing that convinced me to take the plunge was my heated grips. This is my second cold-weather season having the heated grips. This was my first time using them this season. They were invaluable, but I have no fairing and I did not install the flyscreen I got, so the frigid air was blasting my chest and arms.

But I was determined. I was on a mission. I was going to Beacon, New York, to see Ron English’s Popmart. More on that when I get there. Meanwhile, I had to make some miles. I rode North up the Palisades Parkway then crossed back to the East side of the Hudson River, just past Bear Mountain. I did a little U-turn for this shot.

I pulled over at a small town called Garrison where you can see West Point Military Academy across the river.

There were numerous sites I had marked on my map before taking off, but due to the cold and time, I decided to skip some things. I figured if there was enough time I could catch them on the way back.

There was one thing that caught my eye that I had not marked. It looked like a castle on a mountaintop. It’s something you would commonly see along a river in Europe, not New York? But there it was.

Castle Rock was the estate for the former president of the Illinois Central Railroad, William H. Osborn. It was built in 1881. See it? Above the headlight, on the mountaintop. It remains a private estate, so no visitors.

I stopped for one more shot along the way at this quaint little home.

From there I was headed to Beacon. When I got there I turned off the highway to go through the center of town. Beacon is a lovely place. It is one of those towns that has had a revival of sorts. Many of the old industrial towns along the Hudson River have been given a new life inspired by the arts and interest in the heritage of our country. Main Street is lined with 19th-century buildings bustling with activity.

But my purpose in Beacon was beyond Main Street. I wanted to see Ron English’s Popmart.

And when my chilled body finally arrived. It was CLOSED.

However, a sign in the window said it would re-open at 2pm.

So I went back to Main Street, had some lunch, and looked about. A roaring river rips through Beacon.

Blah Blah Blah! Nuff said!

It was now past 2 pm so I headed back to the shop. It was OPEN!

I really wasn’t sure what to expect. The place was shabby. Desolate. Unkept. It bothered me that this sign was laying on the ground. I noticed it when I stopped by earlier but thought it would be resurrected when the place opened.

Inside, however, it retained a magical aura. It is kitschy.

There were these fantastic displays along the surrounding walls of the shop.

Many of the items for sale in the Popmart consisted of plastic models designed by Ron English.

A lot of Ron English’s work ‘sticks it’ to corporate America and corporate advertising. He reinvents force-fed pop culture. These models are cool, but not my taste.

I love Ron English’s paintings. He often paints bizarre characters and settings in a hyper-realist manner. His paintings aren’t being shown here. They are for galleries around the globe. I can gaze endlessly at some of his paintings. Related to his paintings was this surreal landscape display with ape-like creatures standing within.

The last time I went to a Ron English gallery show to see his paintings, I realized he must have made large models to paint from. Here was a prime example. Plastic creatures were melted, glued and painted, to create these otherworldly scenes.

In this corner of the shop were camouflage deers. Another theme in his paintings.

This bubble gum machine triptych was another display containing some of Ron’s characters.

Resting in the lap of this Mouseketeer is a note left by David Arquette thanking Ron English for some recent artwork.

A few life-size creatures were sitting about as well.

Within the helmet is one of Ron English’s Star Skulls.

I asked if this machine below was functional. Some of Ron English’s early work involved the defacing of cigarette billboards like the BREATHE image that was placed over a Marlboro ad. The girl who worked there made a call. Not for sale!

Ron English has re-imagined a great deal of advertising imagery, like these cereal boxes below.

There were a great many things for sale, but nothing really caught my eye.

The only thing I thought I’d be taking home was this Rick Griffin inspired pin.

Then I noticed that billfold display by the window. It was similar to a display I used to leaf through endlessly at a place called the Postermat on 8th Street when I was a kid.

In there amongst many blank pages were some large prints of English’s iconic kitschy characters with hefty price tags. There were a couple Star Skulls. There was a Rainbow Elvis print. Then I saw this amazing print below!

Generally, I don’t really do the clown thing. But I totally dig this series Ron English did of kids smoking. And here was one of those limited edition signed prints for sale at a fraction of what those others were going for. Kids with blazing stares, drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon and having a smoke. With palettes of red white and blue, it represents all that is wrong and I think it’s great!

