How do you get to Pebble Beach? It's not as simple as finding your way past the 101, to Asilomar and 68, then over to 17 Mile Drive.
For collectors of extraordinary cars, the road to Pebble Beach can take years to find, let alone conquer. First, you have to seek out a car that makes you want to devote months of your life, and hundreds of thousands of dollars, to restoring it. There must be provenance, and the perfect amount of wear. Add all those together with the hazy politics surrounding the winners and how they decide who joins their elite clique, and there's simply no guarantee that even a car with a perfect Pebble pedigree will even get a place on the lawn.
Today, more than 200 cars vied for the top honors, with special classes devoted entirely to the likes of Stutz, Mercedes-Benz, and even motorcycles. And though a winner's been named, we have our own favorites from this year's Concours, the 61st--because we can't imagine a world where a pure, original Ferrari almost 40 years old isn't a winner of something.
My best-ofs are a mix of mostly postwar cars, some with incredible backstory, most with zero chance of winning Pebble's big trophy. If you're looking for vehicles with more racing bona fides, click over to Nelson's Pebble Beach Concours winners list.
My select seven are these fabulous machines:
1972 Ferrari 365 GTB/4 Scaglietti Daytona Spyder
Owned by Gary Schaevitz, from Bedford Corners, New York, this one's an original from the cocaine-era Ferraris. It's also a cunning Snickers shade of brown, which makes it empirically superior to anything of its era or of this one, not to mention delicious. Dig the original seats: we wish every Camaro and Mustang came with buckets ribbed like these.