Monday, December 01, 2008

Chicagoland Fiat & Lancia - 2008


Chi-FLU Pano Shot
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.


Hello, internet, I've missed you!

So, it's been an interesting year. The last time I posted, it was October of '07, and I'd just driven my Spider to Luddington for the West Michigan Fall Color Tour.

Ah, how far we've come since then!

My Chicago Fiat club was about 20 members, Gretchen and I were still dating, I had two Spiders, my job was awful, and...

Well, all that's changed!

Gretchen took 'her' Spider and left. I got a puppy for Christmas. My Fiat club now has more than SIXTY members! I now enjoy my job. And I even have (yet another) Fiat Spider to revive over the winter!

Want to hear about it all?

Stay tuned...

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

The West Michigan Fall Color Tour


Glen Haven
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.


We left LATE Thursday night (totally my fault as I'd once again bit off more than I could chew!) after trying to do WAY too much to my Spider before we left. We got checked into our hotel in Milwaukee about 2am...just in time to be up at 5:30am to catch the 7am Ferry to Muskegon, Michigan.

A smooth 2.5 hours later, we got off the ferry in Muskegon, and drove to the intersection of M-37 & M-82 near Newago, to meet up with two other cars at the High Rollway State Park. Mike & Missy Bouse were in their white '78 show-car, and Tom & Cindy Walters were in his gold X. We had lunch at the Red Anchor Restaurant, and enjoyed the time chatting & catching up. From there, we drove up M-37 all the way to Traverse city - 3 hours to go 137 miles on a lovely old "blue-line" highway!

We then took M-22 up to Peshawbestown, arriving at The Lodge about 5pm. Everyone checked in, and about 6pm Al & his wife Maureen showed up in his pretty red '82 Spider. We all went down to Sutton's Bay to Boone's Pub for dinner, and predictably, the conversation kept coming back to all things Fiat!

Saturday morning we headed back down to Sutton's bay for breakfast and a morning of shopping. A few hours later we hit the road for the Leelanau State Park just north of Northport. The historic lighthouse was very pretty, and on the rocky beach we found a cool old rock-totem.

Which Missy knocked down..."accidentally"...which of course we all had to make fun of! (I named her "Princess Falling Rock")

We then went down M-22 a bit further and stopped for lunch at Fischer's "Happy Hour" Tavern, a neat little road-side place where supposedly the owner was a former Fiat owner. Sadly, he was not there, but the lunch was good anyway.

From there, we drove onto Historic Fishtown in Leeland. Much shopping was done, ice cream was had, and after a brief, sweaty hour, we all needed to hit the road again for some breeze! Apparently the old buildings there are historically correct and have no air conditioning!

Tom & Linda headed off to a winery, while Mike & missy went back to the lodge to meet two incoming couples. Bob Reigel & his wife Laura in a Subaru (his Spider is in intensive surgery at Jon Logan's shop in Ohio), and John Alberts & his wife Rachel in their nice red '78 Spider named "Folly".

Gretchen and I opted for an around-the-penninsula tour that took us from Leeland, through Port Onedia, to the old cannery at Glen Haven, through Sleeping Bear Dunes National Park & it's scenic drive (where the Fiat startled a VERY LARGE DEER than nearly ran us down!), continuing down to Empire where we enjoyed their beach & lighthouse. We then hopped onto M-72 across to Traverse city - a lovely drive through the middle! We made it back to The Lodge and had dinner with the entire group at the Casino's Buffet.

Sunday we hit the road at 10am, up North through Northport, then down the west side of the peninsula through Glen Haven, the Sleeping Bear sand dune park (where Bob split off), through Empire (where Al split off), down through Frankfort (where John broke-off) and the last three of us had lunch at the A & W. Mike & Missy went their way afterwards, and we followed Tom and Linda for a bit before we were back on our way to Muskegon where we caught the 5pm ferry.

The sun set while we were on the water, and it was pretty darn cool when we off-loaded from the ferry, so we drove with the top up until Beloit, where we had some French fries, put the top down, and cruised leisurely the last hour home.

We got back to my house about 10pm. A little over 800 miles in an antique Fiat! She performed without a hitch, and I couldn't have been happier!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Check Writing


The Pair
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.



The '83 "Blue Bomber" is at Giovanni's shop getting a rebuilt trans, oil pan, oil pickup, front end bushings, center bearing, u-joints, new distributor oil seals, full tune up, and a re-working of the heat / vent and window crank systems. I have two replacement "turbo" style rims coming in from Ohio, and Firestone-Bob is getting me some nice tires at an excellent price.

