The male mind reels at the thought of actually seeing a real-life mermaid. Let’s put you in his deck shoes for a moment. You’re out on your boat, taking in the fresh breezes, maybe enjoying a beer or – ahem – five, diving off of the swim platform and enjoying the bracing cool water on your body. Sunning on the deck and snacking on chips and guacamole.
Later, if you’re feeling lucky, you cast some lines into the marlin-infused waters around Cabo San Lucas. You’re dreaming of a dinner of tacos de pescado and smoked marlin empanadas to go with your Negro Modelo. Life is not just good, it’s fantastic!
Just when you thought you had the day all to yourself and dinner planned, a damp hottie emerges from the deep with a splash and you hear a sultry voice behind you say “hey sailor!” So what’s said sailor to do at that point? I mean, she’s a knockout and naked from the waist up, which is all you can see because she’s still in the water.
But mermaids don’t exist, right? Yet you are 4 miles off the coast and there’s no reasonable way this long-haired goddess just happened to be here. It only occurs to you when she grabs a handful of chum from your bait bucket the same way a patron grabs a bowl of bar peanuts at happy hour that something is amiss…aaaand she’s not getting into the boat.
Then it dawns on you as to what you’re dealing with and you’ve got some decisions to make. Maleness begins to take over. Action needs to be taken now. Little brain taking over the big brain. You’re like “Okay, there’s the fish part but I’m only one beer away from being totally chill with that. Good to go there.” So, get in the water with her? Haul her into the boat like she’s catch of the day? Then what?
As I said, the male mind – once on autopilot – reels.
For those who are any kind of familiar with Greek mythology, or watched gladiator sci-fantasy movies – or whatever they are – you may also be familiar with the centaur. A centaur is a creature with the torso of a human and the lower body of a horse. Based on the anatomy, you’d expect such a creature to require a full-time staff of body-workers, else suffer continual backaches where the human section meets the horse section.
Your guess is as good as mine as to how these sorts of critters came into being. But you have to wonder what kind of weird stuff were their parents into. I mean, Burning Man is made to look like a ladies’ tea compared to whatever epic raves these gods were having.
Anyway, the centaur is probably the most popular mythological chimera. (point of fact: the origin of the word “chimera” – which means a hybrid creature that’s sort of been duck taped together from different creatures – is derived from yet another mythological creature – yes the “Chimera” – which is reputed to be a fire breathing female monster with a lion’s head, a goat’s body and a serpent’s tail. Think of it as a nightmare version of the mermaid.)
The centaur is the perfect analogy for our automotive chimera I am presenting today: The Ford Ranchero. But then you already knew that because it’s the title of the post, and you’ve already seen the photos. But I like to think of the Ranchero as a modern-ish centaur.
It’s got the human torso section up front, and it’s got the work-horse section on the bottom and in the back. It’s too manly and not fishy enough to be a mermaid, but the point I was making is that these sorts of hybrid creatures abound, and they’re in our midst.
Between the years of 1957 and 1979, Ford built over 508,000 of these cars which were an automotive portmanteau comprised of a shooting brake (which is a 2-door station wagon) that served as the platform, onto which was grafted the back half of a pickup truck. The concept was handy for delivering people to church and pigs to market, which is what Australian designer Lew Bandt designed it to do back in 1934.
This particular Black and White two-tone (inside and out) resto-mod comes to us from sunny SoCal and was put together in its current form in 2007. The seller states that this 1958 model was one of 9,950 produced that year, and this particular style was produced between the years of 1957-1959. All gauges and electrics are said to work properly, is well kept and everything is in working order.
The engine is a rebuilt 302 V-8 mated to a C-4 auto trans rebuilt with HD clutch kit. New parts include: water pump, fuel pump, oil pump, MSD ignition, Edelbrock Aluminum Intake Manifold, Holley carburetor with electric choke, Ford Cobra valve covers, drive shaft, and 9” Ford rear end.
The radiator is custom built aluminum w/Moon coolant recovery tank, and electric fan in addition to the stock fan. Interior has been completely customized, and has a Flaming River chrome tilt steering column, SoCal speedometer and gauges, Pioneer stereo, two speed wipers, remote control door poppers, vintage in-dash air, heat, and defrost. All new glass, complete electrical rewiring, power steering and brakes with front disk/rear drum, new gas tank, and class 3 trailer hitch.
The car has had 12,500 miles put on it since restoration, and has a clean title. You can contact the seller and find more information about this mythological beast HERE at the original listing on craigslist.
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