Cruising through Ararat, my eye was bludgeoned by a brilliant red truck, and I thought to myself, Santas in red suits notwithstanding, that’s got to be the reddest thing I’ve seen all day!
So, we pulled up so I could get some shots, and while I did the owner came over from his shed for a chat. Robert has owned the International R190 for eight years, six of which were spent restoring it. He takes it along to a few shows, even attending one in Alice Springs, which must have been an amazing and, frankly, uncomfortable trip – which is an odd thing to write, I suppose, given that this was a ‘king of the road’ in its day, and would have been used for long distance haulage, but I still doubt it was comfortable! Robert’s next project is a trailer to complement this beauty.
I love meeting classic vehicles and their owners, they’re usually more than happyto have a chat about their pride’n’joy, sometimes even willingly posing for a photo. Thanks Robert!
This rusted old truck might once have been someone’s road warrior, valiantly taking to its tasks of hauling loads of produce to markets, building supplies for the neighbour’s new cottage, or shy teenagers to a country dance. Now it sits forlornly in the scrub, a far cry from its glory days.
Ready to take a photo of the gorgeous Art Deco era “teasmade” (an automatic kettle, set to boil and fill a teapot by alarm clock) in front of the handsome Kriesler stereo, a small arm shot out to park a cement truck beside the teacup set.
My first shot of this patinated old Foden truck was more straightforward and predictable, but after a while I paid more attention to the weeds growing in front of it, and placed my focus there instead.