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Rusty Olds??? Rusty Olds you say? Who is this “Rusty Olds” you might be thinking to yourself. Well let me back up a couple of months but first you might want to grab a snack and something to drink……good, now all settled in??
A couple of months ago, right around the Detroit Autorama a HAMB lurker who I’ve never had any contact with PM’s me and tells me about a garage in the ghetto of Philly with some old cars in it, one of which is a fat fendered Oldsmobile convertible and asks if I’m interested. I really wasn’t looking for another car just like Big Olds, I had planned on doing a late 20’s, early 30’s Olds roadster, BUT when opportunity comes knocking…..so he passed along the women’s phone number that owns all the cars in said garage and I called her. Our first conversation went wonderful and she said she’d have her son send some photos.
Two weeks pass and still no photos so I call her and she didn’t realize her son didn’t send the photos so I talked her through sending her first email with attachments. I received 3 photos of a 46-47 Olds convert. To say I was excited was an understatement. The car looked in great shape BUT I wasn’t ready to commit without seeing the rear of the car, one of the front fenders, the floor or the interior. All of which weren’t being shown in any of the photos she sent.
Shortly thereafter I headed out to the Lonestar RoundUp and the only reason I am mentioning this is it gets freaky. I’m standing in front of the Austin Speed Shop during the “Garage” party and this guy walks up to me and introduces himself. Low and behold it’s the HAMB lurker who gave me the Rusty Olds lead! In all the many PM’s we exchanged during the previous two weeks, neither one of us mentioned to the other that we were going to TX.
Anyway, I mention that I really would like some more detail photos and he offered to see what he could do although he is not digital camera or computer literate SO he dragged his girlfriend Sophia over to the garage and she took some great photos and sent them to me the day after I got home from the RoundUp! I liked what I saw and called up Eleanor and had a very easy purchase price agreed upon conversation. I paid “Groucho money” for the car.
Since I was heading to PA for the Jalopy Showdown in mid-May I asked her if she’d keep the car till then, she agreed and I sent her a nice deposit. At this point I had made the decision in my mind that making two trips to PA and spending that extra money for fuel and tolls was just not worth it to take Big Olds to the Showdown. I knew there’s always next year.
So fast forward to this past Thursday afternoon. After work I drove to Ralfs56 place where he already had a borrowed truck and trailer and loaded up my stuff in the truck swearing to Scott that we were only going to be gone a weekend…..yep, doesn’t everyone travel with four coolers?
Then it’s off to HoBoy56’s place to pick up his old truck. He’s working in PA for a year and wanted his shop truck there but had no way of transporting it. A couple of weeks ago he posted a threaded asking for a HAMB rely and low and behold we were traveling within 10 miles of his place so it ended up working out great. The truck unfortunately did not start so we had to push it to the trailer and come-along-ed it on. Luckly Scott’s strong.
Yep, the bed was full of stuff as well.
Not much else happened on the way Thursday night. Ended up driving till past midnight and stopped in Beaver Falls at a Patel owned hole in the wall.
Next morning started out early as we wanted to be in Philly at noon……yeah right LOL
There are quite a few tunnels you travel thru when your on the toll road in PA…..oh yeah, toll roads SUCK and I have no clue how folks in OH and PA deal with the cost all the time!
Just playing with the camera and tripod
Saw these sweet Caddy’s heading east
When we got to HoBoy56’s, (Joe) work we unloaded the truck in record time….so fast I didn’t even get a photo of it rolling off the truck and right into this spot. Joe’s a happy camper and within 5 minutes of us pulling in the parking lot we were pulling out.
Stop for fuel knowing that we were about 30 miles from downtown Philly and didn’t want to have to deal with it in the city. Good thing we did to cuz when Scott got out to pump the fuel he head a hissing noise. Low and behold the front tire had something in it! SHIT! Luck was on our side though as we were at a full service station.
As the guys were tending to the tire and plugging it a little old lady smashes into the rear of the trailer! No real damage to the trailer but the lower half of herbumper got scraped. Stupid people.
This is what they pulled outta the tire….Joe, any employees missing a grill bit??
Of course lots of contruction with freeway entrances closed.
All along I have been keeping Eleanor abreast of our arrival time and at 5:01pm we pulled up to the garage. A full 5 hours later then planned. Philly traffic is as bad a CA. 1 ½ hours to go 15 miles!.....toward the city, not out of the city like Detroit would be during rush hour, and even then it doesn’t get that bad.
Anyway, when we pulled up Scott didn’t even have the truck stopped and I jumped out. How cool is this site? A garage full of old treasures. Rusty Olds was actually in the back corner behind a few cars but Eleanor had arranged for him to be brought up to the front for easy out for me.
