Yep. I’ve seen that Pic before, description said the Booze was Leaking, Cops smelled it.
And the Tricycle Log Tractor? WTF is That?
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I’d sure hate to be driving one of those log trucks downhill.
“Johno would know”, I must remember to quote you on that repeatedly in the future.
What I do know is that people stress their vehicles to the point where something in the transmission or suspension fails, or they burn a hole in a cylinder. Usually this occurs many, many hours, or even days from assistance.
The smart traveler knows to carry food and water, to be resourceful, and if heading into the real outback to have means of communication if needing help, and a membership of a bloody good roadside assistance plan. That is, if you’re on a gazetted road or track, sucks to be you with a breakdown, or bogged so hopelessly that you just leave the car until the dry season, or have a medical emergency without a way to summon help. And if it isn’t a dire life-saving emergency, a way to pay for such help, accommodation at Busted Arse Roadhouse & Mechanical, where the only tourist sight to see is the graveyard of unlucky earlier travelers.
That photo is taken on a sealed road, so even if it took an entire day to reach a town, they weren’t in too remote a spot.
Just like in remote areas of the US, people can die if they make bad choices, but you won’t be robbed by desperados, or turned away without help from a remote cattle or sheep station homestead, even if they can’t spare the fuel even to sell to a bushed (lost) family of townies on tour, the bushies will give you food and water and maybe show your kids around the station while you wait for repairs to your car.
To my certainty, the only places in Australia where you’ll be turned away, or even detained, are the US military or spy bases, secret or not.
Oh, Cederq, thanks for posting images of older vehicles that have not been chopped and/or lowered. I do concede that if you own a car, you have the right to do whatever you want to it, but that doesn’t preclude me for wanting to take a pick-axe handle to the hands of those shitheads who ruin classic old cars and trucks with their ‘restomod’ treatment.
It’s akin to Bubba putting his grabby mitts on a classic Mauser, Lee Enfield or a Springfield service rifle in original condition, and ‘improving’ it by sporterising the poor thing.
What Bubba, and his pal Cletus with the lowered pickup, do not have is the right to destroy what are rapidly becoming historical artefacts, that really belong to all of us.
By all means, repair and restore, even modify to the extant of fitting better brakes, and hidden stereos and air conditioning, but that’s it!
5 must be a moonshiner.
Yep. I’ve seen that Pic before, description said the Booze was Leaking, Cops smelled it.
And the Tricycle Log Tractor? WTF is That?
Lumber yard tow dolley
I’d sure hate to be driving one of those log trucks downhill.
“Johno would know”, I must remember to quote you on that repeatedly in the future.
What I do know is that people stress their vehicles to the point where something in the transmission or suspension fails, or they burn a hole in a cylinder. Usually this occurs many, many hours, or even days from assistance.
The smart traveler knows to carry food and water, to be resourceful, and if heading into the real outback to have means of communication if needing help, and a membership of a bloody good roadside assistance plan. That is, if you’re on a gazetted road or track, sucks to be you with a breakdown, or bogged so hopelessly that you just leave the car until the dry season, or have a medical emergency without a way to summon help. And if it isn’t a dire life-saving emergency, a way to pay for such help, accommodation at Busted Arse Roadhouse & Mechanical, where the only tourist sight to see is the graveyard of unlucky earlier travelers.
That photo is taken on a sealed road, so even if it took an entire day to reach a town, they weren’t in too remote a spot.
Just like in remote areas of the US, people can die if they make bad choices, but you won’t be robbed by desperados, or turned away without help from a remote cattle or sheep station homestead, even if they can’t spare the fuel even to sell to a bushed (lost) family of townies on tour, the bushies will give you food and water and maybe show your kids around the station while you wait for repairs to your car.
To my certainty, the only places in Australia where you’ll be turned away, or even detained, are the US military or spy bases, secret or not.
Oh, Cederq, thanks for posting images of older vehicles that have not been chopped and/or lowered. I do concede that if you own a car, you have the right to do whatever you want to it, but that doesn’t preclude me for wanting to take a pick-axe handle to the hands of those shitheads who ruin classic old cars and trucks with their ‘restomod’ treatment.
It’s akin to Bubba putting his grabby mitts on a classic Mauser, Lee Enfield or a Springfield service rifle in original condition, and ‘improving’ it by sporterising the poor thing.
What Bubba, and his pal Cletus with the lowered pickup, do not have is the right to destroy what are rapidly becoming historical artefacts, that really belong to all of us.
By all means, repair and restore, even modify to the extant of fitting better brakes, and hidden stereos and air conditioning, but that’s it!