Showing posts with label dune buggy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dune buggy. Show all posts

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Driving in cars with Boys or Whoever had one!

Growing up in the Sixties, we were all about cars:  muscle cars, surf wagons, VW, low riders and dune buggies.  That's what I remember.  Those who had the mechanical ability from taking shop or learning from their dad's, bought & fixed up  whatever they could afford and that made for some pretty spectacular restorations.
 
My husband had a '64 GTO.  Several of my close friends had Chevy Impalas low to the ground w/ hydraulics, one guy had an old rounded Chevy with bright red metal flake paint and the coolest tuck & roll you ever saw.  Those who saved their own money to buy a car bought a VW.  As I recall you could buy a new Bug for about $1200.

One high school boyfriend of mine had a dune buggy which was a blast!  We'd take it down to the beach, north of  Trancas, on  PCH and ride up and down big dunes.  The surfers had VW vans or station wagons.  The lucky ones found old Woodies and fixed them up.   The woodies were becoming scarce by the late Sixties.  They were already collectible and it became quite a sight to see one.  VW camper vans loaded with surfboards and teenagers are what I remember best.  By the early '70s they were the preferred mode of travel for anyone who surfed
or skiied.


 As a girl, I didn't need a car.  I bummed rides with my friends.  As a guy, you had to have a car.  L.A. is a big place and you could not expect to do much of anything w/o one as my husband so often points out.  It was great to drive the LA freeways in those days.  Traffic was only morning and afternoon drive, evenings were wide open.  We could be at the beach, in Westwood, in Hollywood or even at the airport in 45 minutes.  Try that now.

Christina

Christina
by Cole Scott