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I was born in Minnesota, my wife is from Wisconsin, and I have a job that ships me to the Upper Midwest several times per year. For all these reasons, I find myself in Door County every summer, eating cheese curds, drinking Spotted Cow, and going to vintage tractor shows. Last year, on my way to becoming a card-carrying Bitters Club member on Washington Island, I spotted these old General Motors survivors sitting in a field.
Looks like a couple of early postwar Chevy pickups and a GMC COE winch truck from the same era.
They’re not terribly rusty (for Wisconsin), which suggests that someone still cares for them.
And why not? A farm truck is still useful, whether it’s five years old or 65.
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at first glance I thought you were referring to the Janesville workforce…
I thought the same. Some more GM Bashing frpom ttac, here we go…oh, nice story. :)
What part of county? Haven’t seen these, there’s more…..of course some I’ve found in the winter snowmobiling and covered in snow so maybe I missed these
They make no mention of the beauty of decay
We’re kind of jaded with decay here in the salt-belt.
i love spotted cow. now im thirsty dammit.
It is quite awesome. It is particularly awesome that I can purchase it at no fewer than 5 locations within a mile radius of my home.
Not to mention all of the other awesome microbrews one can procure here.
I love Wisconsin. :)
It is truly amazing the amount of older, well-kept running vehicles you find in middle America, not so in large metropolitan areas where I have lived all my life. Something I take for granted most of the time.
Looks like you will have to go over it at least a couple times with a clay bar.
I miss Wisconsin. My family is from Kenosha, Grampa put together AMCs for 30 years. As a kid I loved the 4th of july parades full of AMXs and old Jeeps. Then Fireworks on lake Michigan. I still have an aunt in Racine, home of Briggs and Stratton and Snap-On. And my uncle might still be a bouncer at a strip club out near the Dells. (He is the white sheep among my 3 Wisconsin uncles)