Most of this I was planning on doing a bit at a time over the course of the winter...but when my trans blew & left me stranded, it was time to admit I'd left a few things too long. This way it'll be in GREAT shape for the Oct 6th Leelanua Penninsula drive w/ WM-FLU. Thinking about taking the Milwaukee ferry over next Thursday night, maybe Friday morning. And the next weekend, there is the Milwaukee area cruise with Chi-FLU! It'll be nice to enjoy the end of driving season, just in time to button her up for the winter...

The '69 "Red Barron" got driven to work today. Monday night and last night I was using the new tap and bolts (Thanks Steve!), and an apparently INCOMPLETE description in BOTH the Haynes manual AND the shop manual as I tried to compress the piston into the caliper to attempt re-construction. What a pink-pickled-pucker of a job! It's a damn 3-dimensional jigsaw puzzle! Trying to re-assemble all the pieces, while keeping them where they need to be, getting stuff aligned...WOW...

From this point forward in my life, I consider money spent at a good brake shop WELL SPENT!

But - I got it done! Now I know enough to appreciate the job, and be able to speak fluently to those doing the job themselves.

The Red Baron still needs a good bit of work before I'll trust it on longer drives. I'm swapping the coil & dist for the electronic ignition I got from John Logan's infamous '83 Lancia Zagato. It'll be nice to get rid of those points, condensers, and the old style coil with the ballast!

The carb still needs tweaking, and it's got an awful exhaust leak - admitting I'm immature here - IT SOUNDS AWESOME! Not sure what's up with the coolant system, but when the car is warm, the higher level of coolant in the overflow bottle looks like a blended smoothie. Guess I'll flush the system, & see how it looks at that point. The electrical systems needs a bit of TLC - I think cleaning the fuse contacts & pinching them for better connectivity will solve 90% of the little things. Then I can worry about replacing the carpet, new map pockets, a replacement dash, and upgrading the dash-wood.

It never ends, does it? It's FUN, though! It's AMAZING how different these two Spiders are...BOTH are a scream to drive, but very, very different.

Learning To Curse In Italian


Bookends
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.



Monday the 24th, I had ROTTEN luck both Spiders...

The '69 "Red Barron" with the so-called minor brake issue continued to perplex me to the point of creative cursing.

And tool-throwing.

I got the replacement brake bracket, and even some brand new bolts (custom made thanks to STEVE!) - and I THOUGHT I was home free...

However, the Gods Of Fiat Repair had not been adequately appeased.

I could not for the love of FETTUCHINI ALFREDO, figure out how you push the piston back in the dang caliper???

More tools were thrown.

So...after 3 hours of heat, humidity, sweat, and horrid mosquito-feasting, I decided to go for a drive in the '83 "Blue Bomber" to relieve the tension...

...and that transmission I've been limping through the summer with...PLANNING on replacing it this winter...

...well...BLAMMO!

That transmission is now in FIAT heaven, and I found out that my collector-car insurance DOES in fact cover towing...(Thank you, Haggerty!)...they just don't promise how FAST it'll get there! Especially when one is in the middle of nowehere...and I thought Cooter in his Tow Truck was going to exclaim "Gee Whiz, I always wanted an excuse to buy me a METRIC set of tools!", but he was actually very nice, and he couldn't have been more careful when loading my Spider.

Giovanni stayed late at his shop to meet me, and I thought he was going to offer me a kleenex when I saw the price, but he was actually very well priced. Of course, he just HAPPENED to have a freshly rebuilt transmission laying around...

Friday, August 31, 2007

314 Days, and counting...


740 Miles
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.

From Mike:

"Here is the game plan at this point.
 
Anyone that wants to tag along for part or all of the journey, I am organizing a cruise leaving Coldwater, Michigan on Thursday morning…departing at 8 a.m.  We will leisurely drive two lane roads to somewhere near Erie Pennsylvania and stop for the night around 5 p.m.  Note, that leaves a lotta time for goofing around on the way, or once we get there; the group will get to decide that before we depart.
 
Friday morning we will pack up and leave by 8 a.m. for the POCONO resort, yet to be named.  We can, as the group decides take our time getting there, or rush there and have lots of time Friday afternoon with the accumulating folk from around the globe.  Again, Friday’s trip will be exclusively two lane roads.
 
I am designating myself as route creator.  I will eventually choose the midway stopping point.  Other than the 8 a.m. departure times, and the maps prepared and handed out, everyone is on their own for costs, adherence to the schedule (or not).  If you see something you wanna do, feel free to do so, with or without the group.
 
