The International Scout, farm buggy-turned-people-mover, is considered one of the first “SUVs.” The brand lasted just two decades and is pretty much only remembered by fans. But thanks to two guys’ work over 17 months, we now have a full-color look at this weird truck’s elusive history.
The International Harvester Scout was a car ahead of its time, in many ways, an SUV from the days when the only people who bought SUVs needed SUVs. The Scout was made from 1961-1980 in two generations, and these pictures seem to suggest a 1980s Scout future that never quite happened.
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Deep down we all know a project car is a dangerous proposition. But the “ran when parked” siren song can be hard to ignore when you’re looking at a rusty version of your dream car. Let us be the devil and the angel on your shoulders here... Do it. Here’s what you’re in for.
This story has everything: space, romance, an International Scout II, and a first-gen Ford Bronco!
At the end of the 1970’s International Harvester had a choice to make; abandon their efforts in the SUV game or revive the “Scout” brand a third time. Allegedly some wild prototypes came out of those brainstorming sessions, like this 1980 Hurst Shawnee which you can have for $175,000.
It’s finally happened: the most talented artist making bespoke R/C trucks has finally done his take on the best one ever: the International Scout. Watching this 100 percent scratch-built masterpiece come together is a privilege, seeing it hit the trail is just awesome.
Looks like there was a factory or extremely clean aftermarket camper conversion for the first-generation International Scout, and I think it's just dethroned the Toyota Chinook as the most adorable microcamper sold in America.
Classic car restoration is a challenging but fulfilling– OH MY GOD, THERE ARE SO MANY BEES.
Project Car Hell isn't so much a place, as it is a state of mind. Actually, it sort of is a place. A place where you're damned to be wrenching and fighting rust until the end of eternity against a restoration project of impossible odds. Well, I've just swam across the River Styx.
"I was told this is an International Scout... Some type of 4 cylinder engine." It's enough to make an enthusiast weep. I'm all for an "extreme-makeover" level restoration but I'm pretty sure this thing is at the point where the owner pays someone to haul it off, not the other way around.
A Mecum auction from a few months ago in Indianapolis is on TV right now; where I just watched a Hagerty rep say he's seen an "average 65% price rise in the vintage SUV market over the last four years."
So there I was, standing at the SEATAC airport with one thumb up on my iPhone and the other proverbially up my ass, nauseated by the feeling of failure and flailing for a backup plan. Another International Scout had just slipped through my fingers.
I'm trying to buy a $2,000 truck on the other side of the country. This has proven an exceedingly difficult exercise, not only because the truck I want is hard to find... but nobody I talk to believes I'm for real.
Turns out buying an International Scout is tougher than I'd thought it'd be. When I finally land on one that feels right, a buyer flakes or somebody scoops it. But the biggest obstacle to getting a Scout has been my own indecisiveness; I can't decide which body style I like better!
Screw the SCCA and their rules forbidding trucks from auto-cross events, this slammed Scout is seriously tearing it up! You're supposed to annihilate all the cones and cover the course in a smokescreen of tire residue, right?
It's true, when it comes to SUVs "they just don't make 'em like they used to." But after watching this 1978 International Harvester Scout II kill its crash-dummy passengers over and over again in slow motion, I'm not sure that's necessarily a bad thing.
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