2012 Pasadena Roadster Club Picnic

Goldie, fresh with shirts on, ready for an exit --27 miles of windy roads ahead.

I never got the chance to do the Pasadena Roadster Club Reliability Run, the last run being 2010's.  This year I got word early that there would be a picnic for invited cars only.  I wasn't going to miss it this time!

Pasadena Roadster Club Picnic at Newcomb's Ranch 2012

myself, Frank, Chuck

PRC, unable to continue the the very popular reliability/poker run due to "clerical issues", settled on a picnic rather then skip another year with no events like 2011.

In my mind, I was thinking it was going to be something like the Throttler's Picnic --a shaded local park, pancake breakfast, lots of spectators, cool cars all around.

I found out later after contacting members of the club and excitedly telling them, "I so want to be a part of it!", that it was 27 miles inside the Angeles Nation Forest.  At a secluded rest stop, also known as Newcomb's Ranch.

David Steele musician/hot rodder drives the Sparks roadster

Oh, I was still looking forward to the event.  But I would have preferred it maybe not so far from civilization.  I knew that it being so far inside the forest would keep spectators away... and it did... very much so.  I have to tell you, I like spectators.  They make a show fun, busy, buzzing.

It didn't stop the fun we had.  I took my wife Wendy, she always makes anything more fun.

Wendy bored, shoots us in a reflection

I was already familiar with Newcomb's Ranch, I spent two weeks there on a low-budget movie shoot (nothing you'd ever heard of), shuttling actors back and forth from LA.  This was years ago when gas was $1.50.

But what I wasn't familiar with was the forest anymore.  I was a little blown away when I saw for the first time since the fire ravaged these hills for miles all around.  I can remember the fires of 2009, it was bad that year.  The one in Angeles was called the Station Fire; 160,577 acres burned & killed two firefighters. 

After lunch, more talk, European austerity I believe was the topic

 

So sad to see so much destruction, nearly every mile we drove was burned.  I want to fondly remember it as it used to be, because it will take a lifetime for the forest to return to the green-emerald like place it was.

The drive to Newcomb's was a blast.  Although Wendy & I got off to a bit of a late start because I was still working under the car at 7AM at morning making suspension adjustments.

The love of my life, and my wife

We left home at about 9:00, stopping for a bagel nearby.  We reached La Canada at 9:40 and topped the tank off.  There was a '29 tub filling up too, so I knew I was on the right road.

The forest, not as I remember it.  Result of the Station Fire.

After a pleasant drive through the windy roads, we finally pulled into Newcomb's at 10:30.  Third to last to arrive I beleive.

Lots of chatting with pals, staring at cars, hot rod parts talk of course.  Lunch was nice.  I made some new friends.  Wendy discovered Lilacs grow there (because it snows, Lilacs need a frost).  And then we were off by 2 PM, satisfied.









FOR MORE, visit the HAMB's coverage including great photos of the cars: click here

Hot Rod Water Transfer Window Decals

Like a stick of gum in a pack of baseball cards, new speed parts all come with a brand logo sticker for the most part.  We stick it on our toolbox or designated wall, or we'll save in the drawer.  They are all made or paper and vinyl, they are bright and big to get other people's attention.  Parts makers want to make sure non-part owners see the logo even more then you.  Hey, you already bought the part, right?

And some of those stickers today are huge! Some as big as Oreo Cookie boxes --so big it covers over other stickers on your rolling tool cart.  Maybe it's on purpose.

But there was a time, many moons ago, before even the ubiquitous 'bumper sticker' was invented.  Back when one would order speed parts by mailing in a postcard and paying for it C.O.D.  Way back, when a Mustang was just a horse and there were no aluminum wheels. 'Stickers' were decals, and they were applied with water and patience.

Decals required minutes to apply, rather then a few seconds like a sticker.  They were smaller, because if they were too big they would tear when trying to get it off the paper due to their inherent delicateness.

They were also see-through.  And when applied to car windows, it was like colorful stained glass for passengers and a distraction for drivers.

Just like me, many of you have had practice with water transfer decals in our youth.  All scale model kits from the 1950s on, come with a small sheet of water transferred decals.  Aah, memories are flooding in...

Today, these vintage decals are like rare sports trading cards.  The ones that have survived decades at the back of a drawer, or unforgiving hand of a Virgo mom.  Will make their way to collectors and enthusiasts, who cherish them like the small gems that they are.  Representing a time you could recognize an engine by the sound it made, and when ice cream was only a nickel.

BIG 3, It's An Understatement!

Cars, Bikes, Trucks, Parts, and More all at the Big 3 swap meet! This '41 Ford was $2895.

This is one huge swap meet!  2012 was my first year going to this San Diego annual event.  Guys have always said I should go, and now honestly I am hooked.  Believe me, I'll plan on it every year from now on!

This show is really about the parts! Frontenac "Fronty" T head.

Miles and miles of sellers, in row after row arranged without any real logical pattern.  And it's true --there is no way to cover it all in one day.  For me, two days wasn't enough!  I am sure I missed some of it.  There was part of the swap beyond the car corral I never saw.  Some were saying this was the biggest year yet.

