G'day mates! Time for a #DavesCarIDService salute to Down Unda's gift to motoring style, the ute. Invented by Ford AUS in 1934 after a letter from a Victoria farm wife who aske for a vehicle to be "a car for church on Sunday and a truck to take the pigs to market on Monday.”
Like Australia's platypus, the ute is neither fish nor fowl- obviously not a car, but strictly speaking it's not a pickup because its cargo box isn't separated from its cab. The last true Aussie ute utility coupe was the 2017 Holden Commodore (this is a jazzed up SSV).
Here stateside, we've had our own Aussie-style utes; during WW2 many people added cargo beds to old cars for advantageous gas rations. And custom bodied flower cars for gangster funerals, like this 1935 Packard conversion.
Finally in 1957 Americans got their own production ute, the Ford Ranchero (Yippee!), followed by Chevy in 1959 with the El Camino (It's Magnifico!)
But now it's time for a walkabout in the outback of my car ID request files. If you'd like to get in line for one, please rise and recite the Car ID Request Pledge:
There's all kinds of delightfulness in this 1930-31 Ford Model A Tudor, starting with Granny's amazing bonnet and Junior's flamboyant tie. Granny don't care what the eye test man at the DMV said, it's her car and she's gonna drive it.
Grandpa's car here is a 1917-24 Ford Model T touring (no cowl lamps mean likely >1920), and looks like little lady's bewitched him with her au courant Louise Brooks/ Theda Bara style bobbed hair.
On behalf of the Dave's Car ID community, offering our thoughts & prayers for Grandma, here beaming a beautiful smile inside a 1937 Cadillac Series 60 coupe. (ht @WCespar)
The vintage view of old CSU in Fort Collins contains a black 1934 Chevy 5-window coupe; in front of it is a 1937-38 full size Mopar (Dodge, Plymouth, DeSoto, or Chrysler Royal) sedan; next car off yonder is a 37 Ford. (ht @Going2shabooms)
Dad is riding a circa 1936 Rudge Ulster, and I am clueless about the minibike. I suspect it was a custom project Dad made for his eager lil' speed demon.
ahh, the AMC Matador, favorite car of bullfighters from Spain to Mexico. Car off yonder is not a similarly Hispanic Cordoba, pretty sure it's a 1977-79 Mercury Grand Marquis with the optional aluminum alloy wheels.
*per my hat-fancying wife. Among the many things that changed dramatically pre- and post-WW1 was ladies' millinery. Gone were jumbo elaborate bird-and-flower festooned lids, replace with Jazz Age streamliners.
These two classic newlyweds are actually with two different classic automobiles: in #1, a 1955 Chevy, and in #2, a 1949 Ford. Both of which are referred to as a "shoebox."
I am never too proud to acknowledge an evidence-based correction, and a tip of the lid to Mr. Lasko: upon checking it does appear to be a 78-79 Cordoba, so the photo contains both a Matador and Cordoba. ¡Ole!
*Don't knock mid-60s Singapore garage punk until you've tried it.
Goodness gracious, this one punches all my MCM-Vegas-Pinup-automotive buttons: this delicious dish is modeling a 1958 Edsel Citation convertible, with two 1957 Fords parked yonder. (ht @MRaff57)
Keep those fantastic family pictures coming (and don't forget to include the hashtag so I see them!), but now time to knock off a few street & wilderness finds, like this 1947 Studebaker Champion business coupe.
*one other request - pretty please don't tag me with "LOL" viral meme car pics from Facebook, Reddit, etc. There's 875% chance I've seen it before, I'm not gonna ID it, and they only clog my inbox & make it harder to search for the good stuff.
This '66 'Stang is wearing one of my fave colors of all time, Ford Emberglo. 1966-only paint code, available on TBirds, Mustangs, and Galaxies. Love that color so much I chose it for one of my hot rods.
Now there's a rarity: 1966-70 Studebaker Cruiser. While Studebaker went under in the US in 1963-4, they continued manufacturing in Canada and Australia for a few more years. Left hand steering indicates a Canuck model here.
Today's #DavesCarIDService birthday boy is the Babe Ruth of driving, the incomparable Erwin "Cannon Ball" Baker, born March 12, 1882. In May 1914 he shattered the transcontinental record by nearly 9 days, making it from San Diego to NYC in 11.5 days on this 1914 Indian Powerplus.
The next year Baker broke his own transcontinental record in a 1915 Stutz Bearcat (11d 7h); again in 1916 in a Cadillac 8 (7d 12h); and in 1928 he beat the 20th Century Limited train from NY to Chicago in a modified Franklin, signaling the days of the train were numbered.
His greatest record: 1934, coast to coast in a Graham-Paige Special in a mind-boggling 53.5 hours. That record would stand for nearly 40 years.
Mind you, this was all without the benefit of interstate highways and Buc-ee's
I think people would be amazed if they knew how many distinguished academic careers were established by writing 50 journal articles that literally no one has ever read, including the reviewers and half of the authors
Absolutely true story: an article in a 2015 Physical Review Letters had 5,124 authors. The article was 33 pages long. Only 9 pages were actual text, the remaining 24 was a list of the authors.
Putting $500 on the Washington Generals to upset the Globetrotters tonight, I'm telling you those guys are DUE
Those who are eager to bet on WWE fall into 2 categories: (1) people who've had a car repo-ed more than 6 times, and (2) people who write scripts for WWE
Disappointed in all these starstruck Iowa City rubes who don't even know about real life Z-list internet celebrity Dave Burge who invented getting drunk and playing pool at Deadwood
But I guess Saints vs Lions is a consolation prize
For the life of me I can't understand why we have plenty of sports teams named 'Spartans' and 'Trojans' but no 'Romans.' Sure, they were assholes, but conquered everything between Scotland to Persia