I just watched a video on the Hoonigan Youtube channel where Brian Scotto is talking to Will Roegge, and they both agree to the concept that if you like your own work, you’re not trying hard enough. Scotto asked Roegge to talk about his favorite videos he’s made, and he says he can’t name any, because he thinks all his videos suck.
Well, I can’t say I agree with any of that. In fact, I often look back at my old photos for inspiration. Sure, I always have a critical eye and see constant room for improvement.
“They’re doing a little rally on those motorcycles they make, and I’m going to drive his old Ford F-1 pickup as a chase car.”
Delivered via text message, those were the words that got me to this spot amongst a group of friends, a ’49 Ford F-1, and a bunch of…motorcycles?
If you haven’t yet read the original Pebble Beach 2016 “barn find” post below this one, make sure to scroll down and check that out first. What follows is the rest of the photos from that original 2016 post, but written now in 2017 to give some closure to the coverage I never finished.
They’re watching you. Quite literally, in fact–I peeked up at one point to see an ominous figure keeping track of the people below. When you have hundreds of millions of dollars worth of cars being swarmed by thousands of people who are drunk before brunch, it makes sense to have people keeping an eye on the proceedings.
The term “barn find” has been extended well outside its original meaning of barns and unmolested original finds, but that’s okay. Could something found in a hole on the internet be a barn find as well? That’s how I feel about this post, because I wrote it six months ago and kind of…abandoned it. This is more or less a gallery of the coolest cars I saw at the 2016 Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance, but classic cars are timeless, right? I still think it’s worth checking out, so I’d like to share it. The original text is as follows:
There are a lot of “concours” events around the world. Hell, it seems like there’s one every few weeks out here in Northern California. But when people say “Concours”—with that capital C—they’re only talking about one thing: the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance.
I saw a really funny comment on Speedhunters the other day. Dino Dalle Carbonare, in setting up a post about driving the Pagani to Canepa Cars & Coffee, mentioned about how early he’d gotten up and left his hotel room. Impatience and intolerance clearly runs wild for some people, especially in any internet comments section, and I just have to quote this moron’s post verbatim: Stop being like everyone else on the internet and posting a minutes worth of drivel before you show the content you actually promised to show. No one cares about your hotel room.