I’ve been a lot of places in my life. Even though I’ve done two tours as a resident of Sioux Falls, SD, I have NEVER made the three hour trip to Omaha, NE. That factoid falls this evening. Joan and I are celebrating our 30th wedding anniversary with a 3-day weekend to the Gateway To The West.
Among our stops: Junkstock . www.junkstock.com Now, before you jump on me, we had decided on the trip to Omaha BEFORE I learned that 3 Days of Peace Love and Junk is happening this weekend. Must have been meant to be. Joan’s free pick is the zoo, which I hear is looking good. We’ll have lots of time for other things, and this is where you come in: I am looking for recommendations on restaurants, used LP record/music stores, best places to find interesting old stuff, best attractions, especially those one might not find in the travel literature.
Please reply with your top picks, and forward/share to your friends who might know Omaha well. Thanks, and we’ll report from the field. Literally, the field. Ta Ta!
Our work office features a wall of windows facing west. That wall of windows looks upon Vern Eide Honda. More precisely, it looks upon Eide’s side lot where the wonderful odd ball vehicles reside. Here you’ll find vintage cars, late-model high performance special edition cars…basically anything that they take in on trade that doesn’t fit nicely into the traditional “used vehicle” category.
Today I couldn’t help but see these three beauties. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to own an International Scout like these two, or an International Travel All, IH’s answer to the Chevy Suburban. Back in the day, these, and IH pickups, could be purchased at your local International Harvester Tractor dealer. Farm operators might live many miles from an actual late-model car dealer, but your home-town IH dealer let you purchase and service your tractor, corn picker, haying accessories and your truck, pickup or in these two your Cro Magnon 4 wheel drive SUV. I’ve always figured if you owned an old Scout you’d better know how to source scare parts and possess the knowledge (and perverse joy) in constantly fixing the vehicle, which pretty much put me out of the running from the start. Yet, the dream dies hard, and the lack of all that doesn’t kill the fun of imagining one of these parked outside.
The car below (and sitting about 5 spots away from the IH’s) is an early 70’s Mercury Comet. I don’t know the official Ford name for that paint color. Calf Scour Yellow-Green is probably most accurate, although I can imagine the difficulty of getting that one through Marketing. I’m not your go-to classic Ford encyclopedia. (Frankly I don’t have to be, because I have friends who know as much or more detail of anything FoMoCo this side of Dearborn). I think I’m safe in thinking the Mercury Comet of this era is the twin of the Ford Maverick. Two doors are neat, but I’m guessing there’s little else about this model which evoked the word “COOL” back in the day. Regardless, I like ’em, and I had a lot of fun in Comets/Mavericks, and as a teen in the 70’s, that Comet was infinitely cooler than…walking everywhere you wanted to go.,,