If I work things out correctly, we will probably pick up a sports car club somewhere after 9 a.m. Friday.  And, about 10 a.m. we will start to see other FLUsters join our ranks, as there is a huge contingency of FLU folk living in Pennsylvania.
 
I will widely publicize our route, and plans beginning in February ’08, for maximum participation.
 
HAPPY MOTORING !!"

Mike Bouse
Secretary/Treasurer
WEST MICHIGAN FLU
a Chapter of Fiat Lancia Unlimited

http://flumichigan.italiancarclub.com/

Fiat Freak Out - 2008


Pocono Manor
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.


Woo-Hoo!

The date and location have been chosen!

Pocono Manor - July 11th - 13th, 2008

MARK YOUR CALENDARS!

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Oh, By the way....


Mutual Support
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.

You mean I didn't say anything?


Yeah...well...you know....

Most people who own an old Fiat Spider are a bit nuts.

Crazy. Bats in the bell tower...

Two months ago I bought the FOURTH (4th) Spider I've ever owned. Sadly, my 3rd one subcummed to bone cancer, and is now an organ donor. When I'd tell people it was my 4th Spider, they'd pause, and then ask for clarification "You mean you owned FOUR, but not ALL AT ONE TIME, right?"

Well, no, of course not. What sort of FOOL would own more than one Fiat Spider at a time?

Hello, my name is Lee Putman, and I just bought my FIFTH (5th) Spider, and I now have TWO (2) ...

AT THE SAME TIME.

Yes, internet, you may now loose your mind. I'm a crazy-man, and it you cannot understand why I'd do such an insane thing, it makes no sense.

...until you climb in and go for a ride...

Part Two


Token Shot at the GCN
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.

(Saturday Evening - 11pm-ish)

...things are re-installed on the car...

...feel ready to try it out...

...the hell with sleepy neighbors...

So, with the turn of the key, the car burps, coughs, spits, and dies.

On the second try, a spume of air/gas mixture pops straight up out of carb.

My assistant holding the fire extinguisher becomes visibly more nervous.

"Is it...supposed...to do that", she asks in a tone of voice clearly conveying SHE DOESN'T THINK SO.

The only thing I can think of to adjust is the mixture screw. I'd set it where I'd "heard" you should try it - 2.5 turns backed out after fully seating.

I turned it one more full turn in.

No change.

Another full turn.

Pop...stutter...chugga, chugga...

She runs!

At idle she's a bit rough...which at first concerned me, until I remembered the Previous Owner talking about the "radical cam" in the car.

Apply just a tad of gas...VROOOOM!

The car sounds GREAT. Of course, it has an exhaust leak and sounds WIDE OPEN, making it sound like an old 60's rally racer...but it makes me smile.

Immature? Yes!

Must...

Drive...

Car...

It's dark outside, overcast, nearly midnight, and the car is still largely unknown to me. I toss a few tools in the car, and attempt to figure out the lights.

There are two light switches: one three position switch on the dash, and a three position lever on the steering column. Apparently, the older models "should" have had a two position switch on the dash - "on" and "off" - using the "stalk" lever on the column to switch between "parking" (up), "driving" (middle), and "brights" (lower).

Now, first of all, who would think to LOWER a switch for HIGH beams?

After fiddling, I realize that dash switch is from a "later" model designed to be up "off", middle "parking", lower "driving".

The two switches would contradict each other - if the stalk is in the "up" position, the dash switch all the way down will NOT engage the lights!

So, with the lights figured out, we tear off down the road...and I mean TEAR! This car SOUNDS like it's ripping the road - the tuned exhaust is LOUD, and the "note" changes dramatically with the higher RPM's. This car is MUCH happier in the higher RPM's than my blue Spider. Blue Spider coughs above 4k...Red Spider SCREAMS with happiness!

SCREAMS....!

With the rain chasing us, we return home about an hour later. I can't wipe the smile off my face. This car...Man, it's...GREAT!

Sure, the interior is a bit rough, and the brakes rub, and the tires are bit questionable...but for a paltry 2k...this car is a RUNNER!

Sure it's 38 years old...BUT IT'S AWESOME!

Wheeeee!

Part One


Work Begins
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.

It's late Saturday evening, and it's been a cold, dreary, wet August day. Awful fro driving convertibles, great for wrenching on them.

I'm loosening a complicated bit of something I can't quite see, and it's jabbing me painfully in the wrist, and suddenly a bit of it flings off with slight metallic pings as it bounces throughout the engine compartment. It immediately goes through my brain that it's a clip on the accelerator linkage, a part painfully difficult to locate, practically on back-order since the car was made - as it's machined from unobtainium by a blind craftsman in the old country whose family holds the exclusive rights to that particular design of clip which no other automotive manufacturer has ever had the madness to use.

