GOODGUYS

ALL AMER­I­CAN GET-TO­GETHER DOIN’ IT FOR THE KIDS

Street Trucks - - BLOOD, SWEAT & GEARS - TEXT AND PHOTOS BY MIKE SELF

“D ad, is the show to­day?” My alarm had yet to go off, but my 7-year-old daugh­ter was hov­er­ing over me, her eyes wide with an­tic­i­pa­tion. “Huh? Uh, no … I mean, yes, it’s to­day,” I man­aged to re­ply. Al­though, I’m still not sure in which or­der the words came out. “I’ll be back for din­ner.”

“What?! I thought I was go­ing with you!” Be­fore I could fig­ure out where our com­mu­ni­ca­tion had gone astray, my other daugh­ter (she’s 5) popped out of her bed­room and asked, “Dad, are we go­ing to a truck show?” Oh man. Usu­ally, the girls go­ing with me wouldn’t be a prob­lem (es­pe­cially when their mom is avail­able), but this time around I was cov­er­ing the Goodguys

All Amer­i­can Get-to­gether for Street Trucks, so I was “working.” Yeah, I know, it’s not re­ally work, but I did have to stay fo­cused for the day.

My wife started to come to the res­cue, but when I saw the look of dis­ap­point­ment on their faces, I re­al­ized how lucky I was to have two lit­tle kids who ac­tu­ally wanted to go to a show. I de­cided that I couldn’t take this mo­ment for granted. As soon as I said, “OK, get ready,” they were off to brush their teeth and get dressed. You have to un­der­stand: that never hap­pens. It usu­ally takes at least an hour to get out the door with these lit­tle crea­tures, but here they were, ready in a mat­ter of min­utes.

And you know what? There wasn’t a sin­gle com­plaint the whole time. Two-hour drive to the show? No com­plaints. Forty­five min­utes to find park­ing be­cause Dad made a cou­ple of wrong turns? Not a peep. Line to get in the gates? Nada. As soon as we en­tered the show, my old­est ex­claimed, “I want that truck!” I knew this was go­ing to be a good day.

As we cruised the grounds so that I could get photos of all the

trucks, I kept get­ting pick­pock­eted. Both of my kids were tak­ing turns grab­bing my phone so that they could get their own photos of their fa­vorite rides.

Off in the dis­tance, we could hear en­gines revving and tires screech­ing. Both girls looked up at me, and I knew they wanted to see what the com­mo­tion was about. When we fi­nally reached the source, they screamed, “Race cars!” Yup, the au­tocross was al­ready in full swing, and their eyes were fixed on the track the whole time we were there. They didn’t need me to an­swer any ques­tions, they were too busy gig­gling and talk­ing to each other about what they were see­ing. “That yel­low one is fast!” “Why is that one mak­ing a whistling noise?” Re­mind me to talk to them about blow-off valves some day.

Oh yeah, the trucks! There were cer­tainly plenty to see, from in­progress hot-rod trucks to com­pletely de­tailed resto-mods. No mat­ter what style of vin­tage truck you’re into, they were all well rep­re­sented at Pleasan­ton. We saw some local fa­vorites, as well as some that we hadn’t yet had the plea­sure of check­ing out be­fore.

Each of the fair­ground build­ings was packed with even more rides, as well as ven­dors, artists, and even scale mod­els. As you can imag­ine, we had to spend a fair amount of time check­ing them all out.

As we pe­rused the For Sale cor­ral, the girls talked about which trucks they’d like to take home, pro­claim­ing, “Mine! Mine!” ev­ery time one caught their fancy. I had to re­mind them of the neglected projects we had at home, but I also had to prom­ise them that at least one would make it to a Goodguys event some day. Oh boy.

Mak­ing our way through all of the cus­tom rides, we even­tu­ally found the swap-meet area, which was packed with folks look­ing for just the right part for their project. We saw tons of drool­wor­thy, rare vin­tage parts, as well as new restora­tion parts, all at show-only dis­counted prices. Since we had come in the fam­ily econo-box, we were ill­pre­pared to take home the bumpers we had scoped out. Les­son learned.

As we wound down for the day and had some frozen custard be­fore head­ing home, we looked around and re­al­ized that we had to­tally missed a whole sec­tion of rides along the back. Custard in hand, we took one fi­nal stroll be­fore wrap­ping things up for day one of the All Amer­i­can Get-to­gether.

In case you were won­der­ing how the ride home went, it was ac­tu­ally pretty un­event­ful. As we were get­ting passed on the free­way by an “en­thu­si­as­tic” driver, the kids chanted, “We need more tur­bos, we need more tur­bos!” be­fore pass­ing out for the rest of the ride home. Goodguys re­ally does know how to put on fam­ily-friendly events. My kids can’t wait to go to the next one, but this time I might put a cou­ple of bet­ter cam­eras in their hands to make my life eas­ier.

Thanks, Goodguys, for mak­ing this a mem­o­rable event for ev­ery­one. You make it easy to be a truck dad. Be sure to check out Good-guys.com to find an event near you.

THOUGH GOODGUYS EVENTS ARE TYP­I­CALLY FOR CLAS­SICS, AMER­I­CAN-MADE OR POW­ERED TRUCKS OF ALL YEARS ARE WEL­COME AT THE ALL AMER­I­CAN GET-TO­GETHER.

THIS C-10 WAS DEF­I­NITELY “IN THE WEEDS.”

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