I thought we could roll it up and I’d be on my way. The girl behind the register had only been working there for a couple weeks. I asked if she had a tube since I was on a bike. She wasn’t sure. So she made a call. Is she calling Ron? I didn’t ask. Whoever it was, told her to grab any tube around the place. We found one. But when we pulled the print out of the sleeve from the giant binder, I realized it was on very heavy stock paper. I was psyched at the quality but this was not going to roll. It was too stiff. It would have to travel flat. It’s an unusual size. 14 1/4 X 19 1/2 inches. It should bungee down to the back of the bike. So we grabbed scraps of cardboard and tissue paper along with some plastic and duct tape and wrapped her up.

I got the print packed snug and strapped to the bike. Time to go. It was later than I expected.

Someone painted RON ENGLISH IS A HACK on the side of the shop. Maybe he did it himself.

If you would like to know more about Ron English, watch this documentary. He’s a trip!

I stopped to have a look at a pull-off along the Hudson River. Some dude was checking out my bike. He said he likes the straight twin engines. I suppose his accent was Russian. He wanted me to take his photo with my bike. I was in a hurry and wasn’t taking my helmet off. It was a scene. I couldn’t really see him through my bubble shield as I snapped his camera. They must be terrible photos. Sorry. Then he took some shots in my reflective bubble shield. It does make for a cool photo. But I had no time to waste. The sun was dropping fast behind the mountains and I had a long way to go.

I rode along trying to ignore the discomfort of the dropping temperature. I was really getting cold now. That bad cold where your body temperature is affected. I was going to push through and go all the way home, but there was one more thing I wanted to see in Yonkers, NY. The artist FUMERO recently painted a mural to honor the life of Jef Campion.

Jef Campion AKA ‘Army of One’ was an artist, a first responder firefighter at the WTC, an anti-war activist, and a caring humanitarian.

This mural FUMERO created represents all those aspects of Jef’s life. Jef’s firehouse was stationed in Yonkers.

Jef was a champion for the rights of children. He volunteered endless hours at the Ronald McDonald House.

As an artist, Jef’s red handstamp was becoming an iconic site throughout the city along with his powerful statements with the cutout of the grenade boy from a Diane Arbus photo.

No one really knows why someone decides to end life on their own terms. But that’s the choice Jef made. Jef’s friend and fellow artist “Screwtape” Carl Paoli made a movie about Jef. I first met Jef and Carl in 2012 after the closing of an Adam Dare show in Brooklyn. They were introduced to me by Aimee Becker who sadly passed recently as well. Aimee is also featured in this film as she was photographing this team of dynamic street artists. Have a look at the film Carl made. It is a touching tribute to a great man. We Are An Army of One from Carl Paoli on Vimeo.

Check out Carl Paoli’s site as well. carlpaoli.com The last time I saw Carl, he handed me a few stickers he made promoting the idea that Banksy is a collaborative effort between Shepard Fairy and Mr. Brainwash.

Spread the word!

The Distinguished Gentlemen’s Ride 2019

Posted in Uncategorized on October 3, 2019 by Pat Regan

Last weekend was a blast attending the Easy Rider Live event and the Indian Larry Block Party. This weekend was Jillian’s birthday weekend and was packed with more fun as well. I will start with Sunday’s event since it’s most directly related to riding.

Distinguished Gentlemen’s Ride NYC

This year I decided to partake in the Distinguished Gentlemen’s Ride.

“The Distinguished Gentleman’s Ride” is a global motorcycle fund-raising event, raising funds and awareness for prostate cancer research and men’s mental health programs on behalf of Charity Partner, the Movember Foundation.

Folks who participate get dressed up, ride a classic-style bike and fundraise for the cause.

Friends, family, colleagues and even a guy I met on a cross country road trip chipped in to help. Thanks again to all of you who lent a hand with your donations. I appreciate you!

After a fun but exhausting Friday and Saturday, (which I’ll get to later), it was time to dress up for the ride. I sported a white shirt and tie with a black sweater-vest and a subtly plaid green Burberry jacket.

I signed up with Team Triumph Brooklyn for the ride. My bike is being served there as I write this.

The photos above and below are the Triumph shop in Brooklyn where they opened up early for coffee and donuts before meeting up with the 600 or so riders in Manhattan.

The Ride

The meeting place to begin the Gentlemen’s Ride this year was Peck Slip Plaza.

A long row of NYPD bikes lined the street awaiting their role as escorts for the ride.

Peck Slip Plaza is an open area just north of the old South Street Seaport and south of the Brooklyn Bridge.

