Auction Week 2017: Goliath

It’s been a busier than usual couple of weeks living in car Mecca. This past week was the Holy Grail – Scottsdale Arizona Auction Week. (For those not interested in “alternative facts,” Scottsdale only hosts most of the auctions. RM is in Phoenix. Silver is on the Fort McDowell Yavapai Nation.)

Shooting at 8000 ISO means the lighting needs work. Also, I can barely hear you.

The buildup started with the Barrett-Jackson World’s Biggest Collector Car Media Preview. Craig Jackson himself was there, with some insights and some 2017 bullet points.

Cool story about the L-88 ‘Vette, bro. The live version was more interesting than the B-J preview show version they played during the second half of the preview. I didn’t watch. Instead, I wandered the hall without drowning in a sea of humanity and merchants. If this were the first one, OK. Growing pains. I get it. Hopefully they improve the sound, light and staging for the second. If it wasn’t the first, well maybe let’s try a little harder. Maybe not a dark cave next time.

Barbara in red at the table was very nice and lined up a badge and a parking pass for me. I took a Diet Coke for my trouble, but skipped the mystery food in little white and red boxes.
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Headed to the Rodeo

What better way to celebrate Father’s Day than by strolling down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, California. As it happened, Sunday was the Rodeo Drive Concours.

OK, full disclosure – this was not a chance meeting. We took a 4 day holiday from the blast furnace that is summer in Phoenix to hang out in milder climes with the beautiful people.  And we were hoping against hope that the LaFerrari would make an appearance.

No such luck.  We did see Bugatti no. 5.  We also saw our first non-auction 288GTO. As shows go, it was a filtered, condensed version of the monthly Cars and Coffee Hookers and Squirrels “Scottsdale Motorsports Gathering.”  (Not the Penske sponsored crapfestthe real one.) Smaller than the Windgate festival of speed.  Like both, it was strafed by similarly cool machines that didn’t want to linger.

Bugatti Bijan Veyron
Bugatti Bijan Veyron

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Hotel California?

And I was thinking to myself, ’this could be heaven or this could be hell’

The Eagles, Hotel California

(c) Peter Lippmann

Well let’s just see:

Heaven is Where: The Police are British, The Chefs are Italian, The Mechanics are German, The Lovers are French and It’s all organized by the Swiss.

Hell is Where: The Police are German, The Chefs are British, The Mechanics are French, The Lovers are Swiss and It’s all organized by the Italians.

I think the answer is pretty clear, even without the Citroen DS.