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We are in.

VW Sage now owns real estate.

I have yet to build a loft, there isn’t any heat, but all my VW’s  are safely in the new building and I am ready to move projects forward.  I have welding, painting, and the engine building stations build.

We are planning to build the loft in October, then we insulate the workshop and vola! we are in business.

This is a crazy dream, and one that I keep dumping money and energy into.

With this move I can finish Mrs. Sage’s Squareback, and get the panel 64 camper back on the road.

I ripped open my ankle today on a transmission.  Damn, it feels good to be back at it.

 

Moving in

Since I began messing with VW’s in 2006 I have paid $10,800 in rent.  This reflects payments for over 6 years.  I enjoy this hobby, but to not be accruing equity is foolish.  So I have purchased a 30 x 40 pole barn and modified it for storage and my hobby.

It will be pretty nice; a heated work area, plenty of storage in a loft I am going to build.  When you start to look at this idea, it seems like a great way keep things going.

I am moving all of the stuff in this week. More photos to come.

I’m Back

I’ve been gone a long time.  Allow me to explain; I have children.  Getting greasy with bruised knuckles and bloody arms is really fun and all, but kids in order to brew properly, need attention.So, what’s been happening in the last two year?  The best short explanation: Chat and Facebook.  If you are a frequent user of The Samba, you will know that I am on the site daily, and often in the Chat.  If you have come into Chat for help with your VW, sorry, we tend to be impolite.Chat is where I met many of the people I know from The Samba. But since Russ Wolfe past away, I haven’t been in there as often.  Facebook is getting boring these days too.

So it was time to jump start the hobby.  The  best way to do this is stabilize my facility and build a more permanent shop.  To do this I bought a building.   It’s not sexy, but it’s a great size and it’s big enough to house my buses and other VW’s,

So I move my stuff this month, and I get the hobby back on track.  The next project is to finish the 64 Camper.  I have the body and paint work secured.  I am reworking the engine, and now it’s a matter of putting everything back together.

It feels good to be back in my coveralls getting greasy.

Thinking about the desert

I’ve been thinking about the desert.  Somewhere in me is a bit of recluse, and it’s ready to burst out.  So I posted this on The Samba:

My fellow Sambanistas: I would love your input. I live in a beautiful part of the world, but it has lots of water. Lakes, Rain, Snow etc… 

I want to spend a week in the desert here in the US. Can someone give me an off the beaten path place where an old dude can just sit and read some books in the sun? 

* I need to eat 
* I need to be able to park the bus without hassle 
* I would like it to be pretty quiet 
* I need a bathroom and a shower 

Your thoughts on a cool memorable place would offer you karma beyond imagination.

After a few pages, I get this response:

I don’t know of a desert place off the beaten path where you’ll have a restaurant, bath and shower, except the following.

I made 33 trips to Death Valley before I quit counting. The first one was in July, 1970. I recommend you visit Furnace Creek Ranch. Try to nab one of the few shaded sites at the south end of the visitor center campground nearest the park HQ. The Ranch has a grocery store, restaurant, gas, and showers are available for a small fee at the pool. There are also showers among some cabins south of the store et al. Poke around and you’ll find them. I’ve used them without challenge. The date palm grove near the cmpgnd has a ditch with flowing water around it. I used to go over after dark with my army shovel, scoop out the ditch so I could immerse my dusty body. Please use biodegradeable soap.

Pick up a map of the valley at your AAA office. If you’re not a member, I suggest you join before taking a VW bus into the Valley of Death. Also take extra gas. Fuel is expensive at the Furnace Creek station. I took two 2 ½ gal. cans of gas and planned refueling stops over in Beatty.

You say you want to sit and read, so I’m assuming you’re probably not interested in driving the long dusty road to The Racetrack where rocks move across the dry lake playa. But, please don’t miss the ballet skits performed by Marta Becket at the Amargosa Opera House in Death Valley Junction. This gal is a oner! Ask at park HQ for her schedule. Go over early and stroll around the old borax company buildings. It wouldn’t be right if you didn’t also drive down to Badwater, the lowest spot in the Western Hemisphere at -282 ft.

Always be alert for sidewinders.

Take at least five gal. of water in your bus when you’re traveling in desert areas. Drink fluids often, even though you don’t feel thirsty. With ten percent humidity and high heat, you don’t realize how much water you’re losing.

Enjoy.

Buscuss

Several of the options that were recommended to me seem pretty cool.  Fall is the best time to go.  October is traditionally the time when I take a Sabbatical, so this might be the trip.  I’d like it to be in the 64 camper.  There’s lots to do before we are ready to take that journey.