Folks got suited up in all kinds of dapper designs and prepared for the ride.

Jillian joined me down at the plaza in a Burberry dress of her own. And my Bonnie sported a mustache on the headlight.

These officers were admiring this old Harley with a sidecar…

…so much so that they hopped in for a photo op.

Dad proudly displays the badges from many sidecar clubs as he and his boy await the start of the ride.

There were all kinds of bikes, but predominately Triumphs.

A Royal Enfield and a Vulcan.

This vintage Honda was in mint condition.

This guy goes by the name The Suited Racer. Jillian obliged with her own mask for this shot.

A Distinguished Triumph Thruxton with a wicked wheel shadow.

Cute pup on a Vespa.

This is Marcos from the Ducati shop in Manhattan. Ducati NY has put together this copper beauty that Marcos would be riding at the day’s event.

Members of the UPJET crew were in attendance. I didn’t know about these guys but Jillian did. They represent NYC mopeds and other dumb bikes. (Their words).

And away we go!

Jillian was on photo duty. So these shots on the road are all hers. We crossed the Brooklyn Bridge into Brooklyn then headed to Queens.

We stayed predominantly on the major artery highways as we rode about town while police held back traffic.

From Queens, we crossed the 59th Street Bridge and back into Manhattan.

It was great having police escorts because we didn’t have to stop for any red lights. Sometimes as we rode through the city streets I’d glance up, see the red color and have a strange feeling of caution. Like, Oh shit! Did I ‘F’ up? Did I run the light? Then I’d remember that it’s cool! And it is! It’s sooo cool!

They closed off the FDR Drive all the way uptown.

We’ve been seeing this bike about town recently. It’s got a Japanese Zero sort of vibe.

This guy below had that nice Gulf Racing Team color scheme going on his tank and helmet.

Rocking the hot red leather pants on a Triumph Speed Triple. Yowza!

A gentleman on a vintage BMW.

It was fun whipping around along the West Side Highway!

Tweed panniers? OK!

Check out the whiskers on the passenger in the Ural sidecar.

We cut into the city and stopped on 59th Street near the Plaza Hotel.

Then we headed back to our original starting point at Peck Slip Plaza.

This guy was shooting film with an old box camera. We also met a guy with a 1954 Nikon taking photos.

This BSA Gold Star was purchased by Triumph Brooklyn.

The guy in the red vest is the owner of that Japanese style bike we keep seeing. It was at Larry’s Block Party last week too.

It was a great day. I didn’t know what to expect. If you know me, you know I like the solitude of the road. I’m a Solo Lobo. But I got to tell you, this was a lot of fun!

Thanks again to everyone who helped out.

So that was Sunday! I mentioned at the beginning of the post that it was Jillian’s Birthday weekend. And because Rock n Roll is part of the ride I must include more of the weekend’s events here. Happy Birthday Jillian! Let’s back it up to Friday.

We bopped over for a nice dinner at NOBU on 57th Street.

It was delicious!

After dinner, we strolled down the street for a return to Radio City Music Hall. This time we were going to see Massive Attack!

Horace Andy was there with his high pitched haunting voice to compliment the band.

A little goofing off downstairs at Radio City.

The next day…more celebration and fun!

This time we were headed to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to see Steve Miller and Jimmie Vaughan!

The MET has been having a really cool exhibition called Play it Loud. The show consists of amazing musical instruments representing the history of rock n roll. This Steve Miller show was a celebration to close the exhibit.

I just happened to get tickets at the right time. It was fantastic! Jimmie Vaughan and his band came out first and rocked some Texas blues.

The venue was a small auditorium in the museum adjacent to the Ancient Egypt section. I had been there for art teacher meetings in the past. But tonight it would grace the presence of Rock legends.

I have been a huge Steve Miller fan since I was a kid. I’d stack his albums on the old phonograph and let ’em drop. Then turn ’em over and do it again. Remember those phonographs that you could stack a bunch of albums on?

On this night Steve Miller would open with Living in the USA, followed by Space Cowboy then Abracadabra and The Lovin’ Cup.

Jimmie Vaughan returned and jammed with Steve Miller on a few classic blues tunes by T-Bone Walker, Freddy King and Otis Rush. They played, All Your Lovin’, I Wanna Be Loved, and Let Your Hair Down.

