Sunday, July 30, 2006

More photos

Random photos from the trip

Busted. A flaky fuel pump and some carburetor gasket issues made the drive quite eventful. This photo was taken by the roadside in Saskatchewan whilst performing a "spot of maintenance". Most cars driving by did stop to inquire as to my status - My response was polished and automatic by this time - "Thanks for stopping, but I'm OK. My car and I are having a bit of a disagreement. I'm winning.".

Random mountain shot.
Yet another random mountain shot.
I rarely stopped to take photos.
Beautiful lakeside setting in Crow's nest pass. Letting the V8 cool down after climbing straight for an hour.

Northern Ontario. Taken to keep myself from falling asleep.
Squamish shot. Beautiful surroundings.

Le tour de Crustillac 2006

I'll fill in the details later, but in July 2006 I found myself in Squamish BC, with a bit of time on my hands, a legitimate excuse to travel, and a thousand bucks burning a hole in my pocket. The idea of buying a beater to get home and sell in Ontario had been floating around in my head for quite some time, but finally the planets had aligned, and I had my chance. All I needed was a thousand dollar car that would make it home. Something... memorable.

Enter Le Crustillac. Crusty, or Yahk (more on that later), was born a white 1967 Cadillac Calais, with a 429 cubic inch (translation - freaking gigantic) gas guzzling V8 engine, automatic transmission, white faux leather interior, and a modest array of optional equipment. Over the course of the car's 39 year lifespan, someone had covered the entire car in a crust of goopy, nasty flat black paint/undercoating, flames, and had recovered the interior in green leopard print faux fur.


More later.