Having done an all-Ford road trip post just a few weeks back, it seems only fair to show some Chevy love as well. As with the Ford piece, the photos were shot at various locations around East and South Texas.
Leading off are a pair of five-window Advance Design pickups spotted behind a small restoration shop in Cuero, Texas. It recently seems to have moved to another location; too bad as there seemed to be something interesting there every time I drove past.
At the same location, yet another pickup: appears to be a ’41, with the mother of all patina. A nice little fixer-upper.
This ’47 (thanks, chas108) Fleetline sedanette apparently belongs to the owner of a dive bar in northeast Houston, where it certainly adds to the ambiance. Put the stock wheels back on it and it’s ready to be the ride of some film noir private detective.
I’ve preferred to avoid Tri-Fives due to the cliché factor, but this ’56 sedan gets a nod because a similar model was the first car I remember my parents having. Theirs was black, however, and of course didn’t have those slighly hokey fender skirts. Photographed in Navasota, TX, if memory serves.
Everyone seems to have their favorite early-‘60s Chevy, I guess mine is the ’61, just because of that descending character line. I caught the one in the photo just as it was being readied for transport from a storage yard in Canado, TX to a destination unknown.
Here’s one for Paul: a ’67 Corvair Monza, for sale outside a volunteer fire station on FM 2920 in northwest Houston. I imagine the fake wires will have to go, however.
More pickup patina, in the form of a ’67 (thanks, Junqueboi) C-10 short-bed, in Victoria, TX.
By contrast with an earlier photo, the ’70 full-size line are among my least favorite Chevys, but this Caprice two-door hardtop is undeniably in good shape. The sign on the side reads “Vintage Chevrolet Club on Tour”, and it was spotted (in driving rain) in the parking lot of a restaurant along the Houston Ship Channel, in Lynchburg, TX.
This ’74 Impala sedan encapsulates the Curbside Classic ethos, does it not? Beat up but driveable, and a model that was once common as dirt but now has almost vanished. Found on Rayford Road, just outside the Woodlands, TX.
A ’79 Camaro Z-28, in its time the dream car of mullet-wearing small-town youth everywhere. Photographed on a stinking hot July day in Montgomery, TX.
Can’t do without a representative B-body. This ’86 Caprice station wagon is taking the sun in Spring, TX.
In the same parking lot in Spring, but on a different day, this profile shows off the awkward lines of the first-generation Lumina. Early W-bodies don’t get much love here and one can understand why, but someday, probably fairly soon, we won’t have them to kick around any more.
Wrapping things up, a spot of color, in the form of a ’93-’96 Caprice ‘Whale’ in taxi service in McAllen, TX. This photo dates back to 2003 or so.
See the USA in your Chevrolet, you bet.