You know how part of the alleged appeal of crossovers and SUVs, usually conveyed via large wheels and tires and black cladding and fake plastic “skid plates” is that it can’t be just a parent car and grocery grabber because look how rugged it is! At any moment, a CR-V owner could just quit their job and drive out into the wilderness and start fresh, eating roots and tubers and living off the land!
Maybe that’s just a myth we tell ourselves. If it is, it’s one that’s been hinted at long before crossovers and SUVs, because, before those were around, we just told ourselves we could do that in anything, bishes. Like this 1978 Plymouth Volare wagon, seen out in the middle of the forest, no obvious roads around.
These things were RWD with 3-speed slushboxes on crappy street radials and had all the traction of a hungry dog on a freshly-waxed kitchen floor. Maybe it could have gotten there if the photographer is standing on the road?
Anyway, it’s a fun dream still. Enjoy it.