In 1989, Charter and I embarked on what would become an annual road trip. Somewhere in North America. In a Corvette. This unlikely odyssey began in, of all places, Reims, France when, on the way home from a trip to Paris financed by our year of not smoking, we happened upon a quirky car museum […]
Corvette Fever November 1989
The French Connection: Does America’s sports car have French accent? (Photographs: Charter Weeks; Artwork courtesy of Phillippe Charbonneaux and Retroviseur magazine.) The Center of the French Automobile is stunning. It houses the personal collection of engineer and designer Philippe Charbonneaux. Row upon row of rare and elegant cars gleam under the arch¬ing roof of […]
Corvette Fever: October 1990
Corvette Country Autumn Awe : Touring scenic New England in a ’75 Stingray (Photographs: Charter Weeks) When you cross a border into New England in mid-fall, you become aware of a new bite in the air, a hint of cider on the wind. You can be driving north on 1-95 toward New Hampshire or, as […]
Corvette Fever May 1991
Bonjour Quebec! : Sampling the international flavor of Canada — Corvette style (Photography by Charter Weeks) On a sunny morning in late May, I climbed into the 1990 red Corvette convertible that would be mine — thanks to the Boston branch of General Motors Corporation — for a few days. I eased into its leather […]
Corvette Fever May 1992
The Great Northwest : Touring the grandeur of Washington’s magnificent Olympic Peninsula (Photography by Charter Weeks) It juts off the West Coast and into the turbulent Pacific like the prow of a ship. Its interior is a wilderness of snow-capped mountains shouldering the sky. One main highway circumnavigates the peninsula and only a few small […]
Corvette Fever October 1992
Corvette Country: Vacation In Three Acts Martha’s Vineyard: the stage for a Corvette extravaganza (Photography by Charter Weeks) It doesn’t take three Corvettes to get to Martha’s Vineyard off the coast of Massachusetts. One car is sufficient to carry you from Woods Hole by ferry across Nantucket Sound and down the narrow, winding roads that […]