Welcome to VW Sage

This is my favorite adThis is the story about chasing a dream. Not some perfect dream, more like a short sighted dream. In June of 1993 I bought my first VW Bus. In January 2006 I bought my second. One year later, I have owned over 20 VW’s and I am wondering what went wrong.

This is a story dedicated to any fool who was willing to work hard for something that was so stupid, the people you tell about it don’t just laugh at you, they looked worried and stop sending their kids over to play with yours.

Welcome and enjoy,

The Sage

No good deed goes unpunished…

It’s one of those horror story situations…

In corner A we have Mike, who has two 79 Westy buses, one with a good 2.0 liter engine, but a so so body, the other; a mint condition Champagne edition, with a crappy 1.8 liter engine with no tin or compression.

The task seems straight forward: Swap the engines.

The Deal: Pull both engines, upgrade the heads, replace the cylinders, rings and pistons, replace the shocks, replace the accelerator cable.

Compensation: The other 79 Westy with a 1.8 liter engine in it, signed title and keys.

The Cast: Mike; The nice guy with a desire to get his bus on the road. Nameless X; The buddy who has been wanting a bus for a while now, and has “skills”. Sage; The idealistic jump before you look champion from 2005 – 2008 consecutively.

The stage: We have excellent working conditions, an old mechanic’s shop with tools lighting and a concrete floor.

Thursday May 7, 2009 10:30am X and I arrive to look at the tasks. Seems straight forward. I have the tremendously valuable Engine Removal in 20 Steps by Ratwell.com ready to go. We review the steps and start in on the OK bus. The 20 steps in engine removal mostly entails the wires, and fuel lines and FI systems. The three last steps include the 4 engine to transmission bolts, and the rear bracket.

We are slow to start; finding the right tools, developing a rhythm and breaking the rusty nuts and bolts takes time. The rear cradle and engine support bar take forever. This is the point that swearing begins.

2:00pm Engine one is free and on a dolly. It is fairly rough looking, but it is free from the body.

As we start on the second engine; the one in the really nice bus, we take care to make sure we are gentle and use plenty of towels so nothing gets scratched. We determine that we do not have enough clamps to close off the gas lines. X is tasked to acquire some from the local Menards. I go to work with steps 1 – 15 of the Ratwell guide. X returns as we approach the bolt removal steps. The only items left on the task sheet are the removal and clamping of the fuel lines, and the disconnect of the throttle linkage (which is vastly different from the manual version of the late bay bus).

I work on the driver side, since we are replacing all the fuel lines, I use the clamp and cut method of fuel line separation. My work is done, X is under the the bus taking forever to remove the fuel return line. More swearing, but to use such language in such a simple removal exercise is really unnecessary.

I am taking the moment in the entry to discuss safety. Since beginning this project, I have dented my car twice, had my trailer detach once, and had some minor bumps and bruises. No serious injuries have occurred. I wear safety glasses, face shield, work gloves and other things that keep me safe. Another safety tool I have is something that stops me mere moments before something really stupid happens. Call it one of the little voices in my head. I have never been to the ER thanks to a Volkswagen project.

At this moment, as I am napping, sorting tools and generally getting impatient with X’s inability to pull a rubber hose off a metal tube, when all of a sudden he dashes out from under the bus, starts swearing more violently, and rips off his safety glasses.

“Fuck” he summarizes “I have gas in my ear”

Immediately, he runs out of the building, and I quickly follow him. My first thought was man, he really knows how to yell. My second thought was to flush the gas out of his ear. We start with a series of flushes from my drink bottle, but this doesn’t seem to have too much effect; so much for Artesian Spring water. My third thought was that it was time to get him to the ER.

We get in his truck and race the 7 miles into Traverse City, all the while he is banging his leg up and down like the drummer in an eighties hair band. I can tell he has real pain, he has his head tilted sideways. Being thoughtful, I start yelling out landmarks along the way. If it doesn’t provide a sense of hope, it should provide a mild enough annoyance that he is distracted from his flaming ear.

Suddenly he picks up his phone and starts dialing. Now I know I enjoy a meager social life, if I wanted to call someone at 3 on a Wednesday, there isn’t anyone I would know to call. If I had gas in my ear making social calls wouldn’t be on the list of things to be doing.