Jimmie left the stage and then Steve Miller continued with Dance Dance Dance. Then he told a wonderful story about the electric sitar that is displayed in a glass case at the Play It Loud exhibition. But this time it was draped around his neck. He told us how he was walking around NYC back in the day and he stopped by Manny’s Music on 48th Street. He said he really wanted a Gibson Les Paul whose namesake happened to be his Godfather. But he could not afford a Les Paul and his godfather never gave him one. So he turned to Manny’s Bargain Barrel, which was literally a barrel full of guitars just strewn about in there. Take your pick for $150. He picked up this strange looking instrument and bought it. This is the instrument that makes those amazing sounds on Wild Mountain Honey. I always thought these were some type of synthesizer sounds. But no. After this engaging story, he played it live. It was those same amazing sounds! Beautiful!

Below is a Hi-Res photo I took of Steve’s Coral Electric Sitar from the Play It Loud exhibition. You can click it to see the details. It’s really cool.

Here is Steve Miller playing the same sitar in 1976 at the Capitol Theater.

After the sitar, Space Intro led to Fly Like an Eagle.

He told another story and had a giggle over this blue guitar covered with crystals.

He continued the show playing, Rock’n Me, Take the Money and Run, The Joker, and a spirited Jet Airliner to close.

We saw that there was tape over the first song on the playlist. We later found out that Swingtown was scratched.

We said hey to David Fricke, Senior Editor for Rolling Stone Magazine on our way out of the auditorium.

Then we headed back outside to see how they had renovated the front of the museum.

It looks great at night. The new fountains dance around like the Bellagio fountains in Vegas.

The next morning I had to get up early for the Distinguished Gentlemen’s Ride, bringing us full circle.

I was going to end the post here, but I can’t hype up the Play it Loud exhibition without sharing it.

We returned to the Museum to catch the last day of the exhibition. I had seen it earlier in the summer, but Jillian hadn’t. And after hearing Steve Miller talk about it Saturday night I was happy to revisit it.

PLAY IT LOUD

What you see above is Steve Miller’s electric sitar that he played in the show. And to the right of it is Ravi Shankar’s sitar. This show is filled with iconic instruments from Rock’s history. Below are more of Steve Miller’s guitars.

1961 Gibson, Les Paul TV special. Painted by surfboard artist Bob Cantrell.

Steve Miller talked about visiting the exhibition during the show we saw. He said he had many peeks of the show in the evenings when he could bring friends. The best part about each visit was the stories people tell. The rich history of the instruments really touches a soft spot that incites memories in everyone.

The Joker, 1996 by Triggs Guitars.

Below is Eric Clapton’s 1956-57 Fender Stratocaster, “Blackie”. It was actually built from three different Stratocasters.

Eddie Van Halen’s “Frankenstein”. He built it and decorated it himself with Fender-style body and neck and Gibson electronics.

Jimi Hendrix’s 1967 Gibson, Flying V.

Keith Moon’s 1966-67 Pictures of Lily drum kit. The snare drums feature nude photos of Lily Langtry, the subject of the song, Pictures of Lily. They also display the words, “Keith Moon Patent British Exploding Drummer”.

Keith Emerson’s Moog Synthesizer atop his 1968 Hammond Organ.

Paul McCartney’s 1962 Höfner 500/1 “violin” electric bass.

Rick Nielsen’s 5 neck Hamer guitar.

Ron Wood’s 1978 Tony Zemaitis guitar.

Jeff Beck’s 1965-66 modified Fender Esquire.

Bo Diddley’s 1960 Gretch, The “Twang Machine”.

Pete Townshend’s 1975 Gibson Les Paul Deluxe.

Jack White’s 1964 Valco Airline.

Jerry Garcia’s “Wolf”. Commissioned from Doug Irwin in 1973.

Jerry Garcia’s “Tiger” Doug Irwin, 1979.

Joe Strummer’s 1966 Fender Telecaster.

Jimi Hendrix’s 1968 Olympic White Fender Stratocaster. This is the guitar that Jimi used to wake the crowd up at Woodstock when he played the Star-Spangled Banner.

Pete Townshend’s Gibson SG Special that he smashed for a Rolling Stone photoshoot.

It is encased in lucite and displayed at Rolling Stone Magazine’s headquarters.

There were many more iconic instruments in the collection. Real jaw-dropping stuff.

