Glamis was fun as ever. Thanksgiving is crowded which is sort of a pain, but also lots more entertaining. I managed to avoid seeing any real serious human injury, but I left this jump scene after watching a few people come real close to having a bad day. People who know what they're doing are fun to watch:
It gets spooky when others start throwing themselves at big launches without much experience or forethought. The typical problem is letting off the gas right before takeoff, unloading the rear suspension & throwing the ass end up in the air. It's easy to spot when spectating, but it's got to be difficult to make yourself stay on the power when you're approaching the jump going faster than you feel comfortable with. Injury to equipment only is another matter & I relish seeing shit getting destroyed. Plenty of that this weekend.
Here's the view down from Oldsmobile Hill, the largest gathering spot: Gets pretty nuts at night & eventually the cops shut the scene down & drive everyone out with paintball guns. Always cool stuff to see, somebody drove out a big tractor, there were two identical mid sixties cadillac limo 4X4's, a mobile 4x4 stripper pole platform complete with dancing girls, long hill climbing jeeps are cool, as are the few other old fiberglass buggies. Alas, the majority of the motor scene now are the bought not built big money long-travel sand cars with paint jobs that cost more than my scraggly motorhome, trailer and dune buggy put together. Ghey, but whatever. Shit, what would I do if everybody had cool cheap fiberglass beaters? Actually I'd give them all a hug, that's what.
2 buck chuck (on the left) kept going fine, but his oil appetite has increased quite a bit & he's now fouling higher heat range plugs than cousin would like to be running, so he'll at least get new cylinders & pistons before the next trip. El Burrito(right) is as good as ever & gets up the steep part of Olds in 2nd without any problem. (This isn't exactly an accomplishment compared to the other cars out there, but it makes me smile
) Next year he'll have a type IV bus motor & hopefully climb it in 3rd. The big problem he has is with the whoops at the approach. He needs some more travel in the front, or at least some more ride height, 2" longer trailing arms & some torsion leaf adjusters aught to do it. Barbie is the nicest (ie fanciest) of the bunch and has never had any issues unless you count just being pink. Tanya can drive that fucker too, so I save the jokes unless Roman is behind the wheel.
Lastly, here's a picture of a glass bottle full of gasoline in the fire with no explanation whatsoever.
It gets spooky when others start throwing themselves at big launches without much experience or forethought. The typical problem is letting off the gas right before takeoff, unloading the rear suspension & throwing the ass end up in the air. It's easy to spot when spectating, but it's got to be difficult to make yourself stay on the power when you're approaching the jump going faster than you feel comfortable with. Injury to equipment only is another matter & I relish seeing shit getting destroyed. Plenty of that this weekend.
Here's the view down from Oldsmobile Hill, the largest gathering spot: Gets pretty nuts at night & eventually the cops shut the scene down & drive everyone out with paintball guns. Always cool stuff to see, somebody drove out a big tractor, there were two identical mid sixties cadillac limo 4X4's, a mobile 4x4 stripper pole platform complete with dancing girls, long hill climbing jeeps are cool, as are the few other old fiberglass buggies. Alas, the majority of the motor scene now are the bought not built big money long-travel sand cars with paint jobs that cost more than my scraggly motorhome, trailer and dune buggy put together. Ghey, but whatever. Shit, what would I do if everybody had cool cheap fiberglass beaters? Actually I'd give them all a hug, that's what.
2 buck chuck (on the left) kept going fine, but his oil appetite has increased quite a bit & he's now fouling higher heat range plugs than cousin would like to be running, so he'll at least get new cylinders & pistons before the next trip. El Burrito(right) is as good as ever & gets up the steep part of Olds in 2nd without any problem. (This isn't exactly an accomplishment compared to the other cars out there, but it makes me smile
) Next year he'll have a type IV bus motor & hopefully climb it in 3rd. The big problem he has is with the whoops at the approach. He needs some more travel in the front, or at least some more ride height, 2" longer trailing arms & some torsion leaf adjusters aught to do it. Barbie is the nicest (ie fanciest) of the bunch and has never had any issues unless you count just being pink. Tanya can drive that fucker too, so I save the jokes unless Roman is behind the wheel.Lastly, here's a picture of a glass bottle full of gasoline in the fire with no explanation whatsoever.
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done, and done. (and cunningly disposed of outside city limits, you think i'm not ready when the shit goes down?)