One of the best car shows around is held at the Pebble Beach Golf Course on the 18th fairway just below the clubhouse of the same name. Thousands of car guys and gals flood into the Monterey peninsula for everything gearhead that goes on during the week. We go to Italiano Concorso for all things Italy. We catch about all the auctions… just about all of em are there too: RM, Gooding, Bonhams, Mecum, Russo & Steele. Had dinner with my buddy Craig Jackson. There’s the “cooler n dang it” Monterey Historics at Laguna Seca with vintage racing all week. My Friends Allan and Mary Travis raced their big 1907 Renault at Laguna Seca. The big crowd usually show up at the race track on Saturday. There is a funky little alternative show near Seaside called Concour de Lemon. Sunday is the big event. The big cheese. The show of shows for car guys: The Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance. I think that is French for big-fat fancy car show.
This year one of the celebrated car brands At Pebble was Mercer. I love Mercers and have two. I believe they are a “man’s sports car”! My friends at Schaeffer and Long Restoration in New Jersey did a little pre-show work for me on my 1918 series 4 Mercer Race-about. So, since Fred Hoch’s Mercers (two) and my 1918 were making the Reliable Car Carrier trek to Pebble, I made sure my friend Fred and his co-workers Paul and Bill would come too! We all dressed in period Mercer mechanics/racing driver white coveralls obviously embroidered w Mercer. My mechanic/copilot was my buddy Wade Kawasaki. All five of us made a huge statement and looked like we were the 1911 Indy 500 Mercer Racing team in our all white coverall get ups! I thought we looked cool.
It was a pure blast to drive in past the Hagerty dawn patrol as we went in on the field. My buddy and fellow car collector Jay Leno greeted me as I drove in. He told me earlier that he wasn’t bringing his Mercer… Slacker. The PBC Marshalls ushered us Mercer teammates to our place of honor next to the Monterey Bay where we held court all day. I had fun seeing a bunch of my friends. Fred Hoch is the still the king of Mercers and although he says he’s just a country boy and not into the fancy-smancey things or places, he dug it. I know he did! Here are some of the pics.
From the road,