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A Porsche Family, Again

Friday, March 15th, 2013
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We are now the proud owners of a 1976 911S!

Before I get too carried away with this post, there are two things I’ve been meaning to write about. I’m not really sure why I haven’t before now… I guess I just didn’t feel like it. If I had to pick something, I’d probably say it’s because I really didn’t have a lot to say about it.

1) My dad sold the 1967 911S my grandfather bought in Germany and brought back to the United States. This car stayed in my family, and was only driven by a hand full of people, from the time he bought it until my dad sold it in the summer of 2011. While it had always been considered an heirloom, the car grew to be far more problematic than it was worth. When a car leaving you stranded is a very real concern, it’s time to let it go. I looked forward to having the car but if I’m honest, having my grandfather’s shotgun isn’t a bad second choice.

2) Late last year, my dad sold the 944’s that we raced for 10+ years in the 944 Cup. This was an eventuality that’s timeline was fixed when Melissa and I moved to Seattle. I could go on for paragraphs about those 10 years; I’m not going to. It was a major portion of my life and one I’m very glad I got to do with my dad. I have one or two regrets, namely how abruptly it all ended and never winning a race, but by and large I’d consider the time extremely well spent. Aside from my relationship with Melissa, it’s the longest thing I’ve committed to in my life. I think that speaks for itself.

Where was I? Oh, yeah… we now have a 911. If this seems a bit out of left field, you’re probably not alone as the cards were kept pretty close to the chest on this one. I’m sure I’ll get a couple of the same questions, so I’ll attempt to answer them without having to make you ask. Hopefully I get them all.

I thought you wanted less cars, not more. What gives?
It’s true, we’ve been talking about becoming a one car family for some time now. Melissa is going to leave her car in Virginia to be sold by friends there. I’m also going to be selling my Subaru so we can buy one car that’s more suited for city living and can also be considered “ours.” The to-be-named replacement car will serve as our primary car for pretty much everything, so while not technically a one car family, it’s the car that will get driven by both of us most of the time.

What about your motorcycle?
As much as it pains me to say it, I am going to sell Emma. Unless I’m going to pay to park it at work and drive it all year round, owning a motorcycle in Seattle is not practical. I commuted for awhile last summer, but it got old pretty quickly. Now that I take the bus every day (for free), the bike has been relegated to when I get out on weekends during the summer.  While I love the thing, I just can’t justify paying $600+/year in insurance (plus registration) for two dozen rides max. I will probably buy something when Melissa and I are ready to explore the PacNW on a motorcycle, but I can’t see that happening in the next few years.

Are you going to drive it to work?
Save a rare occasion, I’ll still be taking the bus every day. Amazon pays for all my busing, so I only ever drive when I need to be at work really early or have something to do directly after work. I’d say I drive to work 4-5 times a month… and I’ll probably end up driving the 911.

Why this car and why now?
The short of it is that the right car came along without even looking for it. Older 911’s are getting very expensive, to the point that most examples are actually considered collector cars. It remains to be seen if this car will end up as a collector’s car, but it’s unlikely it won’t be worth at least as much if we ever decide to sell it. It was also a marriage of convenience given we’ll be going down to one car and the Ducati is heading to the chopping block. Now we’ll have something that’s fun, can be driven in the rain AND can serve as a backup vehicle.

What about the car?
It started life as a 912E and had ~50k miles on it before it was completely gutted, rebuilt and upgraded with a 2.7 L 911S engine. Given the only real difference between the 912 and 911 of the era was the engine, it’s now titled as a 911S. It’s got a bit under 6k miles on the rebuild, so it’s about as fresh as you’re going to find a 37 year old car.

You love personalized plates, are you going to get one for this?
Heck yeah! Washington actually lets you put authentic antique plates on cars that are at least 30 years old, provided they show the year the car was manufactured. A quick eBay search resulted in the plate below last registered in 1976. The number doesn’t have much significance beyond GT stands for Grand Touring (auto racing, etc.) but it’s definitely cooler than a random strong. The best part is I never have to renew them or pay for new decals. Score.

