I tried to get the hood open, but the latch mechanism was frozen solid and I gave up after shredding most of my knuckles. Mostly I was hoping to see a rare 196-cubic-inch Comanche four-cylinder engine or Nissan diesel straight-six, but nearly all of the late-1970s Scouts had V8s (either 304 or 345 cubic inches) and quite a few received Ford or Chevrolet swaps when the original IHC engine died. Since this truck has the automatic transmission, a V8 is near-certain.
The stenciled safety warnings about window-regulator springs are quite industrial-looking.
The flat parts of Colorado aren’t very rusty, but mountain-dwelling trucks that spend all winter in five feet of snow do suffer from some rot. This one has some field-expedient patch panels.
It’s hard to imagine such a primitive truck interior today, now that most American trucks are used as plush commuter appliances for white-collar office workers.
The warnings for the locking hubs are satisfyingly scary.
The final Scouts were built just a few years after this one, but the last days of the Scout Era overlapped the Disco Era enough for some wakka-wakka music in the TV commercials.