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Camaro Car Show - To Hell And Back

We Had A Devilishly Good Time At The Camaro Superfest

Barry Kluczyk Jul 1, 2002
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Camaros of every generation were well represented in the rally to Hell. The redder, the better, too.

It's been said that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Asphalt is more like it, with a little concrete and some hellacious potholes, too. We know because we've been there. And it wasn't years of listening to heavy metal music that brought us to Hell. It was a Camaro. Whether you think Hell is merely a metaphor, a real spiritual destination for unlucky souls, or just your everyday job, it really does exist.

It's got a ZIP code and everything. Hell is a town in Michigan. Hey, you might be saying the same thing about the Podunk four corners that you call home, but Hell, Michigan, is an official municipality about 30 miles northwest of Ann Arbor. Actually, calling it a town is being generous. In reality, it's nothing more a general store, a bar called the Dam Site Inn, and a few houses. But the residents of the tiny village have discovered that the tourism opportunities that go along with living in Hell are really a blessing, not a condemnation.

As part of the annual Camaro SuperFest (hosted by the Eastern Michigan and Western Michigan Camaro clubs), the '01 event included a road rally from Ann Arbor to Hell. We borrowed an SS convertible from Chevrolet, stuffed it with old AC/DC, Ozzy Osborne, and Iron Maiden CDs, and followed the Camaro caravan on the highway to Hell.

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Scott and Catherine Osborn drove their pitchfork-red '68 convertible to Hell. The 327-powered Camaro is backed by a four-speed transmission. A new interior and new chrome have spruced up the car since they bought it just a few months before the SuperFest.

The drive was a sinfully enjoyable two-lane tour of southeastern Michigan. Gently rolling countryside and tree-lined roads that hugged farmland and numerous inland lakes were heavenly, although the relaxed pace of the afternoon's drive had us thinking about deadly sins, particularly sloth. Upon reaching Hell, however, gluttony was the order, as those who made the trip were treated to a catered cookout in the shade.

More than 100 Camaros, their owners, and families made the trek to Hell and back, and as far as we could determine, they all had a damn fine time, including Scott and Catherine Osborn (no relation to Ozzy). Having acquired their appropriate, red-painted '68 convertible just a few months prior to the event, they were enjoying their first SuperFest. "This is what we bought it for," said Scott, "cruising and having fun with the car."

The drive to Hell was only one part of the SuperFest's activities, which included a well-attended car show and cruise night.

The event also marked one of the first public viewings of the '02 35th Anniversary SS. But it was the road rally to Hell that was the most fun. A helluva' good time, actually. Although we don't know if the SuperFest is going to Hell in '02, we do recommend bringing your Camaro to whatever deviltry they have planned. Log onto for event updates.

And if you want to plan your own trip to Hell...uh, with your Chevy, we mean-you don't need directions from us on that wicked lifestyle you've been leading-check out It's the town's Web site, and it offers a history on how the village was so named, directions to the town, and of course, Hell-themed souvenirs. If you make the trek anytime from November to February, be prepared. Hell does freeze over.



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