1st/2nd July 2017
So what’s bin occurring…
Well I appear to have purchased myself a camper van! Now you are probably wondering what the hell I was thinking, a mid life crisis perhaps haha? Well while one of my good buddies was off on her adventures looking after turtles I decided to have a lil’ adventure of my own. Clearly I now had far too much free time on my hands and so I started mucking about looking to see what was out there… only out of curiosity originally… and then I found one I really liked, a camper called George… I ummed and arred, bit the bullet, made a few enquiries and then before I knew it I had a lil shortlist, think I must have checked out about 20 campers but when George’s owner started messing me about a bit I found Gully…
Now out of pure coincidence Gully lived in a place called East Boudon, I had never heard of it, but it turned out to be about 5 miles away from my friend Elaine’s house in Sunderland. And as luck would have it, it was the same week she had to go there to see about packing up the place for a future house move, so with a place to crash all was sorted and a rather lovely if not a lil’ freaky lil’ coincidence.
So I got the train up to Newcastle Friday after work, stayed with Elaine at her place helping her clear the place a little and pack some stuff up through the night and then checked out Gully in the process on the Saturday.
The purchase wasn’t as straightforward as it could have been and we had a couple of payment issues as the fraud protection squad decided to crack down on me thinking I was doing something rather odd, lol (clearly they had no idea just how odd I was being as they let me eventually get the payment through) but it all was finally all sorted Sunday 2nd July…
Anyway with the van purchased we sodded off back home to Derby on the Sunday evening, Gully now doubling as a removal van. I followed my friend Elaine back and it was a bloody good job to, it was an interesting drive to say the least. Gully is so much fun to drive and I swear he has a personality like a lil dopey Labrador puppy lol, you could almost see his tail wagging. I was grinning like a loon the whole drive back and going from the response of folk when they see him I think he has quite a lil’ fan club behind him.
All went well and at about halfway back we pulled into the services for a coffee stop without any probs at all. Shortly after leaving the services tho I noticed I was a lil’ lower on petrol than I anticipated and realised I wouldn’t get back to Derby without an emergency fuel stop, I think the lil spell I did at 80mph probably didn’t help, must have burnt like a gallon a second lol. Anywho I got a message to Elaine and we pulled over at Rotherham when I was cruising nervously on reserve fuel and things were getting a lil’ dicey and that’s where things went just a lil’ wrong.
I stalled it on the slip road opposite a maccy d’s and it just wouldn’t restart, all the lights went out and no power at all, eek. If that wasn’t bad enough I then got out to find a splattering of oil all over the back of the camper and noticed Gully had done a lil wee on the road too, ooops. Think he got must have got a lil excited. I put that down to oil pressure and temps and maybe in need of a new seal but I wasn’t to concerned as it stopped pretty much immediately.
So at a loss and showing my classic car noviceness, I phoned for a recovery and just before he was suppose to arrive we got a last minute call to advise that an ambulance had broken down with a patient in it so it had to be redirected to that job and were told we would have to wait another hour, but as it was totally understandable, it didn’t bother us. To be honest I found it all quite amusing as odd as that may sound. When the guy got there all was good with what I thought might be the problem i.e. battery or alternator (I really need to go back to mechanic school) and in the end he found a 10p fuse had blown in the ignition, that really was it, lol.
I quickly refuelled and got going again but now it was after midnight and very dark and it was then I discovered Gully doesn’t have lights on his speedo controls so I’m there driving the motorway with no idea how fast I’m going, I had to use the torch on my battery pack so I could see how fast I was travelling but while I was fumbling about sorting it out it must have looked like some sort of rave going on in the cabin from Elaine’s rear view mirror, which she did, I later found out, find very amusing!
Anyway finally got home just after 2am. Gully made it, around 160 mile drive first time out, and I was well proud of him, the fuse thing could of happened to any car, so kinda harsh to blame him for that, like I said he’s an excitable, dopey, Labrador puppy after all.
I do have a lil bit of work to carry out on him tho, his dash needs securing (it has no screws and jiggles) and the lights on it need sorting, the steering wheel could use replacing and the controls on it need tightening as I found I can rotate the block holding the indicator and wiper stalk controls with next to no effort at all (which was quite disconcerting when going for the indicator to find it had bobbled over to the top of the wheel), the window seals fall out when the windows are down and I sometimes need to open my door from the outside to get out but it’s mostly minor easily fixable stuff which should keep me busy for the next few weeks. Kinda all adds to it’s personality I guess, but mechanically it seems pretty sound (well providing I can get to the bottom of the oil thing anyway), brand new engine with only 8000 miles and drives like a dream. I’ll get him sorted tho and then the plan will be when I’m not using him I can maybe see about renting him out, so that maybe one of you reading this blog will take him out for an adventure of your own someday.
May the adventures begin 🙂