By event day, the President of the United States had declared Colorado a disaster area, I-70 to Georgetown was closed, and a death toll was mounting. Nick and I were both seriously disappointed when that happened.Īdding insult to injury, Mother Nature went tyrannical on Colorado. I was scheduled to cover the happening early on for Hot Rod Deluxe, but my puny personal finances put the kabosh on that plan, mere weeks before the flag dropped. Conceiver and promoter Mike "Nick" Nicholas is a real-deal hot rodder and family guy, who's thrown everything he has (and more) at this event for the past year. Spam has been sizzling around here for weeks, in anticipation of the Hot Rod Hill Climb in Georgetown, Colorado. I still haven't allowed myself to imagine what the top of the heap looks like, but I can see myself crawling upward, thanks to inspiration from the following daredevils. Luckily for all of us, this stuff is highly contagious. So I blinked hard, looked around, and suddenly saw leaps of faith taking place everywhere. I mean, I can spot your baggage at a glance from fifty paces, but have been blind to my own, even when it's dragging me down to a dead stop. I know this to be true from my own experiences, but haven't practiced it myself in weeks. The theory is that once we can visualize it, we can begin to believe it's possible, and once we believe it's possible, it's likely to happen. My spiritual trainer (The Good Reverend Salvatore - a sadistically honest man) recently alerted me that my fear of success has me stuck in place, and I won't make an inch of progress until I can visualize myself at the top of the heap. Such as picturing what you'd like your life to be like. Looking into a turn, the car tends to follow your eyes around the corner, right? This technique comes in pretty handy, even when not at the wheel. He knows I have a taste for Swiss cheese hot rods.) Got your attention, didn't it? (Field reporter Ronnie Mankins supplied this photo. This image is here strictly for shock value. This holier-than-thou Chevy II isn't Grady's, so relax. He's a hero for many reasons, and hanging on to his old Nova race car has to count as one. Another issue was that nore than a few guitarists suffered severe burns from playing their instruments without wearing asbestos gloves (although these gloves were highly recommended by the guitar manufacturers, this instruction was rarely ever followed – if you’ve ever tried to play a stringed instrument while wearing gloves, you’ll understand why!)Įarly environmentalists also raised objections about the excessive amount of fossil fuels being consumed to power the instruments, so when inventors discovered how to harness electricity, it was only natural for steam-guitars to be phased out in favour of the “greener” option of electric guitars.Thanks to everyone for the positive response to last week's feature on A/FX racer Grady Bryant. The biggest drawback of the steam-guitar was their lack of portability as they needed to be connected to a massive boiler and coal burner. They were LOUD (as all steam powered machines are)…and with the steam they generated, fog machines weren’t necessary either! In those pre-electric days, rock musicians would turn to steam powered guitars. However, we did not always have electric guitars (or, for that matter, electricty). If you like rock music, you like the electric guitar. The following is based on one of the tall tales that I told a few years back I like to make my story as ridiculous as I possibly can…so that there will be no way that they will take me seriously I know I’ve done my job properly when I get a huge eye-roll. However, my explanations are often fictitious. I love to tell my kids about how something works, or how something came to be.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |