Intrepid DRIVEN editor Jared Paul Stern made the journey from East Coast to West this week for the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance and related events, an exclusive automotive orgy of Caligulan proportions. Read on for the first dispatch from the front lines…
Arrive like James Bond or just stay home. That’s our approach to events like Pebble, where there’s as much fun to be had in living the life so to speak as eyeballing the action.
Arrive like James Bond in a Bentley Continental GT or just stay home
Call it participatory journalism DRIVEN-style; we don’t believe it’s a spectator sport. And Bentley obliged us with the loan of a Continental GT Le Mans Edition, the most beautiful Bentley we’ve ever driven—and by this point that’s saying a lot.
Designed in homage to drivers from Bentley’s six Le Mans victories, they feature design flourishes that give the already awesome Continental even more bespoke bravura. The night before we were due to depart for Pebble, we collected the Continental at LAX and drove to the posh Huntley Hotel in Santa Monica to rest up for the journey ahead.
A limited Le Mans Edition designed in homage to famed winning Bentley drivers
The vehicle in question pays tribute to Dr. J.D. Benjafield, physician turned racing driver and one of the legendary Bentley Boys. The gentleman racer par excellence took part in the Le Mans 24 Hours a total of seven times and won the infamous 1927 race in a three-litre Bentley.
Courtesy Bentley Motors
Finished in British racing green with a two-tone linen and Cumbrian green leather interior and various Le Mans Edition details, it’s a true British stunner on the order of a more muscular Kate Moss. An Homeric journey up to the Monterey Peninsula awaited, so we donned driving shoes, gloves and other gent’s accessories and hit 101 North on the inevitable grind to reach the legendary coastline-hugging PCH.
On the way, we jockeyed for position with various other beautiful vehicles – hello yellow Daiblo –making their way to Pebble Beach and made a pit stop at Hearst Castle in San Simeon, in preparation for the serious scenery ahead and the chance to let the 6.0-litre W12 exercise its lungs a little.
An Homeric journey up to the Monterey Peninsula awaited
Before we could do so, however, a couple of helpful Santa Barbara County sheriffs insisted on pointing out that we had exceeded the speed limit at one juncture but were willing to overlook the error, and even provided some useful directions to boot.
Call it the charm of the Continental GT. Few can resist it, whether they’re wearing miniskirts and Louboutins or badges and tasers…
Stay tuned for Part 2…
- Posted August 16, 2013
- Share on