In moving West this August, I have immersed myself in the local Mini club. It’s what we do as Mini owners – we get together, we talk cars, we turn wrenches, we share meals, we go for drives. The Portland club has been around, in one form or another, for as long as the new generations of Minis has been. And with that, so have their organized run – planned events and drives, wherein someone marks out a route and leads others on a drive, usually because of the value of the route itself. Mini owners like curves, they
Twice this summer, I drove West across America, as part of our relocation from Charlottesville to Portland, OR. Twice. I know a lot of people who haven’t done it once, and I had the good fortune of doing it twice such in this golden summer.
The kids and I made one last Mini adventure today: Ka’ena Point Satellite Tracking Station. Me, at the far point. If you remember, about a month ago the kids and I went to ride bikes at Ka’ena Point State Park and had an awesome time. When we were doing that, I noticed some odd structures up on the ridge above the point itself — one of which looked like a giant golf ball. Look for the golf ball. Today, we went to that golf ball, and to pretty much all of the other stuff up there. A guy I
The wife and kids and I went to MINI to the Max at Aloha Tower on Sunday morning, here in Honolulu. It was a mix of a Mini car show, toy drive, and sales event for the local Mini dealership. It was sponsored by the dealership, the local Mini club (Hawaii Mini Motoring Club), and a few others. One thing I did get a chance to do there was talk about my Mini, and Minis in general. Not hard to do — I love my car, and I love the Mini. And I love my Mini adventures — I
K and the kids and I headed off this AM for coffee with the Hawaii Mini Motoring Club. I’d been in touch with some of the gang online, so it was a chance to say hello and put faces to names, and to ask a ton of questions. Today was, apparently, the smallest gathering in known history. We counted maybe 15 or 18 Minis. Last month, they did a drive across the island — 51 Minis. While there, a few of the folks said, “Oh, you should go drive up to Tantalus. It’s really pretty.” So we did. K
We went and got her from the port today. She’s got two new and tine scratches on the passenger door — the shipping folks acknowledged that the scratches are new, so we’ll work out something to get her fixed. It’s why we have insurance. I was thinking earlier that the arrival of Tess Turbo marks the closure of a pretty good summer of motoring. Since late August, Tess Turbo and I made it through the Nordschleife at the N?rburgring, across the Alps, onto a boat to Baltimore, across America to Kansas City via Hermann, MO, and then on to
Hey, Tess and I made it onto Killboy’s blog (here). He’s the photographer at the Dragon, the best and the best known. He posted me and RudyT — pretty cool.
I drive a 2006 Mini Cooper S. I am, in every sense, just your typical Mini owner, in that I am as fanatically obsessed with my Mini as the next guy or gal. I love my Mini. I love driving my Mini. And I love my Mini adventures. I’ve got a running list of adventures that I’ve had in my Mini. It looks something like this: * Going full throttle on the autobahn * Driving the Odenwald * Sunday drives the Black Forest / Schwarzwald * Driving the Black Forest from end to end * Driving Poppa Bear Point
It only took 34 years to get around to making another Italian Job movie. What brought that about? The return of the Mini, of course. This isn’t a sequel, and it’s not a remake, per se. Mark Wahlberg plays Charlie, Donald Sutherland plays his mentor, and the ever beautiful Charlize Theron plays Steller, his daughter and Charlie’s love interest. They go to Italy with a crew to pull off one more job, the one that will let them all get out of the business. And they pull it off — only to have Ed Norton, as Steve, double cross
Oh, my God. Let me start with the obvious statements. Wow. (Repeat that about 83,000 times) I?ve driven other (fill in the blank) ? they don?t compare. These mountains go to 11. Nomnomnomnom. 4 days, 5 countries, 1742 km / 1082 miles. Google Earth file is here. Grab a beer, and get comfy — this is a long one.
26 April: New photos. 25 April: Update. Google Earth file, here. 13 April: Big day today. Me and the kids and the boys went to the Nürburgring today to drive some laps on the Nordschleife. Holy. Crap. The Nürburgring, known as simply “the Ring” by enthusiasts, is the name of a famous motorsport race track in Nürburg, Germany, built in the 1920s around the village and medieval castle of Nürburg in the Eifel, which is about 70 kilometres south of Cologne, 100 kilometres northwest of Mainz, and 120 kilometres northwest of Frankfurt. Originally, the track featured four track configurations:
Had to go to Frankfurt today, to drop someone off at the airport. Light rain, some traffic going there, but little rain and open roads as I got back on Autobahn 5 to head home. Before I got the new Mini, I’d heard that Mini’s guidance was “Not above 4000 rpm” which, really, just meant shifting early and following the speed limits in the USA. Well, here in Deutschland, I was told, “Try to keep it under 170 KM/h, and when you go over that, try not to do it for too long.” Wow, I love Germany. So, on
She’s here! After coming back from the States, I had to wait a couple of days before taking delivery of this, my new Astro Black 2006 Mini Cooper S. She’s all black — black body, black roof, black interior, black dash. Supercharged 1.8 liter 4 banger with something like 160 or 180 horsepower. It’s got GPS, decent speakers, comfy seats, a CD full of classic rock MP3’s, and it is a zippy little drive. I’ve already swapped out the mats for nice rubber ones (with the Mini logo, no less) and added the required fuzzy dice. I’m lining up