Weekend Kick Off Starts With The Red Barn Roundup.
Oct. 19 – 21 The Red Barn Roundup
All you Type 2 folk can camp on the property next door to Chirco. Last year’s events included live music, raffles, prizes and an extreme amount of fun. Please contact Juergen 520-906-0757 or firstname.lastname@example.org for more information. The Red Barn Roundup has become a “must-do” event for many campers. Chirco is not responsible for any of the havoc that tends to happen during this shin dig.
Cost is FREE
Oct. 20 – Pre-Bugtoberfest BBQ
The BBQ will be held at Purple Heart Park in Rita Ranch, We will start the cruise from Chirco on Saturday at 11:00 AM please be here around 10:30 to get in line, we will have maps available at the store for you. The cruise will head out east for a scenic ride out old Spanish trail and end at Purple Heart Parts. This ride takes about 45 minutes. We have the large parking lot and shaded Ramada right off Rita Rd. Come hang out with us for a few hours, mingle with our fellow VWers and have a great relaxing time.
Cost is FREE
Oct. 21 – The 23nd Annual Bugtoberfest Show And Swap Meet
The show as always promises to be one of the most fun times you can have with your air-cooled car in Arizona. People’s choice awards, club awards, engine blow, awesome raffle prizes, Big Swap Meet, Music, t-shirts, posters, and a few surprises too. 8:00 Am-2:00 PM Sunday
Everybody knows we have been on a mission to buy as much used parts as we can store. These items are getting harder and harder to find. We have customers that would rather buy a used fender and restore it than to buy a new remanufactured fender. The fun part about buying used junkyards is finding the treasures. If you look hard enough, there will be the set of original sprint stars or the OG Empi parts from the Joe Vitone days. It is fun to hear Joe yell out “Oh my god, an original Empi GTV steering wheel”. You can always bet that where there are used parts, you will find us digging around looking for that Judson supercharger for a 36 horse.
If you ever come to Tucson and decide to take in a local car gathering, chances are you will see Britt and his insanely clean 1954 Right-Hand Drive Oval window Bug. Britt pretty much makes it to everything! I asked him one day if he ever takes a show off and he told me “This car sat for over 2 decades! I got time to make up for!” We thought it would be cool to give a little cyber shout out to Britt and honor the work he put in to make this car a staple in our local scene.
They Call Me Sam
Actually locals might refer to it as “The Poop Bug” because of the sticker on the rear window, but the car’s given name is Sam, and she’s about as far from “Poop” as you can get. Sam is a 1954 RHD Euro Oval. According to Britt he paid about $3,000 for this car some 20 years ago. It was painted but other than that it was just a shell.
After spending years denying the local car hawkers Britt found his motivation. It came in the form of his young daughter Brooke. I don’t know exactly how the conversation went, but I imagine it was something like this:
Brooke: Ga-ga goo-goo I’m a baby that can barely talk. Why come you not drive Sam daddy? Britt: Well…Daddy is kinda acting like a bump on a log when it comes to the car sweetie. Brooke: Well, me think you need to get off your hinder! Me want you to take me to first day of kindergarten in it! Britt: Did you just say “hinder”??
So Britt promised Brooke he would drive her to her first day of school in Sam and the rest is Tucson legend.
Britt put in countless hours. Finding vw parts was difficult at times but fortunately he lives very close to Chirco so we saw him quite regularly.
I happen to know Britt personally so I can tell you what a hard working focused individual he is. I’ve never shared that I think he’d make a great Barney Rubble for Halloween…oh wait…I guess I just did. Regardless Britt is always willing to lend a hand whether it be here at Chirco for any of our events or if you’re a local and you need help with your car. Having done most of the work on his car by himself he has become quite skilled at everything from engine building (like his 1776cc) to wiringand all the good stuff in-between.
I mentioned that he did 98% of the work because I wanted to make sure Buford got credit for his 2%. Never known a guy with a pet pig before, much less a pet pig that can sync carbs and bleed brakes, but Buford is as unique a creature as there is.
Fastforwarding through all the blood, sweat, tears, and pig chow…Britt accomplished his goal!Here’s a pic of the smart beyond her years Brooke on the first day of school.
I get to see Brooke who is a bit older now every once in a while. There will be a little teasing about that picture, just sayin.
Since Britt got the car “sea worthy” he is constantly improving it. Future plans call for a new paint job as this car is an actual driver. If you attend the Jerome Jamboree you’re likely to see a RHD Oval there with a tent and a guy that looks not too unlike Barney Rubble swinging a sword to keep those Jerome crazies from turning Buford into Breakfast! OK, ok…Buford doesn’t ride up to Jerome. I made that up. He has family in Camp Verde, AZ so he stays there while Britt and Brooke go to Jerome.
Chirco is honored to feature Britt, Sam, Brooke, Buford and we really need to say something about Britt’s much better half, Heidi. She’s another community staple and Chirco really appreciates all their help and participation over the years.
Once again, the following list is absolute fact!!… with several intentional un-truths and exaggerations thrown in for peaceful purposes only, ok?
Here we go.
5: The “No I don’t really need to see your license or registration, I just pulled you over to look at your car” deal.
I like police officers…don’t get me wrong. I respect the job they have to do and I appreciate the fact that they do it. However, you need to understand that there will come a time, and depending on what your car looks like, maybe several times when you are going to be heading somewhere and all of a sudden you see those lights in your rear view. The panic courses through your veins like a surging European soccer crowd. You can’t think of a thing that you did wrong.
