Man, if you were hungry or thirsty every taste could be accommodated. There were a couple of hundred vendors selling everything from shots of Jack to genuine Maine lobster rolls and everything in between. The prices charged by food vendors were extremely high and when I questioned the high prices one vendor said, “You wouldn’t believe the cost of rent for a space.”

 

Inside the humongous main tent were more vendors, artists, modern new cars in manufacturers’ displays to a couple of custom boat-tail Rolls Royces, Cobras, super cars from the ‘60s while outside there vendors from Cessna, Airstream, Mother’s, Bridgestone, Corvette, and even mattress companies of all things.

 

 There were also many huge long tents outside housing some of overflow of the 1200+ consigned vehicles to go  under the auctioneers’ hammer that weren’t inside the main arena. Personally, I think the four smaller tents I saw were for cars or consignees without a pedigree or connection. At first I was surprised that the quality of the vehicles was nothing like the quality of the vehicles consigned to Pebble Beach, but I had to remember this was an auction and not a concours d elegance even though Speed Channel and Barrett-Jackson try to act like it’s one.

 

As a long time vehicle auction photojournalist, this was breath taking in its size. Eye candy, cars, and other amenities. It couldn’t have been better, although I could definitely do without the ridiculously high food vendor prices, mattress salemen,  and that unusual spell of cold weather.