Projects Fly in, Drive home in my late Dads car. Attempting 2000 miles

Well DAMN that shoots that down the tubes...

Any one got a dirty sock to stuff in my mouth...

Err Umm WAIT ! this is the interweb.. NFM I still need my fingers at work

 

I wasn't going to post but I've followed along the entire journey. The way you posted it made me feel like I was with you all the way and I wouldn't have the knack to post it like you did. Thanks for the ride.

 

Hasn't been anything written like this that I've enjoyed this much since we lost Bob on his northern States/ Alaska trip !
( could a used a few more pics , hint ,hint)

 

I had to go rescue my darling bride and the Corvair. She drove it's so much today she ran out of gas! I forgot to tell her the gas gauge doesn't work.

 

LOL....Thats funny ^^^^

 

LMAO

 

My guess is that big smile on her face is because she's just about to get out of that car and kick your ass!!
Glad she's enjoying it (the car, not kicking your ass).

 

Congrats!!! Just wondering, how many times did you get asked "what kind of car is that"

 

My guess is the smile is because the tank is now full and she is free to enjoy the little car to her hearts desire.
Thanks again for sharing your pain and gain with us. Had a great time riding along.
Tim

 

I figure with an old car one of two things must function properly: Either the gas gauge or the odometer. Good luck getting that gas gauge sorted out. It's great to see your wife smiling in a car that has so much personal meaning.

 

For any of you that got the Corvair bug while reading this…… I came across a real sharp convertible Corvair that looks like it is in excellent shape for sale near me. $9000.










Bones

 

I was very surprised at how many people who I met along the way not only knew what it was, but had their own personal Corvair anecdote! But the old 70 something guy at the gas station who insisted that he pump the gas had no clue what it was, and was dumbfounded that the gas fill was in front. But I did learn that his high school team went to state in 1962....

 

The odometer works, but I think she put on a lot more miles than I figured she would.
And she wants the guys to know that she dosen't need any girlymatic transmission. The 4 on the floor suits her just fine.
Yep, fixing the gas gauge is definitely on the agenda. It's probably a bad connection somewhere.

 

Not to hi jack hemis thread but bebop’s thread a few years ago was classic. He left Canada in the winter in his Model A and dove to the southwest.

 

Someone insisting to pump the gas?, didn't know your trip took you through Oregon (where you CAN'T pump your own gas by law)

 

Oregon and New Jersey, or at least New Jersey used to be that way.

 

Based on the smile on the Mrs. face I'd say that car is a keeper! I'm happy to see all of the Corvair interest you've generated on this thread, they're cool!

 

You know, you need to take one of the spare 'vairs and stuff a HEMI up front, right?

 

Been a while since I was in Oregon but I think there are some exceptions for more rural areas and diesel IIRC.

 

The thread started on a more somber note with the passing of your dad you did what was necessary to successfully overcome a difficult situation and turn it into a adventure doing the much needed maintenance to ensure a trouble free road trip, a adventure that will not soon be forgotten.

Thank you for documenting the project and sharing the photo's and thoughts with your Hamb family, congratulations on a memorably trip. HRP

 

I don't blame him!

 

The way I heard it, just keep driving south.

At each fuel stop, show someone a windshield Ice Scraper and ask them what it's for. When nobody can tell you, that's probably far enough.

 

Thought of this thread today ... I was on my way to the dump, sitting at a light and what goes across in front of me? A Corvair rag (later model than the OP's) with a female driving it (this is Ontario Canada, not exactly a common sight in November).

It's pretty cool out today so hopefully her gas gauge is working

 

Great story!

 

Topless? The car not the driver.

 

last time we were in Oregon they pump gas and check tyres

 

DO WHAT?????

 

The guy who insisted pumping my gas was in Marshall Minnesota. He said that Wednesday's is full service day when a lot of the old people come in and fill up. I said don't worry about it I'll pump my own. And he insisted that he do it so I let him.

 

I've never had anyone in Oregon check my tires in the past 40 years but they have a state law that says gas stations have to have employees pump the gas. They did change the law a bit and now small markets with just a couple of pumps let you pump your own gas. The law was and is to make jobs for guys who otherwise might not be able to get a job. Meaning more than one guy who pumped gas where I went looked like he might have slept under the bridge down the road the night before but It is honest work for people.

 

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