This story, like many of it's kind, started as a rumour. Someone somewhere, told somebody something, about an old car somewhere in Leaches Creek in a barn. That's how it starts. Heck the Three Amigos (70 MGB) you see in the first photo was one that was found and purchased three years ago. Our BCCCB snoops dogs only need a rumour. Let them sniff an old weathered piece of interior from an old British car and set them loose in the area. Barc the hound dog, started doing back flips on the lawn next to an old vacant barn and we knew something was up.

Giving him a little pat on the head for a job well done and we went inside. Pay-dirt! I am not sure of the year but there sat, looking for a new home, was an old MGA. Everything was off it except for the front and rear-end and the tranny was still inside.

Further rooting around in the old barn we revealed all the parts that were taken off the car, the car has everything. Although the car is in many pieces, it is complete. Brian made a deal with the owner and the extraction began.

The old doors on the barn creaked and cracked as we pulled and pushed them open as if they were shut for twenty years, and perhaps they were. With Ricky behind the wheel we started to push.

The steering was seized. With pipes like Hulk Hogan, Ricky struggled to line the car up with the ramps. Outside for the first time in countless years. Oh man... the sunlight didn't do the ole girl and favours, she's a hurting unit. A hurting unit for sure but we all seen worse.... Humm, what's in store for the old "A".... Time will tell.

In true fashion of cars from this era, they only wanted to go straight, cornering was always an issue from the cars of yesteryear. Try try try, and finally movement. Hell, with Ricky and Don pushing and pulling on the flimsy MGA steering wheel, the old seized kingpins finally relaxed their corroded grip and the wheels turned. Mind you there was only a short turning radius, the kingpins only relaxed enough to show who truly was the boss but there was enough to manoeuvre  the old "A" to face down the overgrown driveway where shortly the tow truck would be.

You can't see it from the photos but a colony of squirrels had taken up residence in various corners and caverns of the old "A", there was like 10 lbs of nesting material all over the car. Ok.. where's the tow truck? Waiting in the hot, late July sun was taking it's toll. While waiting we all examined the "A" and you know, with some elbow grease you could pump some life back into it. Everything to complete the car is here and the minor rust on the frame isn't that bad. Do you suppose Brian has another 10 year project here?... we'll see.

Steve's towing picked up the car and headed to Brain's. We were back to far to witness the squirrel nesting material flying everywhere as the car went down the road but I am sure it left a trail. Hopefully the squirrels won't follow. The old "A" is now tucked beside Brian's garage awaiting it's unknown fate. This junkyard dog could become a show winner or be recycled into, (many panels are aluminum) perhaps a beer can, down the road... Time will tell. 

The picture of the parts reminds me of the day Barc, Joe and I, picked up the Austin Healey Sprite in Hampton New Brunswick. When we left there, the full size van was stuffed, ceiling to floor, side to side and front to back with parts. The old engine may require some work, as you can see the squirrels used the cylinders as a home as well. Everything is settled away, only it's fate is unsettled. We'll have to wait and see.

There you go! An old barn we passed many times not knowing what secrets were hidden inside. How many more barns out there are hiding an old British Jewel. We may have to release the hounds a few more times to see what they can sniff out. Another great historical moment of the BCCCB. What's next?