Fast Red Cars from the Limerock Parade

The parade left the Limerock track and circled around till it came to Falls Village CT and we had food and drink for a benefit for the Fall Village fire company.

A Reliable Car for the Winter

Well! I regret that the 944 is in the garage...in a coma!
I made the classic mistake, I did NOT immediately change the timing belt, a year ago, when I brought the car and now we have damaged valves!
OK! I am an artist and not a race car driver. I am embarrassed because I am a reasonably good mechanic.
What I think happened was that I let my artist-self take control and since the car was running, I let my mind focus on styling and restorative issues. Pretty easy to do for me, but oddly it is something I often criticize my wife for doing! She is an interior designer and somethings can reverse the "Form follows Function" rule.  As I have done here. UGH!

Second mistake was to think that I could use this car, this 28 year old car, as transportation.
It is a project car. It will be fixed and it will be allot of fun.
I have replaced that idea with this 2006 4X4 pick-up truck to get me through these upstate NY winters.
On a brighter note, I did see three red 944's on the road this weekend, all driving to Limerock Raceway
 

Valet Parking

I think that I have seen this car in this state, more than any car I have ever owned.

Sketching at the Train Station

Today I had a lay-over on my train trip to the country. It was a beautiful day. I had to wait about a hour with a view of the parking lot. So I opened the sketchbook.

Porsche Passion

From 1962 to 1965 I got the opportunity to go to summer camp for the entire summer in Nova Scotia. I was living in Northern NJ and this was quite special and a unique experience for a kid that went to public school. The experience shaped my life in many ways and this post is about one of them.
We traveled to camp by bus to Bar Harbor Maine and then sailed across the Bay of Fundy on the Bluenose ferry. It was a six hour trip and all the camp boys had the run of the ship. During the 1964 trip I was exploring the lower decks were the cars were parked, when I came upon this green 356 Porsche. In the car was an Afghan hound and just outside the car stood the owner, a young guy, probably on summer break from college, eating peanut butter and jelly. The car was packed like someone on a road trip. I remember thinking this was all very cool. I may have seen a Porsche before, but this car stuck in my mind, I was 14.

When you first start a blog you feel like you are talking to yourself...because you are!
If you do find this site please follow and comment. I know that there are many car enthusiasts out there, with stories that are more than just mechanical motorhead stuff, though that is welcome too.

Art & Cars

Acrylic on Paper 10"X12" 

This is my second post of this new blog. I write another blog all about my painting and art pursuits and there will likely be some cross over. This blog is going to address a more focused aspect of this new interest. I intend that my posts will illustrate my entire experience with this car and other motor vehicles I have owned or wish I owned or just come in contact with through friends and travels.

The painting above is a plein-aire work I did last October, when I drove up to my studio with my newly acquired car and decided that this is what I should paint that day. It is not painted from a photography, and I am not an artist that regularly paints cars.

I will something journey into the detailed mechanical workings of this car. I have some (limited) skills).
I think the entire experience is broader than that

 

The Car

This is the Craigslist ad for the Porsche 944 that I responded to, in July 2010.
It was a week before my 60th birthday.
I really was in need of a practical car. A 4WD Jeep or maybe a pick-up truck. Most of my life I had to be "practical" even having to have a basket on the front my bike so I could go to the grocery store for my Mom.
I have owned 6 Volvos and 3 were station wagons. Now we have a fast red car, so much for practicality!