How We Did It! – - – Canon G11 Compact Camera – wide-angle lens 6mm – I shoot in RAW! – and polish up the loose ends with photoshop making these photos what we like to say in the biz > Art ~:0)
The Skipper’s a Mighty Salin’ Man – - – The 1963 Lincoln Continental Convertible is recognized the world over as the epitome of luxury and style. Gotta hand it to those guys at Ford back in the day. They could make something smooth. This ride has a soft-top and the hidden hard-top features. Back doors are hinged suicide and when the fronts are open with them – the whole of the interior is exposed. To say the least entry and exit is easy. And that’s as it should be ~:0)
The Lincoln Continental of the era had a reputation for wallowing like a boat on a velvet sea. To say the ride is soft is to understate the obvious. The hood is pancaked. The chrome bumpers are massive! The car exudes elegance like salt calls for pepper. This is a tasty ride and it weighs tonnes more than a Welsh sewing circle could imagine. I don’t know about U lot but this thing is a real bewdy.
This Lincoln Continental sports white leather seats. I personally would have chosen black or red but to each his own. When we were driving this rig up to the ridge for sunset I felt like a child again. It’s big inside. It has bench seats that made the drivers area seem a mile wide as they say up here in the Texas Hill Country. Everywhere we went in this great beasty we were greeted with smiles and waves. On one of the numerous fuel stops folks would gather round just to touch her chrome. We made them wipe off their own finger prints at two bucks a throw. They were glad to pay it. After all they were in the presence of automotive legend.
U wouldn’t know it form this image but behind the photog there are the trappings of civilization lining the obscure road we used. Mobile phones still worked. Fast Food was minutes away and the sounds of a ball game could be heard in the distance. But for those gathered around that very special Lincoln Continental there was distance. We were as far away from common-place as we could be. We were royalty. We were high atop the highest mountain. We were lost on a high horizon with a Classic Lincoln Continental. ~:0) VivaChas!