Westy Woes

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For the past few months, I’ve been experiencing a battery drain on the Westy. Originally, I thought it was the starter, but it fires right up with a jump start. This Christmas, I received a sweet portable charging station that includes; jumper cables, power outlets, an inflator, and USB ports. It’s really handy because now I can drive places and not worry about asking for a jump.

Gotta love the easy access to the battery.

I also replaced the window handles, again! It’s been a long-time coming, but GoWesty finally came out with their own industrial strength window handles. The ones I bought before were total pieces of shit. They literally snapped off in your hand with just a little pressure. They were so cheap I bought 8 of them and kept them in van. Before that, I had a small vice grip handy.

These better be the last handles I have to buy.

Last spring, my buddy Nick broke a handle off. He didn’t want to say anything thinking I might lose my shit. I whipped out my cordless drill and one of my spare handles and we were back in business.

Hopefully these new ones last. They better, they’re $40 a piece versus $4.99 for the others.

Run Westy Run

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The other night I sold my mountain bike to a guy on Craigslist. He and his son drove all the way down from Marin in a sweet 1987 White VW Westfalia camper. He had it all tricked out with a roof rack, ladder, and off-road tires. We were so jealous.

I told my wife about the guy’s camper and she had never really heard of them and right away said, “I want one.” We spent Saturday morning surfing the internet learning about the whole cult of Westys. That night, my son found an ’85 banana yellow one on Craigslist in Berkeley.

We checked it out the next day. It bucked, and shook and barely made it into the flow of traffic. Right away, I said, “pass, it’s a death trap.” We were back on line and found a 1969 camper for sale 45 miles to the east. We took it for a test drive and totally rethought the ’85.

The next day, I looked back on Craigslist and the owner of the yellow one had dramatically reduced the price. The difference was enough to cover what repairs we figured it would need.

So there it sits in our driveway waiting for it’s first appointment with the Buslab for it’s major makeover in a couple weeks.