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Lincoln Highway Centennial Caravan:
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This page covers acquiring and preparing a 1963 Valiant for the trip. The latest entry is at the top.
March 7, 2011
And now she's house broken. The Valiant was a bit incontinent as regards
oil but the fellows at
Dave Forste's Car Care Center traced that to a leaking
rear main seal and it has been replaced. Dave was recommended by other car
folk and by friends who have known him since high school days as a guy who
knows how to work on fairly aged cars as well as the new ones. And so do
the mechanics he employs. I understand that Brandon, the guy under the
car, did most of the work on the Valiant but the fellow in the second
picture, Brian, also had a hand in things. That's Dave, who had a hand in
and an eye on everything, backing the car out of the garage. Dave's wife,
Nancy, usually handles things in the office but occasionally steps into
the garage area to hold up a car or
something. When that happens, I'm pretty sure
Binky is left in charge.
I took the car to Dave thinking it might need a front end rebuild but he says it looks pretty solid. He did do an alignment which helped tremendously. The car drives a whole lot better now though it still drives like a 48 year old car. Mental adjustment by the driver has also helped. They also replaced the fuel line which was badly rusted and brittle and could have led to some truly undesirable excitement. I believe the critical stuff has now been addressed and the car is at least safe to drive. Many things remain to be done before tackling the Lincoln Highway and, in driving the car, I'm certain to discover more. But I think I can pause the repairs for awhile.
As I looked over the elevated car in Dave's shop, I thought of the words of a certain four-wheeled sheriff, "Get a good peek, city boy?". Yes I did. And don't call me city boy.
February 8, 2011
She's no longer topless. That's not always what you want to hear but it
certainly was in this case. She, of course, is the Valiant and she now has
a new white top. That's Bob Dane standing beside her. He runs Dane
Upholstery in Morrow, Ohio, and is the guy who put that new top on. Not
only did he do the work, Bob sent me some pictures as things progressed so
I could see it
stripped to the frame,
with just the new pads,
and with a rear window. Bob is
definitely a good guy to work with but I was pretty sure of that when I
saw his office furniture. The shop is
right on US-22 which was once the 3C Highway but it's not easy to find
Route 22 upholstery. That Route 66 pattern works just fine.
January 11, 2011
If you've read the trip prelude entries or talked to me for much more than
half an hour during the last few years, You know of my plan to drive a car
half of the Lincoln Highway's age over its entire length during its
centennial year. In other words, drive a 1963 model car from New York City
to San Francisco in 2013. I'm a big car-guy but I'm not a big-car guy so
the various land yachts of the day didn't interest me. I'm also not a big
money guy, no matter where you insert a hyphen, and that ruled out some
of the year's true icons. I'd love to have an inaugural year Stingray or
Riviera or a second (and last) year Avanti but, even if I could somehow
purchase one, its care and feeding could easily shred my travel budget.
Fortunately, some Americans were downsizing in the early '60s and a rather
impressive variety of "compact" cars was available.
That downsizing was, to some degree, in response to small imports; in particular the rear-engine VW Beetle. There were Renaults and Fiats here and there but there were Beetles everywhere. I thought seriously of targeting a Beetle for my Lincoln Highway car but decided that I ought to drive the American road in an American car. I also ruled out the only rear-engine domestic, the Corvair, early on despite it being the first car I thought of when the idea of driving a fifty year old car in 2013 first formed. I've owned two Corvairs, a 1964 and a 1965, and liked them both. The Corvair was neither unreliable nor unsafe but it was, and is, uncommon. The car's unique mechanicals means that both parts and expertise are tougher to find than for its more main stream contemporaries. Limiting my shopping to conventional front-engine rear-drive American made compacts may have eliminated a lot but there was still plenty to chose from.
Even without the Corvair, Chevrolet was in the running with its Chevy II and General Motors also offered the Oldsmobile F-85, the Pontiac Tempest, and the Buick Skylark. From Ford Motor Company came the Ford Falcon and the Mercury Comet while Chrysler Corporation turned out Plymouth Valiants and Dodge Darts. The "Big Three" were honestly big in those days but they weren't alone. Studebaker and American Motors were still around and the Studebaker Lark and the Rambler American fit my basic criteria. Several listings for both drew some attention and a Rambler convertible earned a phone call but both lost out to the perceived relative ease of finding parts and smarts for cars from the "Big Three".
I guess the preceding serves mostly to explain why I ended up looking
primarily at Falcons/Comets, Valiants/Darts, and Chevy IIs. It was
intentional and, to my mind, logical. That I ended up with a Valiant was
mostly luck. That it's a convertible is even more luck; some good, some
possibly the other kind. I'm not certain that this particular vehicle was
ever 100% water tight but, if it was, it seems unlikely that it ever will
be again. Fifty year old rag tops are just like that. The name "rag
top"? It's a common slang term for all convertibles but it seems
especially fitting in this case. The car needs lots of things before it is
truly roadworthy but the top is the easiest to see and, in some regards,
the easiest to fix. Arranging for a new top was my first step in restoring
the Valiant.