These photos are from a hiking expedition last fall. I encountered this 1964 Chevrolet Bel Air Station Wagon in the nature preserve parking lot and couldn't resist grabbing some snapshots.
Isn't she grand?
The profile!
The color!
She's so wide she barely fits the parking space. This reminds me of the station wagon my parents had when I was a kid. The leather bench seat in the pre-seatbelt-law days of the eighties was a terrifying place to slide around.
I was dying to know who owns this car but will have to settle for simply knowing it exists out there in the world.
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