Yeahhh. HOPUPLAND. The not-so-imaginary land of all things cool and all things automotive, forever linked by the title’s fitful comings and goings over the decades. Hop Up itself may be a metaphor for the visceral effect cars have on cool people….the creative satisfaction, and, inevitably, the price you sometimes pay when you are in the evolved state of car guy; HopUp Guy.
>GUESS JACK BUTLER’S OUR NEW ART DIRECTOR??
Are your kids’ college instructors educating them or indoctrinating them? You should know, shouldn’t you?
I love me some Jennigs Clan, always good for this kind of visceral input:
SOMEBODY DONE RAISED UP SOME FORD BOYS, HUH, CHUCK?
Someone said “...and took the roadster for a ride down by the beach. HAHAHA! Now I want to go somewhere in it.”
I know of a 100 mile run up Hwy 1 this weekend that would be perfect for a roadster…hahaha.
Also, been working on the black 32 Fordor. Put some proper headlights and a P-wood dropped bar on it…along with a few upgrades to the old 221.
This must be El Mirage Weekend, E got the following off a social network page:
ALWAYS EXPECT CHANGES IN THE BODY…..AND MOTOR!!!
Pretty timely sunset shot….I can hear beer foaming in the background….....
Brian Way Out East wrote:
ANOTHER PRECINCT IS HEARD FROM
Long time no speak. Hope all is well with you. Attached is a picture of my buddy Bob Thiesens Model A Roadster. He started building it for himself; but wound up selling it to finance his 32 5-window (in the background). The A was an old restoration Bob bought and then hot rodded the drive train, and made some subtle body mods.. wicked cool car.
Bob’s 5-Window is next on the agenda.
Not much new with me… working like crazy, but still fitting in some Hot Rod fun.
Talk to ya soon!
Bitchin. But it wears ya out. Three days of muscling over-old, heavy steering-cars with two wheel brakes..spirited driving…..on real challenging roads…a car guys dream. But just like whatever it was I came home and put away a few weeks ago: that’s just fine parked right over there....for now.
Unloaded the thing and rested up and took the roadster for a ride down by the beach. HAHAHA! Now I want to go somewhere in it.
AT THE MISSION NEAR HUNTER LIGGET (sp?) BASE
The Big Nasty thing never missed a beat, was only outrun by about 2 of the 35 cars…at least among the chargers we were with…maybe somebody in another pack coulda passed us but…oh, yeah..the red Rolls up there? We didn’t run with it this year but we have…and he passed us (tall gears and a reputation of the car from previous owner) absolutely full tilt. Oh, Baby..
MY BUDDY CRAIG’S BEARCAT BLEW ME OFF SO I’M NOT STRAIGHTENING THIS OUT!
One thing to improve on ours is only a rattle before she goes out in September…an that’s soon enough, considering how I feel today.
I’ll drop a note here and there for a few days then we’ll knock this off for a spell - not car related.
“Fever in the mornin’ and fever all thru the night”
Grab a Gear (tm)
Looks like a few days of hiatus here. We’ll be on line but not able to enter any of this.
Remember to rename your 501(c)3 non-profit foundation “Green Earth Government Jobs Creations” to avoid unlawful scrutiny.
RICH BUILT THIS IN ‘61; GOOD TASTE FOR A 2 YEAR OLD, HUH?
Look at Sports Car Digest on line for great coverage of the California Mille and touring and concourse events, etc.
Gathering of the Customs is June 7 at Harvey’s (Johnny’s) Broiler; we’ll probly take the Merc over there, possibly with a stop at Ink ‘n Iron on the way. Possibly. June 7 seems a long time away, but watch.
Blue Dog Williamson sent this to me for encouragement:
SOMEBODY IS TAKING BIDS ON THIS ONE
As good as Wednesday was..Thursday neutralized the good vibes; made me remember why they call it ‘work.’ There may be a message there.
Looking forward to dinner with D&D at D&D’s.(Besides the food and company we need us some more NZ stories)
Hold the Coarse
Time Bandit is the name of a boat on a reality TV show but life is a time bandit itself. There are just a few days left before a tour and I remember the logistics involved in getting the dually serviced before it tows the 3900# car + trailer on about a 600 mile round: get dually out of the barn, take it to the dealer, get a ride back to the DD, then get a ride back to the dealer, put the DD in the barn, then get the truck washed, hook up trailer, take it home to load the Big One…..I suppose I’ll get ‘er done.
