Longtime goolsbee.org readers know that I lead a dull existence as a technology salaryman for ~50 weeks a year, baby-sitting both a giant refrigerated room full of expensive machinery and an adjacent room full of socially inept geeks who take care of the machines with me. But at least once a year, and twice if I’m lucky, I zoom off to some exciting place for a week and find myself surrounded by expensive machinery and socially inept geeks who take care of those machines.
Um, wait a minute, that didn’t come out right.
Let me phrase that better…
I go on a vintage car rally! Whoo hoo!
This is where I get all these old car pics. This is where I don’t think about web and database servers, or the inner workings of the Border Gateway Protocol for a week. This is my idea of fun. So in just a few weeks I’ll be climbing into the 65E with my Dad and driving over to Montana, where we’ll participate in the second annual “Going To The Sun Rally”. I was probably one of the first to sign up for the “First Annual” last year, but the whole engine debacle prevented my participation. Thankfully the organizers let me try again. It should be a ton of fun.
I’m spending the next couple of weeks prepping the car. Today I’m draining the gas tank and checking the filter screen on the dip tube. I had a fuel-delivery issue at speed a few weeks ago to sort out. Monday I’m transferring a sizable chunk of my bank account to SNG-Barratt, a Jag parts supplier, for some spares. Lots of little things to do. I’ve also got to get the engine up to Geoff to sort out that loose tappet sound on the exhaust side of the #1 or #2 cylinder. Jags should purr, not rattle. 😉
As always, I will thoroughly document my week here on my website. I’m looking forward to the adventure, I hope you are looking forward to watching it unfold here as well.
