[tcb] Re: Trip report, addendum
- From: "Peter Albarian" <pcalbar@xxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: tcb@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Wed, 3 May 2006 02:56:57 +0000 GMT
This doesn't sound like the Classic is unlucky, it sounds like you need to stop
pulling your Beetle and start driving it.
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From: JKi7886155@xxxxxxx
Date: Tue, 02 May 2006 18:34:02
To:tcb@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [tcb] Re: Trip report, addendum
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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