Meanwhile I came across this picture of a car I chased and snoozed on…twice…before I got our Big One. It’s better than the broker thought it was and now resides with a fellow in Pueblo, Co who is knowledgeable in these things and thus knew when to strike. He drew before me in a Great Stutz Shootout, I guess. but I don’t look back: ours is doing damned well and acquits itself admirably among some loftier iron.
TURNED OUT TO BE JUST WHAT I NEEDED..BUT I SNOOZED!
Lest you get the wrong impression, the white car below is only the subject of admiration, not in the stable; someone thought otherwise and no, just Daytime Dreamin’.
It’s early to comment on it but I have an idea for a daytrip on Thanksgiving Weekend, local. More later.
Ever tune in to Veloce Today? Good sportscar stuff.
More later, I don’t think I’ll go to work.
Marshall sent this link in on the California Mille, great article and, as Marshall pointed out…another pic of Bruce and Cathy’s wounded Alfa.
I don’t know how I have time for work anyway: went to the bank, got a haircut, went to the hardware store, grabbed a burger, came home, finished installing the flatscreen and tidying up the wires and lines that made it happen (thanks to E for gutting out the call to ‘tech service to make the doo-dads hook up and ‘marry’ one another although I think there may be more to do), got the on-board supplies together for last loading in the Stutz - I carry enough stuff to fix the obvious: fuel filter, carb float fix that happens every 1000 miles or so, packing for water pump shaft, a quart of oil, a gallon of water, low-end set of tools, a block of wood and a cloth goodie to use as a creeper on a dirt road. Other than that, there’s a trouble truck behind us all the time, so, hey?
ROOM FOR ALL OF GATSBY’S GEAR, TOO…
Forgot to say up there that I also worked out and landscaped (you know)...so I rewarded self with a roadster ride; proof follows:
IT RUNS SO DAMNED GOOD, HARRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
en hopup veritas
Cinco de Mayo.Used to be big for me; yacht race ended in Ensenada on that timely date, so we’d run our Porsches down the toll road (too fast) and party down there like there was not gonna be a Seis de Mayo . Now, not so much.
I’ll celebrate by going to the electronics place and get that TV for the garage; most of the to-do list got done yesterday, except ‘adjust roadster brakes’ and that could happen today. And I’m fretting that sign-hangin’ deal; have to invent bracketry and locate rafters that are so high I have to rent a scissor lift to go up and find them, then do the hanging.
Drove the sportscar yesterday to circulate oil and all; didn’t quite get it out of my system what with just a mile to town for dinner and a mile back. It sure created a fuss, though, parked at our lucky spot in the front and center part of downtown.
(And…of course…this, never very far from my conscious craving….)
DID DIANE FEINSTEIN’S HUSBAND REALLY GET THE CONTRACT TO BUILD THAT SILLY FRICKIN’ TRAIN TO NOWHERE?
Figure out how to hang the new sign in the garage.
Make room for a cool, flat screen TV in garage; remove neo-historic example that’s been there 10 years.
Give the Big One a look-see; do one, two items on pre-tour list.
Adjust brakes on roadster.
That’s plenty, it’s already noon.
There’s a cool story brewing north east of here and if it’s public soon, we may be able to share it. It is a duesey.
* What are you doing today?
About those jaunty-mounted spares; I love me some o’ those, but Spare Greed consumes me when I see two stacked in that pic from last month.:
SEE WHAT I MEAN? JAUNTYNESS!
My Man, Zach has got it goin’ on. E copped the pic below off Facebook, I think, and it lets us all see that there is in fact peace in the world. At least there is in that-there part of Pennsylvania; there sure is.
It’s peace wrought by purpose. Unspoiled. Unpolluted. He’s a traditional car guy and will always be. I’d like to live 50 more years just to see what kind of legend he will have become, although there’s reason to believe the Legend already exists and it’ll just evolve and grow. (When I typed ‘grow’ it came out ‘gow’ with red lines under it…the spirits are moving about when just mentioning him…......)
“10 LBS. OF SUGAR IN A 5 LB. BAG” HE SAYS!
See ya in July, Zach, I hope my ‘late model’ doesn’t bespoil the aura of the place!!!! (‘an I hope you don’t hate the props - but ya probably do…)
La Gila moved and the Stutz is ready tomorrow; sure hope the vibration at (whoa,hold on) 55 has gone away!
MILNER 1900 ZAGATO LOOKS BETTER THIS WAY. NIIICE!