I finally had a chance to drive my Westy this past weekend. Even though it is technically my van, I rarely get the chance to drive her because of problems with the fuel tank.
Anyone who has ever owned one of these vintage Campmobiles knows that if-ever it is left to sit (the gas in the tank) for very long, it either turns to muck if left full, or rusts if left empty. So…that is the ‘next’ problem we are aiming to tackle; or Hubby is that is. All I do is track down the parts and purchase them; Hubby installs and fine-tunes when the parts arrive. We work in shifts around here. ; )
But, needless to say, it gets REALLY frustrating that I can’t drive the van as often as I’d like to because, like most ‘mothers of toddlers’, I do not wish to get out in this crazy-city traffic and stall-out in the middle of the road. Yes, it happens to us all the time lately; a regular part of our weekend outings.
‘Not a problem for Hubby; he gets back there and just fixes whatever’s wrong, and we’re back on the road in no time at all. Me…? I haven’t-a-clue what to do when/if the van kills-over on me. And being out and about with little Nixi is not good if I break down in the middle of crazy traffic with her in the van. Not safe….not at all! So, I just leave the driving to Hubby…and eagerly await the day when the fuel tank isn’t full of muck-muck, and I can safely drive my van.
This week…I’m searching for a new/after-market fuel tank for our 71 Campmobile. So far…no luck! But, I’m kinda stubborn, so I won’t be giving up anytime soon. Never will I let a little thing like a fuel tank come between me and my van. No Siree! This Hippie Chick loves her Westy waaaaay too much to give up that easily.
Times a wasting…so I’d better get to it. Happy Travels to All!! Ching Ching!!! ; )