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What now?
It’s being shipped from Ohio to Seattle over the course of the next week. Then, we spend some time getting to know each other while Melissa finishes up grad school. Hopefully by the time she visits in April, the new car will have a name. After that, we live happily ever after.

Meet an Idol: Les Stroud

Saturday, February 2nd, 2013

DSC_4868I’m not really one to obsess over celebrities or well-known personalities. I have actors I like and women I think are attractive, but I generally don’t follow famous people or keep up with their comings and goings. Simply put, I just don’t care that much. If you asked me who the people were at the top of my Most Want to Meet List, nearly all of them are sports heroes from my childhood. The one exception to the list is Les Stroud.

Anyone who has known me for any length of time knows that I love the wilderness and have always been fascinated with survivalism. The movement has gotten a bad rap with the exposure of the nutty “prepper” community, however there are people who aren’t crazy that like the idea of being able to fend for yourself. I don’t stock my house with thousands of pound of food, but I’ve always found the idea of being able to survive in the wilderness really cool. I learned as much as I could growing up and even attended a weekend  wilderness survival class when I was a relatively wee lad.

When Survivorman started airing on TV, I was immediately enthralled. Here was a guy who decided to go out into nature and film himself living off the land for a week… while filming it himself. The show was real, unlike many other shows over the years, and the legitimate principles taught weren’t entertainment for entertainment’s sake. I loved the show and Les Stroud quickly became an idol of mine.

819209_10151220483371744_277582910_oAs one of the few celebrities I follow on Twitter and Facebook, I was stoked to see the Chase Jarvis show was giving away tickets to 20 lucky fans. If I’m honest, I’d never heard of Chase but I was all about seeing Les in person. It wasn’t until I e-mailed my entry that I realized the original tweet had been posted an hour beforehand. Given the tickets were going to the first 20 submissions, I gave up hope that I might actually win anything. Imagine my surprise when I got a response 15 minutes later asking if I was in Seattle or willing to travel there. I obviously answered I lived there and then waited 45 agonizing minutes waiting for a response. I suspect they were getting a lot of submissions for people who didn’t live in Seattle because the response contained details for admission to the show. I was beyond stoked.

I won’t bore you with the details of the show as you aren’t likely to find it nearly as amazing as I did. I’ll just say I was as giddy as a 12 year old girl meeting Justin Beiber and it’s an experience I won’t likely forget. Not only did I get a picture with him, I also got him to sign my harmonica. A harmonica I decided I wanted because he always played one on Survivorman. >_< Oh, oh! He said my harmonica was great and he had the same one except his is signed by Muddy Waters (whose brand of blues I particularly enjoy). How awesome is that?

As if the experience and mementos weren’t enough, I also get to cross the first 2013 item off my Life List.  “Meet an idol or childhood hero” can now join the ranks of “Attend a survival skills school”; hopefully to be (eventually) joined by “Attempt a wilderness survival scenario.” What else does 2013 have in store??

Full video of the show, including many shots of how thin my hair getting, can be seen below. My favorite part starts at the 1:22:30 mark.

Going Away Party

Sunday, December 11th, 2011

Last night we celebrated our last weekend in the area with a pretty monumental going away party. My mom was nice enough to host; my sister and her went through a lot of effort to make sure there was plenty of food, drink and Seattle themed decoration. This was somewhat of a huge undertaking because with the 40+ years Melissa and I have spent in the area, the invite list was well into the triple digits. We had about 75 people accept and even though 20-30% of them didn’t show or canceled last minute, we still had a ton of people partying.

I wanted to document the occasion, but I didn’t want to be tied to the camera all night. A few weeks ago, I got the idea to set up a very rudimentary photo booth so people could take their own picture. I knew I could tether my dSLR to my laptop with Lightroom, but I didn’t test the ease of use with it, a shutter release remote and the camera’s timer until a few hours before the party. Well, I’m happy to report that despite it being somewhat of a low effort first attempt, I’m really happy with the results.

We had people from so many different parts of our lives, I wish everyone would have take their picture. Unfortunately, we had to set it up somewhat out of the way and I kept forgetting to remind people do visit it, so exposure was a bit limited. Still, there is a decent number of pictures of guests and some very amusing ones at that.

Thank you everyone for your commitment to making the night one we will never forget.