The Redheads of Maranello

July 1, 2014 / Places
Maranello, Emilia-Romagna

A recent imbedded journalist on a journey through Umbria and Tuscany, I found myself onboard a luxury motor coach winding its way away from the rolling hills under the Tuscan sun into the flatter Emilia-Romagna and could think of only one thing: REDHEADS.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

Not the Super Tuscan wines we recently left behind, but the sleek, fast-to-the-finish line redheads created by the late Enzo Ferrari: the Testa Rossa (redhead). We’re about to see a bevy of Il Commendatore‘s redheads inside the Museo Ferrari in Maranello.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

I’m here for a VIP tour, but I can’t wait on the Ferrari girl, our guide for this visit. I want to get out front of my media mates, so, off I go in search of Enzo’s curvaceous redheads.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

With over 3,500 square meters of surface space — including a Formula 1 simulator that lets you strap yourself in and give it a go — more than 250,000 visitors pass through the turnstiles of the Museo Ferrari annually to walk among the stable of legendary race cars that has won 31 Formula 1 World Constructors’ and Drivers’ titles and counting.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

The industrial gray floors and white walls make the museum the perfect photo-shoot studio. Living up to what Cavaliere Ferrari once said, “Sono uno che ha sognato” (I am one who has dreamed), this place is a true auto racing aficionado’s dream come true.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images
The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

Buffed to the nines, Enzo’s redheads, along with a few of his white and blue creations, just lie in wait to pose for the camera.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images
The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images
The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images
The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images
The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images
The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

Close up, low, wide and overhead angles, I’m kneeling, hanging over railings and lying on my back to frame these red-hot beauties with my lens the best I can.

The Redheads of Maranello | ©Tom Palladio Images

With everything to see, seen, I pack up my gear and take the proverbial checkered flag as I walk out of Enzo’s historic gasoline alley. I gotta tell you, it’s a real pity to have to leave all of those gorgeous redheads behind.

Note: Tom was part of an international media group invited along to sample a portion of Insight Vacations’ Country Roads of Italy journey. For more info on Insight, click here.

by Tom Weber

Tom is a veteran print-broadcast journalist who resides in the Colli Euganei (Euganean Hills) in the province of Padova in the Veneto region of northestern Italy. He hosts the eclectic travel/foodie/photography blog The Palladian Traveler.com, is a regular contributor to Los Angeles-based TravelingBoy.com, and is a member of the International Travel Writers Alliance. Feel free to follow Tom as he “meanders along the cobblestone to somewhere.”

16 Responses to “The Redheads of Maranello”

  1. Dan Johnson

    Bravisimo, Tom! Besides seeing any one of these beauties up close and personal as you did, everyone should see one of them run on a track and hear their song–an unforgetable experience!

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  2. When in Venezia several times, many years ago, my Ferrari loving husband and sons only got caps, T-shirts and small Ferrari car toys at the Ferrari negozzio. My lire did not allow me a full grown redhead! Beautiful photos!
    Grazie mille!

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  3. Anstell Ricossa

    We too are in the same “boat” as Sylvia ! We also shopped at the Venezia Ferrari “negozzio” !

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  4. Love these redheads! When we visited a few years ago, my husband — who is violently anti-spending — could not resist a pair of red leather Puma “Ferrari” sneakers. He looks like the Pope! Myself? I loved the silver Maserati . . .

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