Before leaving the museum, we stopped by to see Leonardo Da Vinci’s St.Jerome. St.Jerome is an unfinished Leonardo Da Vinci painting on loan from the Vatican Museum to memorialize his death 500 years ago this past May.

We left the museum, but we weren’t done. We walked through the park to see an art opening.

What you are seeing below is not shellfish.

Ce ne sont pas des crustacés

It’s soft shellfish. Very soft. This is the art of Lucy Sparrow.

Heeeeeere’s Lucy! As the Play It Loud show had its closing, Lucy Sparrow’s Gourmet Deli had its public opening today.

There are 30,000 items at the deli all made of felt. It’s a surreal scene!

There are various sections at the deli. Meats, Fish, Shellfish, Cheese, Bakery, Fruits, Vegetables, Macaroons, and canned goods.

They even have Sushi.

There are all of the sections one would expect to see in a fancy deli. And each section is filled with little works of felt art. Each one signed. All 30,000 of ’em.

Lucy Sparrow’s Delicatessen on 6th is located on Sixth Avenue between 49th and 50th Streets, and is open daily from 11 a.m. to 8 p.m., through October 20th.

Hope you enjoyed the post. Steered a little off-topic, but what the heck!

 

Indian Larry Block Party 2019

Posted in Uncategorized on September 30, 2019 by Pat Regan

Wow! So much going on recently! Let’s back it up a bit. Last weekend was the 16th Annual Indian Larry Block Party in Brooklyn.

Bikes lined the street again for a fun-filled day!

A fire broke out to the south but it was quickly extinguished.

This vintage Bonnie took a front row spot on the corner.

Behind Indian Larry’s they were having a barbeque with food, a bar, and a DJ. Off to the side was this nice little nook that had a table and chairs in a garden with beehives. It was a nice respite from the craziness.

A la Big Daddy Roth!

Love a Knucklehead!

Some gorgeous vintage vehicles are always in attendance as well. Like this early 60’s Corvette.

Some Captain America action below. The Easy Rider Live show the night before was amazing!

Some of my favorite people were there. Here is Darren McKeag working on a helmet. He has a masterful brushstroke. I really dig his work. I own a few pieces of his, including a beautiful helmet I got at Indian Larry’s a few years ago. On this day I bought that “Ghost Riders” print you see in the photo below.

This is my helmet.

Darren and his wife Missy were about to celebrate their anniversary a couple days later. I saw them at Sturgis a few years back just before they got hitched. Congratulations Darren and Missy!

Here is Makoto Endo. He paints motorcycles using chopsticks as his brush.

He is at many motorcycle events. Here he is painting one of Indian Larry’s bikes.

And here is the lovely Gloria Struck. Gloria has been riding for over 75 years. She is in the AMA Hall of Fame and still riding! She is holding her biography. She signed on for me last year.

Inside Larry’s shop, folks were getting tattoos.

This flaming pick up was here again. I believe it was parked in the same spot last year.

The skyline of Manhattan makes a fine backdrop for the days’ activities.

This old Corvair was very customized. Looks like it could really tear things up.

Here is Jillian with a NY salute!

BURNOUTS!

This dude was having a blast! He was surrounded by cops and did not give a shit!

He ripped it up, flew down the road and came back for more.

On the next block, a few other dudes started burning up rubber.

You can see chunks of hot rubber flying through the air!

And I could feel it as those rear tires spit their molten residue on my flesh. Gotta sacrifice for the good shots!

After a walkabout this Corvair had replaced the Corvette.

We had a great meal at a French Restaurant and hopped back on the ferry.

A great day at Larry’s.

 

 

 

Easy Rider Live

Posted in Uncategorized on September 23, 2019 by Pat Regan

I had some good motorcycle related fun this weekend! Friday night Jillian got tickets to see Easy Rider Live at Radio City Music Hall. This event was something Peter Fonda had been working on and hoped to have attended. In fact, his last Instagram post was promoting this special evening celebrating the 50th anniversary of the movie’s release.

As the film was played, the original soundtrack was performed live by some of the original artists. It was a great event. Not only that but when we went up to the mezzanine to be seated, we were handed tickets for orchestra seats. We got bumped up! Right On!

To the left and right of the stage in the photo below, they displayed Peter Fonda’s last post. @fondstagram

John Kay of Steppenwolf came out and opened the credits with Born To Be Wild followed by The Pusher. As the songs ran long the film would be paused and darkened so the band could continue rocking out. It was like seeing the film in chapters with live music. And what a treat to see John Kay.