A few of the others that are available
SOLD
There is more in the yard behind the building and will be brought inside as room allows
We pushed the KarmaGina (sp?) out so get better access to Rusty Olds
And backed the trailer right up. The only issue was one tire that was shot and off the rim and another one that barely held air
Used a jack to help move the rear portion
Mr HAMB Luker stopped by to see if he could help and to make sure we were going to be ok. I’m not going to out him cuz I’m not sure he wants to deal with a lot of PM’s and stuff ut if he wants he can do it himself.
The area was “straight up ghetto”. When I handed Eleanor the money outta the envelope and she counted it, I tried to hand her the envelope to put the money back in and she took the money, folded it in half and stuffed it in her bra. She then stated to me “looks like I don’t have nothing, right? “ She was the coolest lady. We hit it off on the phone and continued the warm feelings right thru the whole process.
I’d like to add my many, many thanks to Mr Lurker for thinking of me when he saw Rusty Olds. I appreciate all yours and Sophia’s efforta dn I’m thrilled I made a couple new friends. I look forward to hanging out with both of you at an event real soon.
Took us about 1 ¼ hours to load then bid our farewells and headed out.
We had about a 3 hour ride to the Jalopy Showdown ahead of us. We had plans on stopping at Zach’s place on the way but because we were running so far behind we had to postpone those plans till next time.
I’d also like to add my thank to HotRodSurfer who offered to come help us load but because of us running late and his evening plans he wasn’t able to BUT I really appreciate him making the offer and effort. Thanks bud!
On the way outta Philly I snapped a few shots
While traveling I got many phone calls from pals wondering where we were cuz most thought we’d be there mid afternoon…so did we. Thanks for the concern guys, you guys always make me feel special.
When we arrived we were warmly greeted by everyone, who then helped us unload the truck and stick everything in the tent that Megan and Matt had already set up for us. We were camping with the Rochester boys and they had a great tented kitchen area set up and a wonderful fire going.
We relaxed for the rest of the night around the campfire with our friends.
Megan eating a porkchop snack
Lots of merriment
Visiting other encampments
Slick50 and DeVilleGal hanging out as well. WONERFUL seeing you both again
JohnnyLongHair sporting his new boots…..wonder if he’s going to try to take them back after the Showdown? Think they’ll notice the mudd??
Delicious pizza mountain pies were made on the campfire
After just a couple of hours these boots were history for the rest of the weekend. Time to bust out the warm, dry snowmobile boots for the duration.
Don’t remember what time everyone started to turn but it was late and reminded me of The Waltons. Everyone was in their tents and bidding everyone else a good night. Kinda a down home family feel, it was neat.
A couple of months ago, right around the Detroit Autorama a HAMB lurker who I’ve never had any contact with PM’s me and tells me about a garage in the ghetto of Philly with some old cars in it, one of which is a fat fendered Oldsmobile convertible and asks if I’m interested. I really wasn’t looking for another car just like Big Olds, I had planned on doing a late 20’s, early 30’s Olds roadster, BUT when opportunity comes knocking…..so he passed along the women’s phone number that owns all the cars in said garage and I called her. Our first conversation went wonderful and she said she’d have her son send some photos.
Two weeks pass and still no photos so I call her and she didn’t realize her son didn’t send the photos so I talked her through sending her first email with attachments. I received 3 photos of a 46-47 Olds convert. To say I was excited was an understatement. The car looked in great shape BUT I wasn’t ready to commit without seeing the rear of the car, one of the front fenders, the floor or the interior. All of which weren’t being shown in any of the photos she sent.
Shortly thereafter I headed out to the Lonestar RoundUp and the only reason I am mentioning this is it gets freaky. I’m standing in front of the Austin Speed Shop during the “Garage” party and this guy walks up to me and introduces himself. Low and behold it’s the HAMB lurker who gave me the Rusty Olds lead! In all the many PM’s we exchanged during the previous two weeks, neither one of us mentioned to the other that we were going to TX.
Anyway, I mention that I really would like some more detail photos and he offered to see what he could do although he is not digital camera or computer literate SO he dragged his girlfriend Sophia over to the garage and she took some great photos and sent them to me the day after I got home from the RoundUp! I liked what I saw and called up Eleanor and had a very easy purchase price agreed upon conversation. I paid “Groucho money” for the car.
Since I was heading to PA for the Jalopy Showdown in mid-May I asked her if she’d keep the car till then, she agreed and I sent her a nice deposit. At this point I had made the decision in my mind that making two trips to PA and spending that extra money for fuel and tolls was just not worth it to take Big Olds to the Showdown. I knew there’s always next year.
So fast forward to this past Thursday afternoon. After work I drove to Ralfs56 place where he already had a borrowed truck and trailer and loaded up my stuff in the truck swearing to Scott that we were only going to be gone a weekend…..yep, doesn’t everyone travel with four coolers?
