This is where the path to owning a Unimog started. My dad sent me these three pictures of my mog that was, at that point in time, being sold by a GI on an Army base in Germany. I grew up in Germany and always liked mogs but I had forgotten all about them. But, I learned a lot about them very quickly and decided that if everything worked out, I wanted it. I guess it was about nine months later that we picked it up at the port in Charleston and started the disastrous trip home. But that''s another story. . .


Here''s an even earlier picture taken outside the local Unimog dealership in Würzburg, Germany


Here's a picture of the mog parked by an old fashioned crane on the banks of the Main River and another of me prepping the mog at the shipping depot.

Mog am Mainschweinfurt