Not even sure if this is for sale or not. It was a facebook post. I still want one!
Not even sure if this is for sale or not. It was a facebook post. I still want one!
The Buseque is a cool grill from the UK, while it’s a little pricy ($400), I still have to have one!
Had a great weekend camping! Started off the trip on Thursday to get the bus all packed. Found out my friend was playing at the Ball Joint in Battle Creek. I’m not sure if I have heard ever him play with a valid ID….. man those were the days. They sounded great and it was a real treat for me to see them.
Friday we went to the Irish hills camping to a place called the Jado campground, which is a few miles east of the Michigan International Speedway. We had about 20 buses total which I understand was more than last year. I heard about the event via flyer at the Buses by the Beach.
There were some folks there I met from the Dixie Bus event last year, which was very cool. I’m beginning to see how a close community that us bus folks are! They are the head of the Michigan Vintage Volkswagen Club, who hosts the show in Ypsilanti that I have wanted to attend. Of course, I met many new folks as well. It wasn’t long before the boys were part of a crew. They spent the weekend at the marsh trying to catch frogs. On Saturday the worlds largest slip and slide was erected for young and old alike to enjoy. My back has been feeling pretty good lately, so I stood my some other folks, chatted with them and watched.
Saturday evening, we had popcorn, hotdogs, meat balls, a nice fire and band to entertain us. The guys traded off playing so we had music from about 5pm till dark. One of the hosts was a long distance coach of the musicians, so they were willing to play for donation.
Sunday we had a community breakfast. I was making blueberry cobbler, which I promptly burned. At least some folks there knew I could actually make it. Need to learn to cook over the fire. I used charcoal last time. It rained on breakfast, but that didn’t damped out spirits we moved to cover and enjoyed the morning. Can’t wait for the next trip!
We finally made it to our first sanctioned bus event! Dixie bus in Mt Vernon OH. We stayed at the Rustic Knolls campground with 38 other buses. It was a beautiful campground. We even had water and electric hookup.
The trip down was rather exciting, 12 hrs in all. Of course we were not without problems. Right before we got to Ft. Wayne the oil light came on when we slowed to a stop light. Of course I was paranoid. This was the same thing the other motor did before it seized. We stopped for a while to let it cool. This had not happened on any other trip before, so I began thinking and the only thing I could think of is that Alex put the rong weight oil in when I changed it. Not his fault either. I didn’t specify. We found a Wal-Mart and changed it to 30 weight. The guy put locktight on the oil plug, which I wasn’t happy about. The Oil didn’t work. It got hot again, so I felt if we could make it to our destination, I could get the help I needed. I followed some others to the swap meet and Kermit began to over heat again and lose power. I pulled over to give him a rest. The fellow I was following gave me a thumbs and and I returned a thumbs down. Before I could get out of the bus, Rick was looking at the motor. He said the engine wasn’t hot just the cylinders and we were only 10 minutes away. When we got to the show he mentioned a couple of things.
I did what I was told and spent $5.00. I took the fuel filter out before we came back home. The top was melted and compressed causing a fuel constriction. This could have been the disaster if the pressure disconnected the fuel line. It was hard to get to the jet so that will be chcked and replaced another time. Before we left on Sunday, I set the timing, which was a few degrees off and once again Rick came over to look over my shoulder. Once I had it set he increased the RPM and noticed that I was not getting any advance. Damn. Cant fix that there. So we slowly made it to Michigan to spend the night in Athens. A storm was beginning to brew and we made it about 3 miles east of town and one of the bins blew off the bus. The only thing we lost was the lantern that I melted on Friday….. Needless to say I was a little distraught by the time we arrived Friday evening. We got up early on Monday and drove 45mph all the way to Chicago. Never overheated. I pushed it a little to almost 60 in the city and still nothing. It was somewhat cooler, but not significantly. I found a new vacuum can on the samba. I pulled the distributor today to see if a cleaning would help, but I think the can is shot. The ground cable to the points is about shot too. I should get the can next week and Ill out him back together and see if I can get it running. Then I throw in a tuneup for the Bean Blossom Festival.
Another 3 to 5 inches today 😦 Maybe I’ll get to play with the snowblower later. Yesterday on the Vintage Bus list, we were discussing snow and Volkswagen adverts. I thought I’d share . . . to bad they use salt here. I would love to take this pic with Kermit!
So anyway it doesn’t look like this can be read so allow me:
A beautiful day to own a Volkswagen Station Wagon
On Monday January 24, 1966, an estimated 262,825,033.74 tons of snow fell upon the United States of America. In Fraser Colorado, a VW Station Wagon that stood out for days in temperatures of 25 below, started up without a tremble. In Scarsdale, a lonely VW was blazing a trail to the commuter station. In Albany, a VW took 8 angry neighbors down to the local service station for 8 sets of chains. In Moline, a VW woman was the first in line at the A&P Steak Sale. Up in Boston, a group of college kids were finding our how many toboggans they could stuff into 170 cubic feet of VW space. A Milwaukee junior hockey team won its game by default. On Monday January 24, 1966 not too may Volkswagens were sold in the United States. . . . . . On Tuesday, things picked up.
How does a German snowplow driver get to work?
Will she start?
Can’t believe a week has passed since our first trip. Things have been real busy this week and to top it off, we have six feet of water in our basement. At first it was ok. The street had 2 ft of water but we didnt have anything in the basement, so we helped fill sandbags. When we were done the basement was flooded. I hope the good Karma of helping the neighborhood will comeback my way in the form of insurance money to cover some of the losses.
This wasn’t a bus trip, but it is an annual outing for us. Thursday was the best day in my opinion to attend the festival. It started off rainy, so I didn’t take my camera, but by the time we got there is was 85 and humid! So much for Spring. The first band we went to see is what we thought was John Primer. He is my personal favorite Chicago Bluesman, but he didn’t play. the band we saw was very good Big Ray and Chicago’s Most Wanted.
The second band was very inspirational to me. We had the honor to stay in a room he stayed and was named after him at the Shack Up Inn located in Clarksdale, MS. For those who don’t know….. this is where the the crossroads are located that Robert Johnson sold his soul to be a great guitar player. anyway . . . . this man is a legend Pinetop Perkins. He is 95 years old and still playing. He only played 2 songs but it was a real treat to see him. I did catch a photo with my phone, which is suppose is better than nothing.
Also playing in the band was harp player Willie “Big Eyes” Smith and on the bass was Bob Stroger And on Guitar was Bob Margolin, who co-wrote music and played with the late great Muddy Waters. was lucky enough to capture a photo of him.
By then it was dinner time and as we walked to the resturant, we walked by the Gibson Guitar bus, which Taylor imediatley had to check out. He did get us a tour of the inside of the bus. Very nice. Many guitar’s, amps and keyboards. I would not mind taking a road trip in that! Of course he had to check out the guitars. Here is a picture of him playing an Epiphone Zakk Wylde Les Paul.
After dinner, Marilyn and the boyz went home, and stayed for the head act. Johnny Winter and James Cotton as usual he was phenomenal. I think the last time I saw him is when I lived in Dallas. He played inside the Petrillo Music Shell. I got lucky and was able to get inside the shell, but never got a chair. I just stayed one step of security and stood as close as I could. All in all a great night of blues.