Then it’s off to HoBoy56’s place to pick up his old truck. He’s working in PA for a year and wanted his shop truck there but had no way of transporting it. A couple of weeks ago he posted a threaded asking for a HAMB rely and low and behold we were traveling within 10 miles of his place so it ended up working out great. The truck unfortunately did not start so we had to push it to the trailer and come-along-ed it on. Luckly Scott’s strong.
Yep, the bed was full of stuff as well.
Not much else happened on the way Thursday night. Ended up driving till past midnight and stopped in Beaver Falls at a Patel owned hole in the wall.
Next morning started out early as we wanted to be in Philly at noon……yeah right LOL
There are quite a few tunnels you travel thru when your on the toll road in PA…..oh yeah, toll roads SUCK and I have no clue how folks in OH and PA deal with the cost all the time!
Just playing with the camera and tripod
Saw these sweet Caddy’s heading east
When we got to HoBoy56’s, (Joe) work we unloaded the truck in record time….so fast I didn’t even get a photo of it rolling off the truck and right into this spot. Joe’s a happy camper and within 5 minutes of us pulling in the parking lot we were pulling out.
Stop for fuel knowing that we were about 30 miles from downtown Philly and didn’t want to have to deal with it in the city. Good thing we did to cuz when Scott got out to pump the fuel he head a hissing noise. Low and behold the front tire had something in it! SHIT! Luck was on our side though as we were at a full service station.
As the guys were tending to the tire and plugging it a little old lady smashes into the rear of the trailer! No real damage to the trailer but the lower half of herbumper got scraped. Stupid people.
This is what they pulled outta the tire….Joe, any employees missing a grill bit??
Of course lots of contruction with freeway entrances closed.
All along I have been keeping Eleanor abreast of our arrival time and at 5:01pm we pulled up to the garage. A full 5 hours later then planned. Philly traffic is as bad a CA. 1 ½ hours to go 15 miles!.....toward the city, not out of the city like Detroit would be during rush hour, and even then it doesn’t get that bad.
Anyway, when we pulled up Scott didn’t even have the truck stopped and I jumped out. How cool is this site? A garage full of old treasures. Rusty Olds was actually in the back corner behind a few cars but Eleanor had arranged for him to be brought up to the front for easy out for me.
A few of the others that are available
SOLD
There is more in the yard behind the building and will be brought inside as room allows
We pushed the KarmaGina (sp?) out so get better access to Rusty Olds
And backed the trailer right up. The only issue was one tire that was shot and off the rim and another one that barely held air
Used a jack to help move the rear portion
Mr HAMB Luker stopped by to see if he could help and to make sure we were going to be ok. I’m not going to out him cuz I’m not sure he wants to deal with a lot of PM’s and stuff ut if he wants he can do it himself.
The area was “straight up ghetto”. When I handed Eleanor the money outta the envelope and she counted it, I tried to hand her the envelope to put the money back in and she took the money, folded it in half and stuffed it in her bra. She then stated to me “looks like I don’t have nothing, right? “ She was the coolest lady. We hit it off on the phone and continued the warm feelings right thru the whole process.
I’d like to add my many, many thanks to Mr Lurker for thinking of me when he saw Rusty Olds. I appreciate all yours and Sophia’s efforta dn I’m thrilled I made a couple new friends. I look forward to hanging out with both of you at an event real soon.
Took us about 1 ¼ hours to load then bid our farewells and headed out.
We had about a 3 hour ride to the Jalopy Showdown ahead of us. We had plans on stopping at Zach’s place on the way but because we were running so far behind we had to postpone those plans till next time.
I’d also like to add my thank to HotRodSurfer who offered to come help us load but because of us running late and his evening plans he wasn’t able to BUT I really appreciate him making the offer and effort. Thanks bud!
On the way outta Philly I snapped a few shots
While traveling I got many phone calls from pals wondering where we were cuz most thought we’d be there mid afternoon…so did we. Thanks for the concern guys, you guys always make me feel special.
When we arrived we were warmly greeted by everyone, who then helped us unload the truck and stick everything in the tent that Megan and Matt had already set up for us. We were camping with the Rochester boys and they had a great tented kitchen area set up and a wonderful fire going.
We relaxed for the rest of the night around the campfire with our friends.
Megan eating a porkchop snack
Lots of merriment
Visiting other encampments
Slick50 and DeVilleGal hanging out as well. WONERFUL seeing you both again
JohnnyLongHair sporting his new boots…..wonder if he’s going to try to take them back after the Showdown? Think they’ll notice the mudd??
Delicious pizza mountain pies were made on the campfire
After just a couple of hours these boots were history for the rest of the weekend. Time to bust out the warm, dry snowmobile boots for the duration.
Don’t remember what time everyone started to turn but it was late and reminded me of The Waltons. Everyone was in their tents and bidding everyone else a good night. Kinda a down home family feel, it was neat.
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