Early morning rendezvous in San Francisco. Admire cars, drink coffee and eat pastries (THANKS, FARLEY'S!), attend Driver's Meeting and receive safety instructions ("This is not a race.", "Don't crash.", and, um, "Have fun"); head North. By diverse and devious roads arrive at Red Bluff in the afternoon. Admire cars. Visit Mini Bar.
Farley's: a welcome source of caffeine and edibles before the start.
Citroen Traction Avant. Tres bien!
Craig Sarachene's Saab 96. Seemed like there were a lot of front wheel drive cars this year (the Minis, the Citroen, the Saab, and the Lancia)
Sylvia and Brent's cool new Mini...
Sometimes, a little folk dance before the start will ward off mechanical gremlins...
Drivers' meeting
Loose on the public roads...
The same Chevron station seems to get very lucky every year.
Future "Spirit of the Melee" winner naps during the gas stop lull.
Detroit's attempt (rear) to clone the original Mini (front) still somehow misses the mark...
Lunch
If the Blues Brothers had been British...
Unfortunately, terminal electrical issues sidelined Gary Huckaby's 914 after lunch on the first day.
"Just put the camera down and drive, okay?"
Red Bluff
The Mini Bar: industrial strength Margaritas! Thanks Craig!
EP Sarachene considers swapping her Sport Corolla for David Swig's DOHC Celica.
Looks like it's a deal!
The NSU Sport Prinz made a dramatic late arrival...
SUs are best adjusted in the dark...
...as are, apparently, Opel GT rear shocks.