“Doctor X please” pauses, while his foot keeps thumping the floor pan. “Hey, it’s X, I just got gas in my ear, and I am on the way to the ER” another pause “I’ll be there shortly”. This guy must visit the ER often. He has memorized the staff and phone numbers…

Traffic is heavy, but with a little weaving we arrive in an efficient manor. We get him checked in, I look like a complete freak, with grease and dirt just about everywhere. I help him with the little forms, and he is told to take a seat.

It then occurs to me that he hadn’t taken the time, while the gas was sizzling in his ear, to actually clamp the gas line. I immediately leave the hospital and head back to the work space, fully expecting to see large clouds of black smoke billowing into the sky from the general direction. There isn’t, and when I get back a slow but steady stream of gas is creating a pool on the floor in the shop. In the center of the vapor lake is the shop light.

Step 1: Unplug

Step 2: Remove light from gas

Step 3: Move the bus

Step 4: Stop the leak

Step 5: Soak up the gas

When the immediacy of the situation comes to a close, I think to call Mrs. Sage to discuss the goings on. She of course already knows, and proceeds to lecture me about things I didn’t do.

X calls me about 4 O’clock. He wants to go back to work on the buses. I tell him that one visit to the ER per day is my limit, and that I will call back later. The doctor tells him to not smoke for a few days. Sage advice.

(More on the project later…)

Deep Winter Thoughts

Winter AgainThis winter has been a tough one. The snow flew early and that curtails the time I can spend working on VW’s.

We had more snow in December than ever before. January hasn’t been any better. My kids are enjoying the snow days. The picture here show only what hit by mid December, double the height today.

I have focused on other things; work and getting my plans together for next year. 2009 will be the year of the great reduction.

I expect to be cleaned out of most of my non project VW stuff by July. The rest will go to anyone who wants it. I have started listing several things, but in some cases, they won’t be able to be delivered because every thing is snowed in.I have listed a 1963 Squareback for saleSquareback at The Samba. This car is once again a mess, and once again pretty rare. I don’t know why we have so many first model year cars up here, but we do.

I need to list a bunch of small parts too. They begin next week.

I have decided that what I really want is to restore the 23 window. The double Cab, and the other splits are cool, but it is time to follow my heart on this one.

It has been interesting to watch the effects of the economic melt down on the VW hobby. I am getting my finances more organized, but in general, my financial strata is unchanged. If anything, my phone is ringing off the hook more than last year. This will mean less time to work on VW’s. It does mean more money for the budget. If I cut it down to just the 23, I might figure out a way to save on rent, but the barn is still a deal and a half.

All this stems from a new interest I have; I want to hike across Michigan. It will be a 235 mile hike in all, using nothing but trails and forest roads. With the loss of Polar, it might be set back a while. I still miss him.

Last year I was glued to the VW forums, this year, not so much. I find myself posting garbage in the “Off Topic” on the Samba, much of which gets deleted.

Maybe this is the end of the chaos portion of some mid life crisis. Now all I have left is the work to get things done. I look at guys like Lou and think how cool it would be to spend the rest of my life just cruising around in a bus with Mrs. Sage. She won’t go for that, but it never hurts to ask.

Cycle of Life (Part 2)

It was a few weeks after Polar passed that I got an email from Bruce Whiteside. Bruce runs the rescue where we adopted Oscar.

I know this is most likely very poor timing with Polar’s passing, But that is why I am writing this. Some people need to wait for the pain to heal and some heal the pain with by choosing to share their love with another needy soul.
You have probably read about Ripley the pup that was found about 3 or 4 months ago and has been staying with us. She has had a couple of homes she was going to go to, but of the 3, 2 were like you, they had a recent loss and just not ready yet, the other wants her but they never respond to us when we ask a question or return calls. We think the wife wants her, but the husband does not and deletes the messages. So we decided if that is even a possibility, we will not place her there.

Of course Mrs. Sage and I are suckers, so I agreed to take a look on the way back from a visit to my parents. She was very friendly, and came right toward me when she ran through the door from the back yard. Bruce has about 10 dogs at times, so his place is a little “Berner” ranch. All the dogs were checking us out.

We made an agreement to “Sleep on it” and although it was hard to leave after our two hour visit, we manged to escape. By this time we hit a Taco Bell for lunch, Lynda and Martha were starting to push hard to get her, but the conversation was tabled.
On New Year’s eve we had a family meeting and decided to move forward. Arrangements were made, and Lynda and Martha went down to get her January 3rd.

She is hands down the most well behaved pup I have been around. Friendly, but then she calms down and just hangs out. Oscar is adapting, but a little taken back. They do get along.

