In 1965 me and some friends attended a "Flower Power" outdoor concert near San Francisco and afterwards and, for some unknown reaso, none of us could
remember where I parked my nearly new Ford Falcon. After searching for an hour we gave up and just assumed it had been stolen.
Last month I returned to the site and suddenly remembered parking it in a young eucalyptus grove but the only one around was now 50 years old. I
walked into it and sure enough my '63 Falcon was still there:
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Perhaps BigOly might want to add this photo of a NESTING FALCON to his collection of bird pictures?
[Edited on 12-5-2015 by durrelllrobert]motoged - 12-5-2015 at 12:11 PM
...... for some unknown reason, none of us could remember where I parked my nearly new Ford Falcon. ......
[Edited on 12-5-2015 by durrelllrobert]
Ahhhh....chemistry from the 60's and 70's....organic or not.....Whale-ista - 12-5-2015 at 12:23 PM
Hmmm.... my dad had a '63 Falcon convertible, metallic blue, white on top, 4 on the floor... Now THAT was a car you didn't forget- no matter how good
the concert was (or the refreshments).Maron - 12-5-2015 at 02:01 PM
Please don't bogart that joint. Nice story and picture. As has been said, those were the days.
thanksbajabuddha - 12-5-2015 at 03:29 PM
Now there's a road trip that ended up out on a limb ....
