Like two cargo ships passing amongst icebergs, these two Chevy Vans sat parked back-to-back on the parking lot on the other side of the street. Both just a little ratty around the edges by now, both powered by the 6.2-litre diesel V8, both probably driven to the moon and back, they were a step closer to Americana than anything else on the lot.
The first one, a 1992-registered, “Cobra”-outfitted van had the roof extended some way higher with a glassfibre top.
The windows cut to the sides were frankly huge, and it looks like it’s been built for as much sightseeing comfort as a custom van can.
The sturdy light bar should fend off larger animals, too.
I’m sure there’s a “Chevrolet Chevy Van” script or badge on every corner of the van.
The second van, a 1989-registered Starcraft, had a regular-height roof but sported the fender skirts as well. No light bar or auxiliary lights for this one, though.
Narrower windows, and more creeping rust. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of these not ravaged by salt.
I totally love this image, plastered on both sides of the Starcraft. This is exactly what these vans are about here; to get the feeling of open prairie on the other side of the world. The wagon on the illustration seemed a really crude later add-on, but that’s not too important.
I took these at 3pm and three hours later stepped outside, only to be greeted by the sight of a third one. It must be Chevy Van Wednesday here.
[Images: Copyright 2013 Hooniverse/Antti Kautonen]