On January 5th, I went on a cross-country adventure to get a new Elan. I found a red one in San Francisco that needed some love and a little bit of elbow grease.
http://lotuselancentral.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=8290
It will become a project car to be fixed up, played with, then probably sold, as I really can’t justify two Elans at this stage of life (as much as I want to!). I hadn’t mentioned much about the car on the forum as I wasn’t 100% sure I’d be getting it until I’d seen it. The previous owner was very good about getting me all sorts of pictures and descriptions about the car, and a HUGE thanks to Ekapol who took the time to verify everything, went for a drive in the car, and wrote up a huge description for me on everything he saw. I felt like I knew the car before I saw it in person. I owe you one, Ekapol…thanks SO much! I’ll write more about the car in a project thread as a start work on things, but this is about the fun of a long distance trip.
My wife and I flew out to San Francisco on Friday, did a bit of sightseeing and had a great brunch with some other Elan owners on Saturday.
http://lotuselancentral.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=8658
We then got the car on Sunday. On Monday morning, my wife flew back home while I picked up a friend who had flown into San Francisco on Sunday to help with the big drive home. Because of the possibility running into snow storms in Utah, it was decided that we should take the “southern route” via Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, then back to Michigan. Most driving was along I-40, then northeast along I-55. I have a few pictures at
http://new.photos.yahoo.com/themeyersfa ... 2383956832
Though since a fair amount of the trip was at night, we didn’t take as many as we would have liked. Both my passenger (Brett) and I needed to get back for work, so it became more of quick journey than a sightseeing trip. Nonetheless, we had a ton of fun. I’d do it again in a heartbeat…once my butt stops aching from sitting so long!
Monday, January 8
9:30 am (all times EST) – leave my hotel with 60,233 miles on the clock. I sent my wife home with only a carry-on bag to make her flight easier, so I’m attempting to fit our big clothes bag, my emergency tool kit, and various other small items in the car so Brett has room for his stuff. I begin thinking we’ll need to put things under the hood storage lid and forgo any top-down driving, however after picking up Brett and doing some creative packing, we get everything stowed without much in the passenger compartment.
11:30 am – After picking up Brett, grabbing breakfast and making the “tourist trip” down Lombard Street
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lombard_St ... _Francisco , we head out of town over the Bay Bridge. We are on the lower level of the bridge and visions of the earthquake-collapsed sections from years ago are too fresh in my mind. We drive faster. Lots of traffic through Oakland and San Leandro, but soon we’re on I-5 heading south and let the car stretch its legs. We see one yellow Elise, which oddly turns out to be the only other Lotus spotted on the whole trip.
3:00 pm – Bakersfield, CA and lunch. We stop to get some cleaner and a tire gauge at an auto parts store and are amazed to see how much dirt comes off the steering wheel alone! No wonder it felt a little sticky…ugh. It is finally warm enough here in southern California, so time to put the top down. We know the further east we travel; the less likely we’ll be able to do this. Once we get to Michigan, it’ll be April or May before I can! Driver switch to Brett so I can stretch my right foot a bit. I miss not having cruise control.
6:00 pm – Entering the Mohave Desert. We pass a HUGE wind farm at the Tehachapi Pass. Windmills as far as the eye can see. We have a few in Michigan, but nothing like this. Amazing… We stop for gas and attempt to install the MBC that I’ve brought along, however I think the ball and spring setup isn’t working. The car continues to overboost, so after a few attempts we give up on the thrill of the added power and stick to “stock”. Boy, does the sun feel good!
6:45 pm – We pass Edwards Air Force base. There is an F-16 flying low during one stretch and a few trainers in formation making lazy circles. The history of American flight and the thought of air speed records hang in the haze and make us want to drive faster, but the road is not limited access and is somewhat busy. We’ll act like John Glenn later in the trip. As we leave the area, a strange, twin-prop, black plane circles to the north. Some type of unmanned spy plane test? Hmmm…
8:00 pm – Time for another restroom break and time to put the top up. It’s starting to get dark and cold. We’re getting up in altitude and you can feel it. The heater is struggling to keep up, too. We’ve noticed that the engine temp gauge has been hovering near the bottom mark through most of the drive, but now it doesn’t move. We’re guessing the thermostat is stuck open and make plans for a possible stop the next day somewhere on route to swap it out. We grab our jackets and hats and prepare for what could be a cool night. Driver switch back to me.
10:10 pm – Needles, CA. We stop for dinner after a long stretch. We haven’t been able to find the College Football National Championship game on the radio, so we try to find someplace with a television. Actually, we try to find *anyplace* in Needles, CA with food. We luck out and find a bar with the game on, however it is some sort of bizarre social melting pot. There’s the barmaid 10 years out of Playboy, the 300 pound Mexican with one good eye, a man in glasses who wanders from table to table telling everyone he sees two of everything, the country music line-dancing dude who looks like the Marlboro Man, etc. Good people, great burgers and beer, and loud music at halftime: the last stop in California.
11:30 pm – Arizona arrives in the dark. Shortly thereafter we stop for another break as I’m getting tired and Brett takes over so I can get a little sleep. My third night sleeping in an Elan. It isn’t any more comfortable than the first two.
Tuesday, January 9
1:30 am – Brett is getting tired so we switch again. Dubbed the “werewolf stop”, we exit somewhere in pitch black darkness, surrounded by woods. Without any nearby light sources, I’ve never seen stars go brilliant. Despite the cold, we just stand there and stare at the gorgeous sky. The stars are so bright even on the horizon that you can make out the mountains nearby. This was one regret of the trip: that we couldn’t see more through this stretch of the Rockies. The pictures would have been fantastic! I’ll come back another time for sure.
2:30 am – We pass a sign for Meteor Crater.
http://neo.jpl.nasa.gov/images/meteorcrater.html I’m tempted to stop, but I’m not sure how far off the road it is. Plus it won’t be light for hours. It’s so dark out here, the crater could be right in front of you and you couldn’t see it. Another place to come back to…
4:00 am – Gas in the high desert and it is cold outside! The temp is probably around 20 degrees and it’s a long way from Bakersfield with the top down.
5:00 am – We crest a hill coming into Albuquerque. It is absolutely beautiful. The same sort of view you get coming into a large city at night on an airplane, except we’re in a car coming down from the mountains. City lights almost as far as the eye can see. Very cool.
9:00 am – Outside of Santa Rosa, NM. We stop for gas as the sun comes up over the prairie. As I’m standing at the pump I get an idea that beats the thought of spending the day hunting down a thermostat and then installing it in the cold: Bags. Burger King and McDonalds ARE good for something…their bags. A few requisitioned from the trash and stuffed in the radiator opening and we’re off. One mile down the road and we’ve got lovely heat! A few slight adjustments as the trip goes on and we keep the temp gauge right at the ¼ mark. MacGyver, baby.
11:00 am – We’re in Texas and feel like we could get out and walk faster. So far the speed limit has been 75 mph through Arizona and New Mexico. We’ve been doing a fair bit more than that and now we hit Texas where the limit is 65 and police are EVERYWHERE. Thankfully we won’t be here long! One of the weirdest moments of the trip is driving into Amarillo – we are cruising along low hills and flat plains when we come up over a rise and drive right into suburban hell. Chain restaurants and strip malls out of nowhere. Weird. Although we did see the Big Texan Steak Ranch. Home of the “free” 72 oz. steak (if you can eat it all).
www.bigtexan.com. We might have stopped had it been a little later in the day…
Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.
"Track Elan" Monaco White Elan / "Peely" Calypso Red Elan / 2007 Subaru Legacy GT-Cobb Tuned / 1993 Honda CBR600F2