Hats and convertibles don’t go well together…wind, you know. Still, rolling for mile after mile under the blazing sun can really do a number on your scalp; some kind of protection is mandatory.
In 1991, while my friends and I were gathering supplies in a South San Francisco liquor store, I spied a Cuervo gift box that included this snazzy yellow bandana. Two useful items for one low price? Into the cart it went.
The most redeeming feature of this bandana is its size…noticeably larger than your standard bandana dimensions. This makes it easier to affix to my enormous Frankenstein head.
Of the nearly 200,000 miles I’ve added to this Pontiac’s odometer, this piece of yellow cloth has been with me for the majority. Considering the amount of sun, wind, sweat and bugs it has endured, as well as all the trips through the washing machine, it’s in great condition…no holes, rips or stains, and the 1991 trademark notice is still readable.
So, if you happen to see a flat-black Pontiac on a dusty road in the middle of nowhere and you’re wondering if it might be me, just look for the Cuervo seal of approval.
Riding with Carl 