I didn’t completely understand the unadulterated love plied upon the Porsche 911. I know that it’s supposed to be a pure driving machine. I know that it’s a precise instrument for a skilled enthusiast. I know that I still didn’t fully “get it”.
Now it’s time for me to understand, and I’m not getting my Porsche 911 education by way of the latest and greatest that Stuttgart has to offer. Instead, we’re taking the harder route with a 1970 Porsche 911.
This harder route takes us to the always wonderful Angeles Crest Highway, and to a place where Porsche discovery can happen.
It turns out the harder route is actually the quickest way to make me understand why everyone loves the Porsche 911.
[Many thanks to John the owner for supplying us with the car, and also for snagging the oh-so-sweet drone shots.]