This has become a new favourite hobby for me. When looking up these I kept getting more and more impressed by just what they actually used them for. There's a few images about of a chopper lifting a fullsize jet. Because I work nights these days I don't often get to see Chinooks, a few years ago it used to be a bi-weekly occurrence that they'd fly over carrying things.
Back to the norm.
The Lucille Ball-Desi Arnaz Show "While shooting in the Mojave desert, the crew had difficulty making one of the cars come to a skidding stop to complete the scene. Frustrated, Desi Arnaz finally got into the car himself and performed the stunt perfectly. After receiving applause from the cast and crew, it was discovered that the camera had no film in it! Desi went ballistic while the rest of the crew got hysterical."
"He got a lot of speeding tickets in it so one day he called his bodyguard up, an ex-Orange County marshal, George Brand, and said “Get rid of this”. The cop bought it and took it home and gave it to his daughter to drive to high school."
Flash forward several decades. The police find this burn victim but there’s no purse with her, no id. And then over six weeks later, a clue arrives, from a former boyfriend, who co-owned the house she lived in. He noticed she missed paying the house payment so he filed a missing-persons report. With that description, the deceased was then identified as Donna O’Hara, 54, a divorced woman who had worked for 13 years at a Sears merchandise-distribution center in Santa Ana.
Donna Brand had indeed driven the car to high school, which no doubt made her popular with the boys. At the time of his daughter’s death, 32 years after he got the car from his boss, her father, George Brand, was still alive, but not able to testify in later court hearings because of early-stage Alzheimer’s. But the general belief was that he paid his boss $1000 for the car so he could legally own it.
It was probably his daughter who put the car in storage as far back as 1971. When she died, her mother, a few weeks later, was putting her daughter’s papers in order when she discovers a letter from a British car buyer based in Santa Barbara. The letter implores her daughter to sell the Cobra. The mother remembers the car but had no idea it was still around. She does a little detective work, finds out what it’s worth and calls the barn finder. The barn finder had a customer lined up for it, a Dr. Simeone in Pennsylvania. But the barn finder decides rather than just getting a commission, he will buy the car himself and somehow puts together $3 million.
Loving this thread. I might be presumptive and add some of my own when I get a mo, but first, important business must be dispensed with. Because where there are black and white car photos, there must be Klem...
Hawthorn later said he had no idea how he managed to miss Klem. Which would be Louis Klemantaski, legendary photographer during probably the most wild and lethal period of motorsport. Once the cars started to envelop the drivers so you could no longer see their expressions, he lost interest as it was always the human aspect that attracted him. He excelled at up close and personal shots from the very edge of the tracks, and once H&S started to put up barriers and move people back, a lot of his love for photographing the cars went away. And he was no dilletante either, he competed in the Mille Miglia, the most heroic of heroes' races, as co-driver to Peter Collins... and they would have won by an absolute country mile, eclipsing Stirling Moss' record time, had breakdown not cruelly struck on the home straight. The Klemantaski Collection remains one of the most significant archives of motorsport photography available
Prescott Hillclimb, not so different to how it is now.
If you get a chance, buy the excellent "Klemantaski Himself" book, or there's a recent one with some of is finest work by Paul Parker entitled "Master Motorsport Photographer" Well worth a look