Wookies in the Wild Episode IV - Return to Ohakune
I've promised to take my quattro to a Wookies event four times, and each year I have failed and attended in my daily. This time I was determined to make it, with my project car.
It was with great excitement and some apprehension that I set off on the weekend trip to Ohakune in Rusty, knowing that I still had an oil leak from the back of the engine somewhere, and having only driven about 300km since Wellington European did lots of work - new oil pump and gasket, cam and crank seals, sump gasket, boost leak fixed, fuel filling issue looked at, new coolant, oil and filters, leaking brake line replace, the list goes on...
First stop was to meet up with the Wellington Wookie crew at BP where I put in $175 of 98RON and stopped before the tank was full! It was way easier to get fuel into the tank than before but there's quite a strong smell of petrol inside the car so I still have something to fix there.
The rest of the trip went mostly well, Rusty cruising nicely along the highways. I discovered it has a flashing warning on the dash after 2 hours' driving to tell you to rest. Pretty advanced for 1985. The car has a strong tendency to tramline, following the slight ruts in the highway made by heavy trucks. Something modern cars seem to have overcome. I do have lowered springs, big wheels and harder bushes, so probably doesn't represent how a standard ur might feel. It does make my car pretty tiring to drive.
We had planned a break in Mangaweka, about 2.5 hours from Wellington, and by then Rusty was holding back on acceleration over 4k RPM as though I had a boost leak again. After 20 minutes or so of cooling off, I had a look around the engine, but couldn't see anything amiss. I slightly tightened the wastegate banjo bolt as that had been the source of the previous boost leak. The rest of the way everything was back to normal, so either it was a heat thing or that bolt.
We arrived in Ohakune in plenty of time for the evening meal and to reconnect with Wookie driving friends.
Next day was the main Wookies event: a relaxed breakfast followed by a cruise up the mountain from Ohakune to Turoa Ski Field. Then back down, around to the other side of the mountain, lunch by the chateau at Whakapapa village, up to the Whakapapa ski field, then back to camp for a barbecue. Interspersed with lots of parking up, taking photos, laughter and socialising.
Driving up that first tree-lined twisty road was a sublime experience. The 80kph limit is plenty to have a great time in an old sports car. Leading the pack up the hill, the inline-5 on song and the turbo whooshing, wastegate chattering, blipping the throttle on downshifts, taking pleasure in timing it just right. Awesome. The quattro is front-heavy and has a tendency to understeer, which you can combat by being on the throttle sooner than you would in other cars. I soon found the rhythm of it, revelling in the feeling of grip, power down all the way around the corners. Not worrying how delicate my old car might be, just going for it and loving the experience.
It was here that I discovered another feature - the rev counter flashes to warn you to change up All too soon we were standing at the top, enveloped in cloud, shivering in the icy wind.
The rest of the day was a similar blur of driving and socialising. Great times, great roads and great people.
This event is a great concept - pick a place where where everyone has to make a trip to get there. Then just spend the day doing nothing but driving and socialising. Friendly, relaxed, no silliness, no racing or anything like that, but some excellent roads for a cruise.
I'm happy to say the quattro made the whole trip with no real issues. I've expanded my list of things to fix - rattles, creaks, dim rear light bulbs etc etc, but everything important was good. When warm it drips - brownish-gold, looks, smells and feels like oil, but none of the fluid levels are reducing. So that's a mystery. It doesn't smell unpleasant enough to be gear oil.
850km driven, 750 or so on state highways, 100 up and down twisty mountain roads up to 1600m elevation and back. About 12l/100km consumed.
On the Sunday I popped out for morning coffee and to take a photo with the Ohakune carrot.
It was a beautiful clear morning and on a whim I decided to take one more drive up Mt Ruapehu to Turoa Ski Field. Not an opportunity to miss especially when it was so quiet.
I was in quattro heaven on the twisty empty road, windows down listening to turbo and 5 cylinder noises when suddenly there was a blue Ferrari 328 on my tail! How could this get any better?
I pulled over on a straight section and he howled past me with a glorious wail.
At the top I found not one but a whole group of Ferraris and other sports cars. I joined in their group at the end, subtle like. It was a Wellington car club on a weekend run. Absolutely awesome!
Then back down the hill to breakfast and to say goodbye to the Wookies crew before driving back to Wellington.