Below is a film clip to give you a little taste of what it was like.

There were three horns blasting out When The Saints Go Marching In as you may have seen in the video above. Nicole Atkins sang The Band’s The Weight. Guitarist Tash Neal and a seasoned band backed everyone up and did a ripping version of Jimi Hendrix’s If 6 was 9. Roger McGuinn of the Byrds closed out the movie’s last two songs, It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Bleeding) and Ballad of Easy Rider. Then after the heavy ending, John Kay came out again saying he wanted the show to end on a more upbeat note, so he sang Magic Carpet Ride. 

The show really flowed nicely. Great performances. Well put together. A real treat! Thanks Jillian!

The Distinguished Gentleman’s Ride

Posted in Uncategorized on September 10, 2019 by Pat Regan

Howdy Folks! Help if you can!

On Sunday the 29th of September, I will don my finest attire with my fellow men and women across the globe to join the fight with The Distinguished Gentleman’s Ride to raise awareness for prostate cancer and men’s mental health. But before I press my tweed and polish my boots, I need you to donate what you can for this meaningful cause and help me reach my goal.

For your uncles, your brothers, your fathers and friends. Donate what you can, for their lives need not end.

https://www.gentlemansride.com/fundraiser/PatrickRegan314096

Thank you.

 

Peter Fonda

Posted in Uncategorized on August 17, 2019 by Pat Regan

The man responsible for many a person to hop on a bike and go has passed. Take it easy rider.

Just recently a friend told me he met a large group of riders from Japan at Sturgis last week whose journey had been inspired by the movie Easy Rider. Sturgis was one of many stops on their adventure.

The man is gone but the legend continues.

Peter Fonda 1940-2019

 

Car Show * Automat * Hicksville, NY.

Posted in Uncategorized on June 15, 2019 by Pat Regan

I had every intention of going to a pow wow in New Jersey on Saturday. Then, on Friday night I heard about a car show. I love a car show! I love a pow wow too, but the car show started early and ended early. The pow wow went well into the evening. Could I do both? Ha! Best laid plans of mice and men. Meaning, I did not get to Jersey. But I saw a great car show! I’ll tell you more about the pow wow at the end of the post.

Anyway, I got up early and was out the door before 11. Early for me. I hopped on the bike and headed East. East seems funny being that I can see the ocean from Brooklyn. But then there’s Long Island. And Long Island is huge. It jets off far to the Northeast from the city. It’s bigger than our country’s smallest state! I was headed to Hicksville, NY. A shop that specializes in auto interiors was having an auto show. Welcome to Automat.

There were plenty of cars. From the rustiest…

…to the shiniest!

Beautiful cars of yesteryear surrounded the grounds of Automat.

A true pleasure for me at this event was meeting Chuck Zito.

It was actually through Chuck’s Instagram that I found out about the car show. He was bringing his ’68 Charger.

This car is primo! And powerful!

His 1968 Charger sports a Super Bird style fin in the rear and a 528 engine up front.

If you check out his Instagram, he has a video of himself driving home and talking about this beauty. I believe he says it cranks over 800 Horsepower!

Underneath pays tribute to his days with his motorcycle club.

The Batmobile was in attendance.

This is one of those aquatic vehicles.

The dude behind this Reliant owns the purple monster below.

It was LOUD!

I was taking a photo of this Packard from the other side. The owner told me to stop. He said it looked much better from the left side. Indeed.

How cool is that bumper?

They invited people to have a look inside the shop. It was cool to see folks at work.

The interior of this Jaguar was stripped empty.

Here they are working on a trike with a VW rear.

A 572 under the hood. Monsterous!

There’s something about a Buick Riviera.

Barracuda.

Dig a ’58.

By the time I was ready to leave, I recognized I wasn’t going to make it to the pow wow. I was hungry too. I was told there was a good place to get tacos in Far Rockaway. So I took a slight detour on the way home.

I decided to try these tacos at the Rockaway Beach Surf Club for myself. Yup! They were good taco’s. Greasy good! The place was crowded and took a while, but everyone was friendly and all was chilly willy. Good vibe. I was told it gets a lot more crowded later when the surfers return.

So hey! I missed the pow wow today. But, if you ever get a chance, check out one of the following events. My friend Cliff (who I met in Montana on one of my adventures), organizes these amazing events. There are more coming up.