A long day ends in Homer

I know weird title.  I pulled into Homer, AK tonight tired, beat-down but relieved.  The fact that I actually made it here is a wonder in and of itself.  The story goes like this…

Me:  “Hey, I think Ill fly to AK one way, shoot some photos, buy a crappy car on Craigslist and drive home”

Everyone Else: “Your’re an idiot”

Me: “You don’t know what you’re talking about”

Everyone Else: “Ok.”

So, I get up here and all goes to plan and I am shooting great images and then I buy The Car.  The Car is a fine piece of Detroit steel all two bench rows and rear cargo area of it.  It will make a fine, fine chariot to deliver me from the North and enable me to see more and shoot more.  Until it stops running.  The Car runs fine for a little while and then on my way out of Anchorage yesterday it dies.  No worries, just a hiccup.  Then it dies again.  And again.  And again.  I think that it’s a fuel pump issue so I bite the financial bullet and take it to the shop.  A day later (today) I get the call…  ‘The fuel pump is fine.  We don’t know what’s wrong.’  Shit.  So, I’m in between a serious rock (The Car) and a hard place (time) so I just have to wing it and see what happens.  I get to the shop about an hour before closing time and talk to the mechanic.  He tells me that there is a minor sensor that is out of spec that we can replace but he is sure that is not the issue.  I tell him to replace it.  On his way back to the shop he mentions very casually that the throttle body was all gunked up so they took it apart and gave it a good cleaning, no big deal.  Well, hell, yeah it must have been a big deal because The Car is running strong and just tears up the highway now (as much as a 1990 chevy celebrity wagon can).

So, Im here (nowhere).  There is no more anxiety about The Car and I can sleep soundly.  Granted, it is going to take a few days of working the kinks out of my shoulders from all the stress in the last 36 hours but hey, that’s old news.

Moral of the story, buying a car on craigslist 6000 miles away from home is not for the faint of heart nor for the moderately intelligent.  Fortunately, I don’t fit into either one of those categories.


One thought on “A long day ends in Homer

  1. Go figure! The throttle on my VW was what finally did her in … traded her in for a nice used amazing Toyota Highlander … and she was a birthday gift so even better. Glad to hear everything’s going well for you now. Are you coming back to these parts?

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