[tcb] Re: Trip report, addendum

  • From: JKi7886155@xxxxxxx
  • To: tcb@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Tue, 2 May 2006 18:34:02 EDT

 
Dennis:
 
Sorry to hear about Murray. There is something about the "Classic" that is  
unlucky for me, also. the first year, towing my '74 sedan with my El  Camino, I 
misjudged the turning radius and on the way back into my driveway  creamed 
the right side.
 
Last year, towing it with my Vanagon, I creamed the left side on a post, in  
the RV camping area. As soon as I finish painting the new rear fenders, I hope 
 to install them, with new running boards I bought at Nac.
 
This year, I thought I would eliminate the jinx by only taking my Vanagon,  
with my Whizzer motorbike on the back. As I was packing up, to move to the show 
 area, I forgot to lower the pop top and ran it into a large tree limb. We're 
 talking new rear hinge (approx. $45), new canvas (approx. $200) and, some  
fiberglass work that I have not totally assessed yet.
 
Oh well, it's only material things and I sure had a good time at the  
"Classic" every year. With your lift, maybe you can raise Murray up and get a  
pull 
on whatever bent and straighten it out, without too much difficulty.
 
Best of luck
 
Jack
 
In a message dated 5/1/06 9:54:15 P.M. Central Daylight Time,  coocoo@xxxxxxx 
writes:

OK, Peter had to remind me of my trying to get  Murray up the ramps and on to 
the trailer. I think my mind had just blocked  out the painful memory.
 
So, I set the ramps and for some reason came up  and just smacked the shit 
out of the front of the bus. I mean SMASH, like a  collision. I backed off and 
got out and looked, but I saw no damage. In  retrospect, I think I smacked the 
steering box. In doing all this I somehow  bent the clutch pedal. Maybe 
everything under there moved a little, I smacked  it hard.
 
Now I have almost no clutch pedal and I am  sweating and cursing and 
hammering and prying... and there is Shirley, drunker  than a sailor, laughing 
her ass 
off. She comes and stands over me and tells me  how she screwed up the 
judging. I just bashed my bus and bent all kindsa  stuff, I am pissed off at 
Dan for 
leaving and not helping me, I am now trying  to drive my bus onto the trailer 
WITH NO _#!@^*%_ (mailto:#!@^*) #! CLUTCH PEDAL and Shirley is telling me 
that  she just drank FIVE BEERS!!!
 
I love her dearly, so I hope she was too drunk to  remember what I was saying 
during all this, because I am  embarrassed.
 
Thank you, Peter, I was almost happy for  awhile.
 
By the way, this all happened right in front of  the guy whos bus won Best in 
Show, or something big. He had a wobbly crank  pulley and Peter and I both 
told him not to drive it because it could damage  the engine. He hooked a tow 
bar and towed it out. So here I am, an expert and  then he watches be crash my 
bus into who knows what. He had the good manners  to act like he didn't notice 
until I yelled something completely irrational  like, "DID YOU JUST SEE ME 
WRECK MY _MO@#!$%^**(!!!ING_ (mailto:MO@#!$^**(!!!ING)  BUS?!!!" He said yes,  
and got away from me as fast as he gracefully could. "YEAH, AND ANOTHER THING,  
BESIDES NOT DRIVING YER BUS WITH A WOBBLY CRANK PULLEY, DON'T SMASH IT INTO  
YOUR #@!^*#@! TRAILER!!!!
 
As Rodney Dangerfield often said, "I'm all right  now, but I had it bad for 
awhile there".



 

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