This was the first car that Dave Stew owned. It cost a couple throusand bucks, had like a 400 horsepower engine, an eight track player, and it was 18 feet long. It had a short lifetime, but an awesome one that probably peaked on this roadtrip. Every may long weekend we used to go to a camp in Princeton called Rockridge Canyon. It’s a full on camp now, but back then it was just a cow pasture with 500 or so people camping on it. I think this was 2002, and we had all grown moustaches for months prior to that weekend. We stopped in Keremeos on the way out for our classiest moment, in which the phrase “hey ladies, ever kissed a man with a moustache?” saw its birth and demise within that group of people (I still, to this day, have not seen a more disgusted look on anyone). I think Dave found that bike at Rockridge, and he definitely found the skull and bones there. I have no idea what happenned to it, although I’d bet that this was it’s last bit of usefullness.