You pull over and the officer literally skips to your window and he just smiles as you finally give up on trying to roll down the window cause your regulator decided it needed a smoke break and you open the door. Officer Happy-McHapperson asks you for your license, registration and proof of insurance, WHICH YOU HAVE. He pretends to glance at your paperwork but you notice he’s checkin out your wheels. He asks “So do you know the square root of the coffee cup button wood laminate shell toe?” as he’s gently caressing the roofline of your bug. Then he mumbles “ooo yeah…I love these babies”. Still ignoring you. This can go on for an hour or more. Then he’s going to shake himself out of his stupor of amazement and give you your stuff back then say “Try to keep keeping it under the limit.” ??? As you drive off you see him waving gently.
When this happens, just go with it. He can’t help it. He had to see your car…HE HAD TO! He also had the means to make you stop so he could take a big steamy gawk at it. You just let it go. Someday you may need his assistance and he will remember..trust me, it’s happened. Plus, all things considered it was kinda cool.
4. The sell me your car for “dollar amount” situation.
So…this can happen anywhere! On the freeway, in a hospital parking lot, outside a restaurant, at your family BBQ or at every gas station you ever stop at!
Some person is going to walk up to you, look you square in the eye and say “I got $10,000 cash right now. Sell me your car.” If you’re me you scoff and pffft and say “naw man…she’s not for sale.” The guy deepens his eyelid-less stare and says “$20,000.”
Now here’s what I do.
First I ask him if he has the $20,000 all in nickels. I understand that is a lot of nickels but I’m curious to see the pockets that can hold that many. Mine can hold like 9. I don’t know…that’s just me I guess. Then I think to myself. Who has $20,000 in cash on them? I’ve seen shows on TV where a fella has that kinda money, but he’s usually unsavory and unless he’s a super slick fine art theif he’s probably a bad guy. (I know I know art thieves are bad too, but I did say “super slick” so that’s different. ) I have also heard of people walking up to others at shows like the VW Classic with a suitcase full of money (non-nickels) and buying cars on the spot. Now unless I am in fact at the VW Classic the best move is to repectfully decline and laugh while desperately looking for my cop buddy Happy McHapperson. In most cases the guy with the $20,000 justs wants to see what you say. He may be interested in your car, but beware of Greeks bearing nickels.
Know what I’m sayin?
3: The, Hello I’m city traffic and a different person would like to have a meaningful conversation with you at every stoplight even though you really need to get home cause you have to pee situation.
Pretty much explains it all. Every single light, if you look over someone is smiling. If you hold that look for more than 3 nanoseconds they start motioning wildly for you to roll down your window if it’s not already down. You hope with all the hope in your being that your regulator is taking another smoke break, but nope…your window will glide down smoother than it ever has since you’ve owned the car. (Note: Window regulators are kinda like the acquaintance that you have that really really likes to give you a hard time because he’s pi__ed that he has to live behind a door panel.)
Once your window is down the person is going to be like #6 on this list, or for that matter any number on this list! You only have like 60 seconds at the light, you don’t have time to hear a life story, plus….you have to pee!
The light turns green and you are finally free!! You make it to the next light and your previous light pal is gone, but you, even though you know better, look to the other side and sure enough there’s smiling, a 3 nanosecond wait and then the arms start flailing wildly….stupid regulator works again and now you’re hearing about a 336 Hemi again!
Here’s how to handle it:
Buy a hat…a big giant straw hat. You pull it down to almost the kid on Fat Albert level and you just drive!! Your bladder needs you to do this. Don’t look around at lights! Don’t take that kind of chance. If they really want to talk to you and they have the means, they’re gonna pull you over anyway…right?
That was an easy one.
2: The I’m not smart enough to realize that you have a 4 cylinder car and this gigantic wing of over compensation on my “insert brand of tuner car” is compelling me to want to race you really really bad.
Technically your car can be running on half a cylinder, spewing smoke and shaking like a paint can at Ace Hardware, and some tuner person is going to roll up next to you with a DOHC 80 bajillion valve, crazy whiney zipper sounding muffler, and a wing so big it looks like they took it off a stealth fighter jet or something. Your big hat and not looking trick won’t work. He’s doing his zipper revving inch worming move….he wants to race…bad.
Here’s what you do.
Remember Marty McFly. Light turns green. Let him go. It’s not worth it. No matter how fast, he’s nowhere near as cool, plus why risk it. This is a lesson I’ve learned, through experience and through things that have happened to others in our hobby. Your cop friend won’t be nice if he sees you do this. Plus some of that wing glue might get on your car and then it’s like an infection. Let him go. You have better things to do.
1: The “You love your car more than me” Situation.
Ok….this is real right here. Your significant other may say something like that to you one day. Your kid(s) may say something like that to you one day. No need for an illustration.
Here’s what you do.
Option 1: You can look him/her/them right in the eye like you have $20,000 in nickels in your pocket and say “Yep” then walk away.
Now…if you have eyes in the back of your head and can see shoes and kitchen utensils flying at you, this is a pretty good option. If you don’t you might want to try Option 2.
Option 2: You do your best Bugs Bunny sad eye look and you say something like “Family member…I’m shocked that you would think that. You know how much you mean to me. I mean yeah, I forget your name on occasion and yeah I give the car presents and stuff but that doesn’t mean I love it more.” Then quickly pop the emergency alka-seltzer you keep in your back pocket into your mouth! Fall to the ground and start flopping around and foaming. (Note: If you are a natural foamer just do it!) Distracting your almost as much as you love your car loved one is a sound tactic and it’ll work!
It’s a lot better than telling them truth.
OK…I guess that’s it. I know there are many other common things that will happen to you and I encourage you all to discuss them. Thanks for reading and sharing.
Keep driving your VW…it’s the best vehicle on any road, anywhere.