The last weekend in January each year is known to Cape Town's car and bike enthusiasts simply as "the Classic" - or more formally, the Classic Car and Bike Show, held in the grounds of stately Timour Hall Villa in Diep River.
It's a celebration of the best and the most beautiful from every era of motoring, from the spindly, unfinished-looking "horseless carriages" of the 1890's to the stately elegance and unparalleled craftsmanship of the 1920's and 30's, the exuberance of the 1950's and 60's and the absolute power of those last few golden years before the oil crisis of 1973.
The bikes are even more varied, from Edwardian motorised bicycles to the latest American V-twins, all dazzling chrome and low-slung saddles, to slinky Italian bikes that look like they're breaking the speed limit just parked there.
Whether cherished as collectors' items or driven/ridden every day, for this special weekend each is polished until it glows, carefully parked to show off its best angle, bonnet probably open to show off an engine that is a monument to a time when quality meant "just right" rather than "just good enough".
And for R10 you can wander among these automotive aristocrats all day, reading the little history of each pasted on its windscreen that often tell you more about the writer than the vehicle.
So successful has the show become that in 2008 it was held over two days for the first time, with modern classics taking pride of place on Saturday and vintage machinery on Sunday.
There were impressive displays of Lancias, Mercedes-Benz and Jaguars on Saturday but the stars of the day were the racers, particularly Mike Uytenbogaardt's 1967 Ford Mustang, rebuilt from a scrapyard dog into an incredibly detailed recreation of a period racing car, right down to the wheel arch flares ('67 was the only year they had 'em).
But the queen of the scene was undoubtedly a red Lola T70 with eight fist-sized intake trumpets poking through its rear deck above a Detroit V8 of monumental proportions.
Not even waist high and weighing less than a ton, it delivers in excess of 500kW and is capable of astonishing speeds even by today's standards.
Sunday was devoted to nearly a century's worth of motorcycles and hundreds of vintage cars bearing honoured nameplates such as Talbot, Alvis, Panhard et Levasseur and even the quaintly-named Trojan.
Parked genteelly under the oaks were the real aristocrats - Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, Aston Martins, De Dions and Packards - but they all had to give pride of place to an angular, achingly elegant 1915 Silver Ghost in palest ivory.
It alone was worth the R10 admission.