I was able to go Friday for the half day, and all day Saturday.  By the end, I was worn out!
After seeing how big this swap meet was Friday, my plan for Saturday was to go to go around to the far end and work my way back.  Well that backfired.  By the time I got to the back end, my bags were so heavy with parts, I bought a $25 wagon to save my arms.
I know, it's hypocritical after bashing wagons in an earlier blog post, call me douche-bag if you like, whatever.  I needed help!



For the last two years, 2010 & 2011, the rain had flooded the grounds to where some parts & cars were feet deep underwater.  Aah... this year it was nice and dry, cool sunny weather.  May have been the reason sellers were in abundance.




So much to see, so much to buy! Need a tractor?
There was more then just cars to look and dream about.











That stock 36 convertible didn't have a for-sale sign, but it didn't stop me from wishing I had it.









Now this car was a great deal!!  Everybody loves a 32 roadster.

Not 2012 priced.  wow.

Travis Perich's T project car on sale.  He's got some skills.  More on this T roadster, click here.










Lots of odd items to see or buy.  Need an old TV?  Look for the "house trailer".















How about a Elephant 'foot' stool?  Says it was made in the 1950s, $1100.  Tempting...







Now, I was actually considering this.  It's a 40's sprint type racing car.  Aluminum body, Model T frame, 101 Halibrand QC, and Daytons Wire Wheels.  But I have a T racer, and I used to have Daytons, so... I didn't get it.

Now to the stuff I bought!  Here is Friday's haul:

16x3.5 wide-5 wheel, some crank pulleys, SW gauges, 25¢ wrenches, NOS parts, Lucas fog lights, chrome trim rings, spring perches, and more --and all for great prices!

I bought the red shift knob I've been looking for.






Saturday was the long day, but I found so much!

Lots of seat belts, Burns intake w/81 Strombergs, tar top battery, two 16x4 wide-5s, more gauges, more spring perches, club plaques, cheap license plates, and lots of $1 parts.

My biggest swap produced the biggest bounty.  I'm loving it!

It Was A Good Run, Bye-Bye "Daytons"

A lingering reminder of the car that once occupied this space.

Yes, the car has been sold.  Trucked off today, on it's way to a new home --bon voyage mon ami.  Not to France, but to Japan.

It's been great to own this car for the last two years, the best really!  And in that time, numerous doors have been opened to me as an owner of a real vintage hot rod.  I can’t even count all the new friend and acquaintances I’ve made simply by knowing I was associated with this car there were so many.

Daytons, you will be missed by many. But I knew I wouldn’t own it forever. Hey, I got to make room, right?!?

I can’t say owning the car has been always easy either, there have been times the car was a real bitch to me.  Sometimes it felt personal!

The car has let me down several times, twice due to ignition problems. Like the time the breaker points broke the morning of load-in of GNRS.  And when the coil that burned out while at the Petersen.  But I sorted those problems out, and the car was better for it.  Giving your car the bird doesn't fix it, I learned

Knowledge, another thing I've gained in the short time it was my car. Priceless info like; how hot rods were build over half a century ago, 3-piece hoods, lead filler, slanted windows, and much more.  Gosh, that A-V8 had it all. I might just miss it more then I thought.

Yeah, that's me.

A Steering Arm, The Old Fashioned Way

Vintage chrome steering arm from the 50s on Daytons.

Plans were in the works for a steering arm for the T roadster for a while.  The arm had to elevate the drag link high enough to clear the front shock.  I have the steering box inside of the cowl, so it is a bit inboard unlike most other cars where it's outside the frame.  Normally shock clearance wouldn't be an issue.




Factoring in that the drag link should be parallel with the hairpin radius arms to stave off bump-steer, my steering arm has got to be plenty tall.  It's a lot to think about when making a seemingly simple part.


I'm using this vintage arm I got off the HAMB classifieds. I know it's old because I've seen it for sale in 50s catalogs.  Plus it's identical to Dayton's (except for the chrome).






Because the arm will be up at a 45º, I added 2" to the template to compensate for the latitude.




Now cut out I traced it onto 3/16" steel plate.






Comparing it to the old steering arm, I marked points where I should heat bend it.

Using the rosebud attachment on my oxy/acetylene torch, heat bending this was probably the quickest part of this project.
The rosebud tip heats the steel to a dull orange glow in less then 1 minute.  It's done so quickly & easily, one is left wondering why doesn't everybody have one of these!






Now you are sort of seeing where this is going.




You might notice now that the thicknesses aren't the same new & old.  The vintage arm is 5/16" thick, the new is 3/16".  I'll be adding strength to the arm later.

Like the hairpin frame brackets I made in an earlier blog post, I'm using Speedway Motors tapered-hole 'shock eye' for the tie-rod end attachment.











Simply MIG welded in and then ground smooth with my new Makita grinder.

I also drilled 1/2" holes to match the 1937-41 Ford spindle.

Lots of height --more then enough to clear that shock, etc.

Here is that strengthening I mention earlier.  It is 1/8" steel bar bent and filed to fit the perimeter.

I'm coping something I saw on a sprint car I thought looked good in Gary Schroeder's workshop.

Tacked on strips before fully welding, now you get the idea of what the finished product will be.

Now, imagine it fully smoothed and chrome plated!  Are you as excited and I am?