I am still struggling with Polar, and she has a number of characteristics that he had that remind me of Polar, but beyond those moments, she is an excellent sassy little girl and we are welcoming into our house.

Daughter Sage mentioned “Cycle of Life” and it really is something to think about.

 

 

The Cycle of Life

Polar Coming HomeOn December 8th I had to make the decision to have Polar put to sleep. He was our family’s six year old Bernese Mountain Dog, and my traveling companion.  I don’t normally talk about non VW stuff here, but he was a part of this world of mine.

I don’t get sad very often but I am now.  All I can do is tell you the details…

We started seeing a drop in energy with Polar two weeks before Thanksgiving, and he developed a hot spot. Xrays produced no evidence, and blood tests were normal. After the Thanksgiving weekend his appetite dropped, and we didn’t notice that Oscar (our other Berner) was stealing his food. By mid week last week, he stopped eating, lost 6 pounds, and by Saturday we were forcing fluids with a baster waiting for our Monday appointment in GR Vet with Randy Carpenter.

Monday was an exhausting day. 7:45 we went to our vet for a liter of fluid, Noon we were in Grand Rapids getting Xrays and Ultra sounds, 3:30 we were at a Cardiologist, and by 5:30 Polar and I were on our way to MSU.
Polar Sunday before he passed away
When we arrived, he had developed spontaneous pneumothorax, and
couldn’t breath, then when they found bleeding, the decision became
clear. He went with that staunch dignified look that held back the
obvious pain. I sat there balling and comforting him.
Polar in ColoradoPolar with with us almost exactly 6 years, he was my dog, going to work with me most days and traveling to 21 states and Canada. We were preparing to do the Shore to Shore trail next summer; Empire to Oscoda. We had worked up to 20 miles a day. We hiked in Colorado to the continental divide, and most of the Sleeping Bear Dunes. He was the best trail dog I have ever had, staying out 20 feet and coming back to “check in” every so often.

We also lost Mrs Sage’s 19 year old cat in August, it’s been a tough year. We are lucky to have our  rescue Oscar, but it’s sad to see him look out the window for Polar. Eventually we will start wanting the activity level in our house back to normal, but it will be a while for me to be ready.

MSU has not yet determined the cause, prelim results showed unusual activity in the lungs, but no conclusions. I will post here when I get results.

EDIT It was determined to be Carcinoma in the Lung and Adrenal Gland. Polar had a highly malignant epithelial neoplasm, first on the Adrenal Gland then into the Lungs.  There was no more specific diagnosis at this time, but they could pursue this if necessary.

He also suffered Pneomothorax when the staff punctured his lung while attempting to drain the chest of air build up.

Thank you for all the kind words, reality is settling in, every time I speak to him and he’s not there. It’s just a sad time for us, but all my VW friends have made it more comforting.

It’s Winter Once Again

The clouds above the barn, and the brisk wind coming off the lake are telling us that winter is fiercely coming toward home.  In the last few weeks, I have been moving things around.  One day I had the a Ghia, and 4 of the split windows out in front of the barn as I cleaned out all the junk inside.

If the lessons of last year’s freeze in have taught me, it’s to be prepared.  This winter I am going to work on the 65 Camper interior and engine, the squareback engine, and I am going to clean out the 63 deluxe.  In order to do all of this, I needed things placed in the proper places.    I also decided that the best way to stay focused on my real projects, was to clear away everything else.  So last weekend, Matt and I moved 6 engines from upstairs to the cellar.  All the “extra” parts are also in the basement.   Now there will be nothing stopping me from the work I expect to get completed.

Sunday Night: Rain and snow showers. Some thunder is also possible. Low around 35. Breezy, with a west wind between 20 and 25 mph, with gusts as high as 35 mph. Chance of precipitation is 80%. Little or no snow accumulation expected.

Monday: Rain and snow showers likely. Cloudy, with a high near 40. Breezy, with a west wind between 20 and 25 mph, with gusts as high as 35 mph. Chance of precipitation is 70%.

Monday Night: Rain and snow showers likely, becoming all snow after 2am. Cloudy, with a low around 32. Northwest wind between 10 and 15 mph, with gusts as high as 25 mph. Chance of precipitation is 70%.

Tuesday: A chance of snow showers, mixing with rain after 2pm. Mostly cloudy, with a high near 39. Chance of precipitation is 50%.
Tuesday Night: A chance of snow showers. Mostly cloudy, with a low around 30. Chance of precipitation is 30%.
Wednesday: A chance of rain and snow showers. Mostly cloudy, with a high near 45.

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