I have to say I miss the old days of the "newsletter" mags of Gary.
Cruisers and nuttin' but Cruisers. Man, back then it was almost a cult.
Very exclusive.
I've slowly lost interest in the club scene as the exclusive nature has morphed into
whatever the heck it has turned into.
Call me a snob if you like, but it's Land Cruisers I love. Period.
Well...Cruisers and Austin Healeys.
Heck I can barely tolerate the wife's MGB.
I remember when the 60s were looked on with some disdain by the those
of the true faith. Tis a slippery slope and we've slid to this.
For me something has been lost in the translation of what a Cruiser club should be.
I'm habitually a non-joiner, a hermit by nature, and it was the companionship
of fellow nuts who were dedicated to to the preservation of cruisers that pulled me
out of the cave. Three decades of devotion and counting.
I'm back in the cave nowadays. I'm waiting on the faithful to come to their senses.
Ohm...cruiser,cruiser,cruiser...Ohm