Rides Around: Stretch Wagon

We found another great ride for our Rides Around series!  This is a custom bug on a South Texas beach.

Someone enjoyed bugs so much, they wanted more.  Instead of getting a second one, they decided to add more to the one they had.

They cut the body and frame, added some body and frame and… voila!  A little paint and some elongated linkages, and this thing was ready for the sand.  The genius behind this knew the stock bug engine was a little light, so they went ahead and through a V8 in her.  That should do it…

The most amusing part of this long bug, is the fact that the owner stuck w/ this theme and has a longboard on top.

I applaud the creativity, apptitude, and drive this creation took from its creators.

Well done!

The Rig: Stretched VW Bug
The Location: Some South Texas beach
The Driver: a creative and ambitious Louisiana gentleman
The Special Circumstance: as a species, our creative well is limitless
Edgar~

Rides Around: Love Bug

We’ve received some great feedback on the “Baja Down the Baja” posts.  Thank you all for your comments, and for coming back week after week for the next day’s adventures.  We’re working on the final leg of it now, and have some great information and pictures to share with you this weekend.

The comments on the TSY page and the Facebook page have given us good insight.  This community enjoys interesting vehicles, and particularly Volkswagens.  This was also extremely evident during our trip, as people would honk and hoot and photograph the bug as they saw us roll by them on the highway.  So we’ve decided to feature a different rig weekly, and would love some participation from the tribe.

I’ll go first, but if you see a cool ride, please snap a photo and tell us about it.  If you have a special connection to your personal mode of transportation, we’re interested in that story too.  Maybe it has a name.  Maybe you remember your first car, your dad’s truck, the plane that dropped you in the Amazon, or that bike you always wanted and finally got.   It’s great to see how folks get around, and hear the stories behind the ride.

The first rig we want to feature is the “love bug”.  We found this flowery ride cruising the streets of Bucerias in Nayarit, Mexico.  It appeared to be a daily driver for the man behind the wheel, who was not afraid of expressing himself.

The Rig: 1960 something Beattle

The Location: the main drag of Bucerias, Nayarit

The Driver: a sensitive stranger

The Special Circumstances:  We were in a bug, when we spotted this bug, and appreciated it along with a guy driving behind it, who was also… in a bug.  Random VW parade.

Edgar~

Taking the baja down the Baja

To really tell this story, I must first tell you how the Green Meanie came to be.  Edgar and I had been to Sayulita quite a few times, and each time paid a pretty steep amount to rent a car.  You pay for the rental, but also for the Mexican insurance (check out VdM), since your insurance in the states is not accepted there.  This addition doubles the cost of the rental.  We talked about how it would be nice to have an older car there just to run around to restaurants, surf breaks and the airport… maybe something like a VW bug.

The idea sounded good, and it quickly moved from mere conversation to an internet search, and to a specific seller who appeared to have just the thing posted on Craig’s List.  It was green, mean, a little beat up and a lot loud.  It was a baja bug.  Our new friend had been working on it with his grandfather, and had even taken a trip to Mexico in it already.  It fit our needs and the price was right, so we made the deal.  The seller even towed it to my house, since my stick shift driving now is weak at best, and at that time, was non-existent.

I kept the bug at my place for a while, and taught myself to drive it on weekends.  I practiced taking it to the gas station, waving folks around me as I stalled at lights.  Edgar came to visit and we added gas and water cans, a high-lift jack, shovel, pick ax and all-terrain tires.  We ordered a few spare parts, and then a couple more, and stocked up on zip ties and black tape.  A stall mat made for a handy back seat cover, and I got my first drilling experience putting in some second-hand head rests.  We threw in some floor mats, ammo boxes for the glove compartments, and made sure we had a gallon of oil at the ready.

The Green Meanie was ready to go home.

Day One:

We left Sacramento with a back seat filled with tools and backpacks, and a roof rack topped off with surf boards.   I thought people might give us a second glance, but we were surprised to see how much people were really digging it.  We saw lots of thumbs up and plenty of cell phones out for photos as we rumbled down the highway.

Our first stop was Santa Cruz and the Ripcurl store.  Edgar wanted to pick up a wet suit for the cold pacific water, and I found a shorty that would be perfect a little farther south.  Our rig was drawing attention in the parking lot, so we figured we’d let people know where they could read more about our travels, and borrowed a sharpie from the shop.  We wrote our web address on masking tape and slapped it to the back windows on both sides.   Cheap, but effective.   (We actually have TSY stickers, but I neglected to bring them along, so the tape had to do.)

Marketing at its finest

We stopped every couple of hours for gas and to check the oil.  The gas gauge was sort of a guide, but not an exact one.  If it got to half, that was more like empty.  Did I mention we had a big gas can on the side?  We were prepared for long stretches without a gas station, and for pretty much daily guesses at how much we had left in the tank.   For a trip like this, the proper mindset is key.   Even though we had a mechanic go through it before we hit the road, (thanks FIDS of West Sac!) we understood there might be challenges, and we were ready to roll with them.

The first evening was a chilly one, and we threw on a few extra layers as we cruised into Ventura.  We knocked out about 400 miles for our first day, and we were pretty pleased.  We had hoped to find a restaurant open, but Saturday night was surprisingly sleepy, and we ended up ordering pizza in.

Day two began with a shocking theft, and moved on to a strange encounter with a surfer who sold coffee out of a VW bus.  Stay tuned….