Dose of Vintage

A few months back we went to one of the many Crotch Cooler meets that are held across the South. It was at the Departure Lounge in Alton. Advertised there was a vintage and retro fair with a classic car meet attached and all on Kims birthday. So after breakfast and present unwrapping, and with Kim and Lily dressed for the day we headed over in the Camper. We decided against pre-booking as they wanted everyone parked up before 9am and no moving until later afternoon, so I was a bit surprised to be waved into the show at 11am.



Parked with some hotrods and Americana we headed up the hill. The cars were interspersed with the stalls so there was something to see all round.











Lily was in her element pushing her retro buggy around (for a bit, until she got tired and everyone including Granny had a go pushing)









This old Bedford camper was period perfect. So many cool touches.















We stopped for ice creams from a dinky caravan before a tired Lily meant an early lunch.





We listened the bands for a bit before a final wander round and the trip home.









They could have done with a few more stalls perhaps and the cars staying around longer, but for a free show we really can't grumble.

Steve.

Crotch Coolers meet

We woke up this morning with nothing to do. A glance at the weather showed it was going to be ok most of the morning so we decided to chance a trip to Alton and one of the Crotch Cooler meets. Different from normal classic car meets, this one roams around venues adding a cruise and breakfast into the mix. We opted out of the cruise and headed straight for the departure lounge cafe on the outskirts of Alton. Squelching across the muddy field we parked with a line of Dubs.



Went in and joined the vast queue for food.  A sausage sarnie took almost an hour to arrive, but it was tasty and gave us a chance to natter.



Back outside the cruise had arrived and made a couple of lines, some interesting motors from big rigs through to an Allegro Police car.









It was cold and blowy so we kept moving to stay warm,





Lily went exploring in the truck. It was huge with no power steering and 13 gears.





As we came to leave, Alan had taken a shine to the truck and moved Alf alongside for a photo.



I did say the field was muddy.



With a shove from a group of chaps, we got him off the field leaving just a dirty skidmark behind. The meet wasn't big, but the varied locations they stop at means we've bookmarked them for the future.

Steve.