#bj70

“Eventually I came out onto the peak of one of the Sierra Cazorla mountains, and I stopped.  As far as the eye could see, mountains just stacked up behind one another into the distance, and I was high enough that puffy clouds looked close enough overhead to reach out and touch.  I don't think I have seen a prettier vista in all of Spain.  I sat on a rock, drank some water, and thought about the Land Cruiser.  Being up there felt unique.  It felt special.  But getting there hadn't really required anything special at all, other than the vehicle I was driving and the will to drive it.  I was wearing penny loafers and jeans, for crying out loud.  I didn't have a winch or extraction ladders or specialty suspension components or any of that heavy-duty stuff you see in the catalogs.  I just drove all the way to the top of a remote mountain for no real reason other than I could...” For the rest of the story, click here:   http://www.valenciaclassicvehicles.com/stories/2016/4/5/1991-toyota-land-cruiser-bj73