Today’s 1st-ever “Concours d’Caffeine” was a roaring success.
No. there were not a lot of loud engines.
Just plenty of cars — antiques, classics, limited editions, expensive, and very cool ones.
You did not have to be an automotive buff to admire the buffed, shining vehicles. All you needed was an admiring eye, and a cup of coffee as you strolled around the train station.
The Concours was sponsored by the Westport Weston Chamber of Commerce, with help from Bill Scheffler, John Shuck, Tim Walsh and Frank Taylor.
Let’s hope it becomes an annual tradition. Maybe one day my 2000 Camry will fit right in.
(NOTE: Click or hover on any photo to enlarge.)

This 1915 Trumbull was built in Bridgeport. There were 20 on the Lusitania when it was sunk by the Germans. Also on board: Isaac Trumbull, who was traveling to Europe to close a deal. His company went down with the ship.

George Dragone — of Dragone Classic Motorcars — loves this 1928 Packard. He says it represents a transition from “boxy, unexciting” cars that preceded it, to “beautifully styled ones” that followed.

Among the attendees at Concours d’Caffeine: Jim Motovalli, a 1970 Staples graduate and noted New York Times and NPR car journalist.
Tres elegant! Vintage car clubs are fascinating groups, all inspired by history.
In future, why not a “Circuit de Westport”? Your new Masarati dealership could host. I’m sure no one would object.
Well, so far there have been issues with people taking Maseratis on test drives around town and seeing how fast they really go!
I loved theTrumbull (I lived in Trumbull at one time). I wish they would make a Westport. A Westport should have a long hood to stick out into traffic before pulling out onto the Post Road and be able to park anywhere.
Loved it!! Let’s do it again
Dan Hermann: Well Dan, they didn’t make a Westport but someone did make a Compo Stapler years ago. Small comfort, perhaps, but at least
we manufactured something that was widely used. Re: the car show,
my heart was racing as I admired the Locomobile and Trumbull. Test
drivers of the early Locomobiles would install a wooden bench on the
chassis of a Locomobile and drive it up Sport Hill Road in Easton in
high gear. If the car made it, it was ready to sell. I can imagine what it
must have sounded like in the bucolic farmland of Easton as these monsters
roared up the hill without the benefit of a muffler. Ah, the joy of early
Connecticut automotive history.