Something Wonderful: A Surviving Example of The Hippie Bus

My dad had one of these when I was sixteen, a '66 camper van, and we went everywhere in that thing. I learned to drive a stick shift in it. It would do 60 with the pedal to the metal and had a special automatic lane change feature in a cross wind.

Posted by westsoundmodern at August 1, 2011 2:24 PM

That's actually a nicely colored van. I am used to seeing the pastel colored ones, either beige or awf white.

Posted by Jewel at August 1, 2011 3:39 PM

More Boomers (and I are one) reaching for their second childhoods.

When we finally kick off, the fifties and sixties c*p will end up in landfills so fast they'll have to make the EPA let 'em open up new ones. Our sons and daughters, and their kids, will be so f*ing sick of us they'll just want the reminders gone.


Posted by Ric Locke at August 1, 2011 4:02 PM

Always knew who you could trust,
Cruisin in your Microbus,
They were them and we were us,
Those were the days.

Posted by Rob De Witt at August 1, 2011 4:38 PM

Dear Ric,
Speak for yourself. When they say "You know, we've all gotta go sometime," I say, "I'm not leaving."

Posted by vanderleun at August 1, 2011 7:16 PM

First time I got laid was in my parents '66 bus. I wonder where Sue is now. Good times.

Posted by ck at August 1, 2011 8:20 PM

I had. I sold. I want again.

Posted by robinstarfish at August 1, 2011 8:34 PM

Had the bus as a child. Had a convertibe rabbit in my post-grad years - happiest years of my life. Recently test drove Dodge Charger R/T with police interceptor.. all I can say is Holy Shit! I'll never be the same. Can't even look at VWs now. Horsepower is like crack!

Posted by RedCarolina at August 2, 2011 3:57 AM

Gerard: Oh, I quite agree. I was looking at it from the POV of the folks who would be our successors if we did leave. Kings who hang around long after their most-capable years invite succession crises.


Posted by Ric Locke at August 2, 2011 4:53 AM