Turns out I’m a long time lurker. I was sure I’d joined a decade or two ago.Yet, whenever I try to log in whichever password I use is not found. Soda heck witit! I signed up.
I grew up in a motor-vated family. Father started in the garage trade when he was 12. Became a licensed automotive/motorcycle mechanic and then in the early 30’s became a licensed automotive electrician. He switched gears again and became a machinist before the war. Then in the late fifties he used his love and knowledge of electronics and geology to become a sort of crystallographer. He worked for a company that made crystals for frequency control.
By the time I came along he was into car racing and restoring old cars. He’d raced motorcycles, power boats, followed the air races and unlimited boats. He’d built his own airplane and all his HAM radio gear. I grew up in this mix of mechanical, engineering, designing, fabricating world were anything was possible. My brothers first built go-karts and then hot rods. Then they bought and modified sports cars and muscle cars.
I was first drawn to big horse power. My first car was a 1969 Chevelle SS 427, 425 h.p. M22 four speed with a 12 bolt posi. After a few years and several more cars the costs and corners found me owning a 1974 Europa twin cam. I was hooked! I was a Lotus Owners Club member for about ten years. I fell in lust with the Lotus 7 during those early years of racing at the Glen and Mosport. I wanted one so bad I could taste it. I began a letter campaign with Dave Kaplan which led to a pilgrimage to DSK Cars in Marblehead Mass. The exchange rate in the mid-seventies was near par and I was having trouble dealing with the factory. However, we never quite got things to work out.
Then the wife and I had two daughters in less than two years and there went the sporty cars.
By the 90’s I had gone through my early racing, karts, cars, motorcycles both on and off road. I was ready to try to get a Lotus/Caterham seven again. This time with the help of a racing friend’s father who was the mechanic for a performance shop called Pickering Prestige. They would help people jump through the hoops to get the kits into Canada. Then offer help to the new owners including assembly. I was ready to buy an original 1968 seven series 2 ½. Yes, that’s the way it was described. I was to go see the car and drive it on a Monday afternoon. BUT… the Saturday before that I drove a newly built Caterham 1700 Super Sprint followed by a nearly new HPC. Oh, how the Caterhams had improved. The test drive in the little Lotus was ok but, I’d tasted forbidden fruit and wanted it. I kick myself for not get that little seven ($12,000 at that time) but hind sight and all.
Six months later that 1700 came up for sale. I was ready to put out $30,000 for it. I was emailing the owner my details to conclude the deal when my wife said I’d better hold off a week. Sure enough, a week later she was out of work. She didn’t get another full time job for over six months and by then my Caterham money was gone.
I did get back into racing. I started working with the Bridgestone School and racing in their home grown F2000 series. After five years it was time to move on. I’ve bought a couple of street/sport motorcycles and even got the wife into riding. We really enjoyed going south each fall for a week in the Tenn., NC, GA mountains. Was there the same time LOG invaded the south.
That CSR that came up on Bring a Trailer got my juices flowing again. SWMBO is not happy. However, after 49 years she knows me and my dreams. She may not be able to get in and out of one but by dang if I get to buy one I’ll find a way for me to!
the Dreamer
Living life on the edge. Less crowded, better view.