Re: Itinerant Air-Cooled Greetings IL/IN/MI
Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2018 8:00 pm
Well, look at you all chiming in with write-ups! And I am waaaay behind trying to keep up with this cascade of days just tripping along.
OK, BUGSTUFF, you are correct that I did not post a write up about my visit with ryankschultz on the 16th. I don't think I even took a photograph, but he did. Ryan? I did then have to drive from Illinois to Indiana to do another half day with Pearl76 and her lovely little white-on-white Cabriolet. Traitorously, we even discussed selling Pearl and getting another white-on-white Cabriolet that would not have orange paint under the white in the front area, and would not have a tired carbureted engine, but these cars have a way of telling you things, and this bug has a saucy little attitude that makes it difficult for me to recommend casting it out into the used car world. The leaking brake hose took away any hope of a test drive, so Pearl's caretakers have some homework to do before they get to drive it.
Drove back to Illinois to do the Big Emma call written about further up in the thread. Then drove to Kentucky to do the Paducah Frank call.
Then drove up to Fort Wayne IN via Indianapolis for another half day call with blue72beetle:
blue72beetle has a perfect little 1970 Karmann Ghia with something like 64,000 miles. Oy! Behold!
The primary goal of the visit was to go over engine overhaul details, but I am pretty sure that blue72beetle has it under control. What he did NOT have under control was my reaction to hearing that his '71 bus had begun to run poorly on the way back from its last trip last YEAR and he had just parked it. Sure we have a beautiful red Karmann Ghia looker sitting all pretty princessy there, but where did my heart go? To the poor bus of course. WHY was it not feeling well? Well, we discovered four tight exhaust valves and after a little fuel prime, the bus ran quite well, thank-you very much.
Michigan was next. I greeted the specter of bashing over Michigan roads with loathing. I was not not disappointed. They were trerribibblele and ppoott-h2ef:lkOLRELyqiugfbskjev holey and my tteeeetthh hhurrt ovveerrr the BUmps and heaved concrete slaps just hammering poor NaranjaWesty. Seriously people, there is NO EXCUSE:
They know it too. There is talk in Michigan in making it a legal requirement to:
"build good roads"
"hold the contractors to a warranty for the roads they do build"
Huh.
I think the local concrete lobby has just snookered Michigan into making these solid expensive slabs that can't mold to frost heaves, that crack into undriveable and sharp-edged juts, I saw a barely couple-of-year-old concrete section that you could see rebar rust already staining the concrete. Another section of I-69N you could see all the rubber seals falling out between the slabs, just mile after mile of rubber strips broken off or sticking out. Here's I-94 in Detroit:
All right quitcherbischin, but a piece of crumbling Michigan roadway thrown up by a fast truck did crack my original German Hella left front turn indicator that I so carefully restored on April 19th at 9:25PM.
Enjoyed the Physics Defying visit with Alman72. I don't know how it was that his car was sitting there in the garage having arrived all by itself. How did it do that? The points were closed up. Closed up. The transaxle had a completely busted off chunk with the Bowden tube bracket bolt screwed into it with a chunk o' bracket, horrendous! How did the clutch work?
Our repair was a damn fine representative of Hacktastic, but hey, it works:
Then I discover that he was somehow driving with no point gap, no clutch cable anchored to nothing, AND the shift coupler cage was bent to junk so badly that you could arc the shifter to the side far enough that the shifter pin would pop out of the shift rod!
"I used it carefully, two fingers like." It think it might have been stressful:
My first shift sent the shifter out of the pocket and you could then spin the shifter around in circles but nothing else.
to be cont....
OK, BUGSTUFF, you are correct that I did not post a write up about my visit with ryankschultz on the 16th. I don't think I even took a photograph, but he did. Ryan? I did then have to drive from Illinois to Indiana to do another half day with Pearl76 and her lovely little white-on-white Cabriolet. Traitorously, we even discussed selling Pearl and getting another white-on-white Cabriolet that would not have orange paint under the white in the front area, and would not have a tired carbureted engine, but these cars have a way of telling you things, and this bug has a saucy little attitude that makes it difficult for me to recommend casting it out into the used car world. The leaking brake hose took away any hope of a test drive, so Pearl's caretakers have some homework to do before they get to drive it.
Drove back to Illinois to do the Big Emma call written about further up in the thread. Then drove to Kentucky to do the Paducah Frank call.
Then drove up to Fort Wayne IN via Indianapolis for another half day call with blue72beetle:
blue72beetle has a perfect little 1970 Karmann Ghia with something like 64,000 miles. Oy! Behold!
The primary goal of the visit was to go over engine overhaul details, but I am pretty sure that blue72beetle has it under control. What he did NOT have under control was my reaction to hearing that his '71 bus had begun to run poorly on the way back from its last trip last YEAR and he had just parked it. Sure we have a beautiful red Karmann Ghia looker sitting all pretty princessy there, but where did my heart go? To the poor bus of course. WHY was it not feeling well? Well, we discovered four tight exhaust valves and after a little fuel prime, the bus ran quite well, thank-you very much.
Michigan was next. I greeted the specter of bashing over Michigan roads with loathing. I was not not disappointed. They were trerribibblele and ppoott-h2ef:lkOLRELyqiugfbskjev holey and my tteeeetthh hhurrt ovveerrr the BUmps and heaved concrete slaps just hammering poor NaranjaWesty. Seriously people, there is NO EXCUSE:
They know it too. There is talk in Michigan in making it a legal requirement to:
"build good roads"
"hold the contractors to a warranty for the roads they do build"
Huh.
I think the local concrete lobby has just snookered Michigan into making these solid expensive slabs that can't mold to frost heaves, that crack into undriveable and sharp-edged juts, I saw a barely couple-of-year-old concrete section that you could see rebar rust already staining the concrete. Another section of I-69N you could see all the rubber seals falling out between the slabs, just mile after mile of rubber strips broken off or sticking out. Here's I-94 in Detroit:
All right quitcherbischin, but a piece of crumbling Michigan roadway thrown up by a fast truck did crack my original German Hella left front turn indicator that I so carefully restored on April 19th at 9:25PM.
Enjoyed the Physics Defying visit with Alman72. I don't know how it was that his car was sitting there in the garage having arrived all by itself. How did it do that? The points were closed up. Closed up. The transaxle had a completely busted off chunk with the Bowden tube bracket bolt screwed into it with a chunk o' bracket, horrendous! How did the clutch work?
Our repair was a damn fine representative of Hacktastic, but hey, it works:
Then I discover that he was somehow driving with no point gap, no clutch cable anchored to nothing, AND the shift coupler cage was bent to junk so badly that you could arc the shifter to the side far enough that the shifter pin would pop out of the shift rod!
"I used it carefully, two fingers like." It think it might have been stressful:
My first shift sent the shifter out of the pocket and you could then spin the shifter around in circles but nothing else.
to be cont....