For Ferraristi, the Ferrari Cavalcade is the event of the year. For the brand’s most loyal customers, it is a week full of adventures at the wheel of their special horses, discovering the best roads and delicatesses Italy has to offer. For enthusiasts of the Cavallino Rampante, it is a chance to see and hear some of the most exclusive cars from the brand flying by in the tight Italian roads. Italians love Ferrari. To them, it is a religion and a national pride. These are exactly the emotions you experience at the wheel of a Ferrari in Italy. People’s reactions are priceless, with thumbs up flying around and people shouting “Che bella!” while waving their hands full of excitement.
Each year, an event is organised by Ferrari for their newer models, and another for the historic cars, called the Cavalcade Classiche. Both events happen to coincide at the same time this year, from the 4th to the 9th of September, and on the Island of Sicily. Some of the stops were common between both events, yet most of the routes were different. Exciting roads, stunning locations, and new friendships and adventures were in the program. Schaltkulisse accompanies a loyal customer of ours along the Cavalcade Classiche, with his mesmerizing Ferrari 330 America he acquired from us earlier this year.
When we weren’t on the road, Taormina was our home. Most of the routes driven during the rally went along the east coast of Sicily: submerged by Ferrari’s from the 50’s and 60’s, we discovered the Strait of Messina, with its breathtaking cliffs and turquoise waters, the splendid Nebrodi mountains, and finally, the Etna Volcano, with landscapes straight out of a movie scenario (we were lucky to take some volcanic ashes back to Munich with us).
The lineup of historic Ferrari’s was a sight to behold: a 250 GT California SWB, a 250 GT Berlinetta SWB, a 275 GTB short nose (which we sourced and sold to its new owner), and a few other rarities were present. The cars sang a symphony of V12’s through the Italian towns. It was an intoxicating experience for all the senses.
Our horse was the 330 America we sourced and sold to a loyal customer earlier this year. It is one of 50 cars ever built (of which only about 30 still exist), as a middle ground between the 250 GT/E 2+2, and the 330 GT 2+2. Its stunning original color combination of Azzurro Acrilico over a blue interior, which it retains to this day, complemented the sublime turquoise waters of the island. The car was a blast to drive, even with its large dimensions. The torque delivery of the naturally aspirated 4.0 liter Colombo V12 was instantaneous and plenty. The America devoured the coastal roads.
The weather was not always on our side, with strong rains and hailstorms trying to interrupt the fun. This didn’t scare off the classics though. Following us is a 166MM Barchetta, piloted by two gentlemen who were heavy on the pedal, as should be. Suddenly, we are transported in the ambience of the Mille Miglia. We had two fantastic days in the 330 America, then the clutch said its adieux. Committing to long road trips at the wheel of a vintage car rarely goes as planned. In our case, we sat at side of the road, still full of adrenaline from pushing the car to its limits. Unfortunately, fixing the clutch on a 330 America in the middle of Sicily at night was very challenging, and slowly but surely, our excitement turned into fatigue and distress. Sadly, we had to abandon our horse for the rest of the Cavalcade. It is the part of the classic car ownership experience we like the least, but we’re more than happy to sacrifice the comfort of a modern automobile, just to listen to the symphony of the quad exhaust pipes and smell the gasoline.
To the rescue: the Ferrari SF90 Spider. A weapon of a machine, insanely quick, grips at every corner exit, no matter how heavy on the pedal you are. Pushing the car on the twisty mountain roads towards the Etna volcano was fun. Very fun. It was a good opportunity to compare the 60’s Ferrari to the modern Cavallino. A comparison which quickly turned into a philosophical question. Is a quicker car necessarily more fun than a slow one? In our case, we decided we still prefer the visceral experience of shifting through the gears of the 330 America!