My EYEBALL would be easier to replace...Hmmm...where ARE the safety goggles...?

Nevertheless, I get the linkage disconnected, and actually figure out how to remove the entire carburetor. (By the way, at least one of the four retaining nuts CLEARLY cannot be removed without disassembling the entire engine) To the horror of women everywhere, I take the carburetor, walk inside, and sit at the dining room table.

I spread out newspaper, and paying VERY CLOSE ATTENTION, I slowly disassemble the complicated bit of machinery. Unlike the last time I did this (circa 1987), I now have to wear glasses. The bit of paper with the exploded mechanical view is sometimes more clearly understood when viewed upside down, yet this does not seem to instill confidence in my audience. Once down into the guts, and after I've spilled a bit of gasoline onto my rag, the carb is split in two halves, and the brass jets are exposed. These need to be swapped with other jets, kindly sent to me by the same parts guy who copied the instructions for me. He'd a assured me the swap was "no big deal", yet now the car was dysfunctional, with it's vital bits disassembled into a thousand parts on the dining room table. It reminds me of a scene from an old 80's movie where the mechanic gleefully exclaims "I always wanted an excuse to buy me a METRIC set of tools!".

However, the little brass jets unscrew just fine, and the replacements are marked clearly, even if it does take a jeweler's eyepiece to see the markings.

I get the whole thing back together, and the method to my madness pays off. As I took the thing apart, I carefully laid out the bits one-by-one - taking up a good bit of the real estate on the table. Re-assembly is then just the opposite, and I have a map to follow. I also now know which two screws are the main adjustments.

This is a BIG development.

An hour later it's back in the car, all assembled. It's 11pm. Do I wait for daylight to fire it up and check?

Hell No!

I hand the fire extinguisher to my startled assistant who clearly now has more reservations than she did a short moment ago. I dash around with excitement, clearing tools, prepping like a mad crew chief in an island revetment who's ready to yell "CONTACT" and pull the prop of his newly repaired fighter plane.

Insert key...

Pull choke...

Tap gas pedal twice...

Turn key...

(To Be Continued....)

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Thank You, Tim Beeble


Tim Beeble's '74 Spider
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.


I believe I mentioned in a previous post about my trip to The Pocono's in the late 90's, and how after seeing all the Fiat Spiders there, I was inspired to go find my '74, and become a Fiat owner after too long an absence.

That happened because of this guy here - Tim Beeble. I never knew his name until I met him at Fiat Freak Out '07.

Here is what happened...

The summer of '98 I got a job at an Ad Agency as a rookie Mac Support guy. Gary Cecil was the senior Mac Support guy, and he and I ended up becoming friends. When I found out he had a Motto Guzzi motorcycle, I told him I'd owned various Fiat and Alfa Spiders in the past. He suggested I tag along to the Italian Concourse d'Elegance.

Of course, I made a beeline for the Fiats. Yeah, sure there were a few X - 1/9's, and I'm sure an odd 500 or two. But the Spiders are what I remember. One guy had a VERY pretty metallic smoke grey Spider. It had a fantastic clear-coating job done on the aluminum head and cam covers, but the guy I will always remember showed up with just his front bumper.

Seriously.

Most of the Fiat people there seemed to know him, and had a fun time ribbing him, but the thing was – I totally understood. I realized these were my people. They were crazy just like me!

I got to talking to this guy about his car, and he extolled the virtues of the ‘74. He explained that it was The One Spider that was far and above the best model Fiat Spider EVER produced. Not that he was biased or anything...but the crux of the matter made sense. He explained the ‘74 was the last year with the old-style bumpers, yet it was the first year of the bigger engine. In ‘75, Fiat knew they’d be held to different emissions and safety standards, so the new, larger engine was brought out in ‘74 - but it didn’t yet have the whole gamut of emissions equipment holding it back.

It took me a year to find my ‘74. I never remembered the guy’s name, and I was SO proud of finding my own ‘74, I’d always wanted to show it off. I never even made it to any Fiat events. Then, earlier this year, my beloved ‘74 was declared structurally unsafe, and I was heartbroken.

All too quickly I jumped at an ‘83 Spider, and I made it to this year’s Freak Out by the skin of my teeth. I had a fantastic time. At the afternoon car show I was wandering around, and as I like the older models, I spent a good bit of time back in that section remembering my old ‘74 & ‘72 Spiders.

