Everybody enjoys the old car hobby differently. Some have one collector car for life. Others stick with one make and model. Still others like more variety. Some do all the work on their cars themselves. Others write checks. Some drive their old cars a lot (maybe even in competition events). Others trailer theirs to a few shows a year. Some would only consider a nut and bolt restoration. Others like to personalize theirs. Each of these ways of enjoying the hobby (and many others) are valid.
I have mentioned this before here...for me the PROJECT is the hobby. I enjoy finding the right one, networking for parts and advice, building them (stock or modified) doing most of the work myself, then moving them along to the next owner in order to free up shop space and to help finance the next one.
My Bavaria is essentially done.
It is one of the cars I have lusted after since they were new in the early 70s. I have thoroughly enjoyed the process of building mine. This members of this forum have been essential to accomplish that.
I've started lusting after another project. For me, it had to be something different. I generally let the projects find me. This latest one did. A 1968 Volvo 122S Amazon wagon popped up in Southern California. They are homely and slow. I've always loved them. As a bonus, I have been looking for an adventure. This Volvo included one.
I talked my buddy John into accompanying me to get the car and bring it home. We flew from Bellingham to Oakland. Then BART to North San Jose. My son picked us up there and we spent the night at his place in Scotts Valley. The next day we took Amtrak to San Luis Obispo where my daughter picked us up. We spent the night at her place in Cambria then borrowed her van and headed south. We stopped at a friend's in Camarillo then met up with the Volvo in Ventura. Back the 150 miles to my daughter's, then on to my son's the next day (170 miles). We had bought return air tickets in case the car was running well, but it was "good enough" so we forfeited the tickets.
The next day we headed north. A quick stop at a buddy's in Fremont, then 11 hours to Grant's Pass, Oregon. The little 4 cylinder, 4:56 rear end, and no OD made for a pretty slow trip. Another 11 hours the next day and we had covered the 1,000 miles from the Bay Area to Bellingham.
A rest stop somewhere in central Oregon. John's turn to drive...
The little car proved itself, but we found out first hand it needs a lot of love. That's OK. What good is a project if nothing is needed?
I have mentioned this before here...for me the PROJECT is the hobby. I enjoy finding the right one, networking for parts and advice, building them (stock or modified) doing most of the work myself, then moving them along to the next owner in order to free up shop space and to help finance the next one.
My Bavaria is essentially done.
It is one of the cars I have lusted after since they were new in the early 70s. I have thoroughly enjoyed the process of building mine. This members of this forum have been essential to accomplish that.
I've started lusting after another project. For me, it had to be something different. I generally let the projects find me. This latest one did. A 1968 Volvo 122S Amazon wagon popped up in Southern California. They are homely and slow. I've always loved them. As a bonus, I have been looking for an adventure. This Volvo included one.
I talked my buddy John into accompanying me to get the car and bring it home. We flew from Bellingham to Oakland. Then BART to North San Jose. My son picked us up there and we spent the night at his place in Scotts Valley. The next day we took Amtrak to San Luis Obispo where my daughter picked us up. We spent the night at her place in Cambria then borrowed her van and headed south. We stopped at a friend's in Camarillo then met up with the Volvo in Ventura. Back the 150 miles to my daughter's, then on to my son's the next day (170 miles). We had bought return air tickets in case the car was running well, but it was "good enough" so we forfeited the tickets.
The next day we headed north. A quick stop at a buddy's in Fremont, then 11 hours to Grant's Pass, Oregon. The little 4 cylinder, 4:56 rear end, and no OD made for a pretty slow trip. Another 11 hours the next day and we had covered the 1,000 miles from the Bay Area to Bellingham.
A rest stop somewhere in central Oregon. John's turn to drive...
The little car proved itself, but we found out first hand it needs a lot of love. That's OK. What good is a project if nothing is needed?
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Nice version of a "selfie". That shadow still looks like Bernie Sanders.
