The Los Angeles Roadsters have wrapped up their 46th exhibition. While we didn’t venture into the big show, we did spend quite a bit of time walking the swap meet trying to get our monies worth back from the parking and gate fees. There were certainly many show-quality examples of shaved ’32 Fords, pastel-hued Hiboys, and bazillion dollar traditional (don’t say rat) rods and kustoms on the show grounds, but after forking over the green our mission of the day was clear. Deliver a photo collection of exquisite castoffs, misfit toys, and hi-dollar junk. The hi-dollar street rods were left to themselves. All was balanced in the expensive junk continuum after a few hours of peering at bent-tube contraptions, tether cars, go-karts, T-buckets, and dining on a Hot Dog on a Stick. Thank you Los Angeles and your highways of the future for making this trip by automobile to through the past in Pomona a modern possibility.
That Quad 4 hot rod is so legit!
What’s up with those tiny, tiny engines?
@ Mad Science. Those tiny engines are from COX control line (ghetto remote control) aircraft models. I had a few of them when I was younger. The most popular of those engines is .049 cubic inch or something like that.
Take it easy! I grew up huffing the nitromethane those little COX engines burned, and might take umbrage with such parenthesized remarks. Remote control was wicked expensive in the ’70s. The COX cars and planes were controlled by strings and levers. The Chicken Stick was vinyl coated stick used to get the engines started. Those sharp propellers were great at slicing up your fingers.
Mike, I know the chicken stick well.
As I said I had a few cox models when I was younger. I grew up in the 80’s and there was no way in heck my father would cough up the funds for a radio controlled model just for a kid to wreck and waste. I had a couple PT 19s’, a P40 and one that was a black pusher (that one flew awful). Got a couple of them from the goodwill store, glued them back up and mounted my “mighty” black widow engine in them. I had good times for low bucks and the planes were fun but nowhere as cool as the R/C aircraft of my dreams.
Ha! Anything glued together that huffs nitromethane just HAS to be good. My personal favorite was the Baja Bug, which when you were actually able to get it started, had a lever on the front to lock the wheels in one direction or the other. Hours of fun that thing was.