Then I see this nearly immaculate ‘74. The owner looks somewhat vaguely familiar to me, but I can’t place him within my mental Rolodex. Then I hear him telling someone how the ‘74 Fiat Spider was The Best Year Ever...

Lightening bolts went off in my head.

This was the guy!

In a torrent of babbling I told him about meeting him when he brought just his bumper to the Pocono’s, and he leaned back and laughed, and called out to another owner who’d been there, and would remember that.

THAT guy turned out to be John Montgomery, the cool guy who’d followed me on the previous day’s cruise, and was no less than THE PRESIDENT of the damn club!

What a small world.

It only took me 9 years to figure out who he was...but I shook Tim Beeble’s hand, and thanked him for inspiring me to get back into the world of Fiats.

What a great group of people, and I can’t even express how glad I am to be back amongst them.

They’re crazy just like me!

Call me "Jefe"


Chicagoland FLU
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.


While I was at Fiat Freak Out '07, one of many people I got to meet was John Montgomery, the President of Fiat - Lancia Unlimited (FLU). He encouraged my enthusiasim for a Chicago Fiat club, and gave me some great ideas and insight.

Which of course, I took full advantage of.

Earlier this week, he gave me the offical word that I have been granted "Chapter Forming" status.

Check it out:
http://italiancar.meetup.com/46/

I started the MeetUp site to attract non-FLU members, as I "know" there are a TON of Fiat owners in the Chicago area who never signed up with a club that didn't even have a local area chapter. I also got lists of active and expired FLU memberships for the extended area.

Emails went out. Replies were recieved. The MeetUp site was tweaked. More emails went out.

Our first "meet & greet" BBQ was scheduled.

...and we have 15 RSVP's - about 12 people and 7 Fiats scheduled to get together.

...and that's just our FIRST event!

Monday, August 06, 2007

So...that next project? MY FAT ASS.


The New Breakfast Plan
Originally uploaded by The Put-Man.


Project: "Lee's Fat Ass" begins today.

Or I should say - it resumes.

Version 304 of the plan.

Things have to be adjusted from time to time, you know...and I've been wrestling with this issue for well over a decade. I have been achieving some minor successes for about 4 years now. Much like minor skirmishes won in wartime, I have gained little ground, but these small victories are good for troop morale.

Keep up the good fight, and so forth.

My current plan focuses more on "The Process". Firstly, I place Peapod and Dinner By Design orders well ahead of time, so that I always have supplies on-hand, and need not fight the unwashed masses at the local grocery emporium. After all, if I have stuff ready to cook - that is damn near easier than calling my friends at Dominoes - and THAT is where this battle is fought every day.

Secondly, begining Sunday night, I prep for the following day. The gym bag gets prepped and loaded in the car. Breakfast is assembled, the shake made, and lunchbox is placed in fridge. Next day's Dinner By Design meal is chosen from the freezer, and also placed in the fridge.

It works like this:

I get up, shower and dress for work, grab lunch box, head to office. While checking new emails and sipping first cup of coffee, I have my breakfast from the lunchbox.

Cereal - 200
Milk - 130
OJ Smoothie - 300
V-8 - 30
Bagel - 230

Breakfast Total - 890 calories. I know I have way too many calories in the OJ smoothie - but it's GOOD, and the vitamins are good for me too. Something to tweak later.

Lunch is with friends. I try as much as possible to eliminate eating alone, and the social time is good for me. At this point, I strive only to have a "reasonable" lunch - more like a soup and sandwich combo, less like burger and fries. No fast food. Easily tweakable in the future.

Mid Afternoon - 4pm-ish

The Shake - 2 cups of skim milk, 2 scoops chocolate protien mix, 1 cup frozen berries, 1 packet oatmeal - blended into yummy goodness. I dropped the protien mix to 2 scoops from 4 to help reduce the total calories, and have added the berries permanently for thier OUTSTANDING antioxidant qualities. Also convinced the oatmeal helps the blood counts.

About 5pm I leave work, and since the gym bag is already in the car, and I feel good for having thusly followed an all too easy plan - I actually go to the gym. The trick, with me, is to just get my fat butt in the door. Once there I really don't mind it so much. of course, it helps if there are chickies to look at, but we each find our own motivation. The shake provides fuel for the workout, and keeps me from turning into Starvin' Marvin.

Leave gym, come home, pop my Dinner By Design meal into the oven. While waiting on it to cook, I re-load the gym bag, and immediately put it back in the car. I pack breakfast, and make the next day's shake. Load the lunchbox, place in fridge for next day.

Eat dinner.

Sleep...

Get up...

Rinse and repeat as needed.