Memorable VW club outings

[John Rayburn]

Oh my God! Gemco!

[lawrence]

The caravan in the rain up to Boonville to Anderson Valley Brewing....hard to remember that trip

Hahaha, that was the drive where Finn had to drive all the way back from Booneville in the rain in his Ghia that had no windows (and a fuel cell in the trunk "sealed" with a rag in the filler).

off topic...no windows+rag stopper=hoodride 

[Dave Rosique]

you guys should write a book

Ummm. I think I better keep my day job

~DR.

[Jim Ratto]

Oh my God! Gemco!

Gemco was cool as a little kid. I could go with my mom grocery shopping AND get her to buy me a Burago model car or a lego set in one trip.

Yeah, Aaron... had the ghia with only a windshield... no side, 1/4 windows or rear window. What blew me away was when he put 48's on the car and still didn't put a decklid on the car. I think those poor (brand new) Webers were growing white hair on them a day after he put them on. he left car sitting outside, exposed, with 48IDAs....  NO RESPECT. 

[alfie the monster]

Hmmm, Das Drag Day 3. Or maybe a trip to buy a VW from Germany. But I need to ask the other person if I can tell that one as it involves us being kidnapped 

[Diederick/DVK]

still waiting for this one...

[Tim C]

But I need to ask the other person if I can tell that one as it involves us being kidnapped 

To see the wrong type of Beetle bonnet James

[Sarge]

 But I need to ask the other person if I can tell that one as it involves us being kidnapped....

    .... and tied to the bed posts in our nurse's outfits

[John Rayburn]

Sarge, you're not going around taking everybody's temperature again, are you?

[alfie the monster]

Tim, that's how rumours start you know 

Sarge, you weren't meant to see those photos 

I'll tell the story tonight when I get home...

[Dave Rosique]

Sarge, you're not going around taking everybody's temperature again, are you?

John,
You know the difference between an oral thermometer and a rectal thermometer don't you?






the taste

[louisb]

[louisb]

Of course this may be more to some of your likings. 

[Sarge]

Of course this may be more to some of your likings. 

John....., Dave???  Louis is talking to you

[Dave Rosique]

Of course this may be more to some of your likings. 

John....., Dave???  Louis is talking to you

CHECK PLEASE!
I'm outta here-- feet don't fail me now!

~DR

[louisb]

Actually, it kind of looks like Carlos. Maybe that is where he has been hiding. 

--louis

[alfie the monster]

Ok so it wasn't really a club outing, but it was an air cooled trip so I hope it counts! Lofty was looking for a cool car as a project, and we heard of the perfect car. Ernst (Dekatee) found a 2 owner 58 standard that floated Lofty's boat, so a deal was struck. I'd buy a funny Japan only car for Ernst (he's a pervert for all things odd), drive out to our friend Walter at the Bug Box and swop cars there.

We hoped in the To#¤ta Will VI and hit the ferry to Europe. A trip that we've (notice I'm not mentioning the other club memebers name!) done numerous occassions. Frankfurt is a great place to stop, not only because it's about a day's drive, but because it's a cool city. After finding a hotel, we went out for a meal and a few beers. On my first trip to Frankfurt, I discovered a 'gentlemans club' by the name of Club Platinum... Well, it's now traditional that you have to go there (seriously, go it's ace  ).

After a few beers and watching a few girls dance around the podiums, 2 guys asked if they could join us. They bought us a few beers and said that they knew a good club we should go to. Ok, we've had a few beers at this point, and we'd seen all the girls nekkid, so why not? We left the club and walked down the road, when one suggested that we popped into a building. So we're stood in this building, looking around trying to work out where we were. Hmmmm, odd place, lots of girls in underwear... Ahhh we're in a brothel 

Wxcuses made we try to make an exit, and one of the guys comes with us whilst the other stays there. We just couldn't shake this guy, after about 10 minutes his friend comes back with a smile on his face and takes us back to their car because 'the club's just round the corner'. Trying to find a way out of this now, we're making several excuses and not getting anywhere. So one of the guys starts snorting 'a little livener' back at his car before taking us through Frankfurt to this clun. I'm a little half cut with the beer trying to work out where we're going, and trying to remember the way back to town!

We get to this tiny, shitty club on the edge of town, with the worst German techno music playing. I mean the club's so small, my front room is bigger. One of the guys tells us he's dj'ing shortly and we must stay to watch him. The other guy goes and gets us more beer. My fellow club member and I are having a heated debate over who's fault it was that we were in this situation (I always get the blame  ), and how am I going to get us out of it.

A bit of quick thinking, I open my phone as I take it out of my pocket so it lights up, I put it to my ear and walk out the club. This guy's giving me funny looks all the time  I come back in to the club and tell my friend it's for him too and he needs to speak outside. We get outside and run like fuck down the road, there's a taxi pulling up to the traffic lights and we jump in. Free at last without ending up in a gimp mask as someones sex slave!

The lesson is, if you're in a titty bar, never speak to men. Stick to the girls, it's more expensive, but faaaaar safer 

[Jim Ratto]

Bates, do you remember the day we all played hookie from work and had Flaugher drive us to CB Performance? Freezed Beef? Dead Chicken Truck? pre-GPS locator for McDonald's in Visalia? 130mph bottomming out in the GTI?

[John Rayburn]

Of course this may be more to some of your likings. 

John....., Dave???  Louis is talking to you

CHECK PLEASE!
I'm outta here-- feet don't fail me now!

~DR

                                                                     That's Dave's buddy from Ripples in Belmont Shores.

[Dave Rosique]

Of course this may be more to some of your likings. 

John....., Dave???  Louis is talking to you

CHECK PLEASE!
I'm outta here-- feet don't fail me now!

~DR

                                                                     That's Dave's buddy from Ripples in Belmont Shores.

Uh, might have been.......

[jhicken]

I'll chime in with a couple of short ones. Hopefully to distract folks from all the gay porn.

I remember a DKK trip up to Hollywood. About a dozen of us decided to head up for a little sight seeing. We all parked out in from of Graumans Chinese Theater [great photo op], and cruised up and down Hollywood and Sunset Blvd howlin at hookers. I can't remember who, but someone stopped and picked up a "Map of the Stars Homes" so we headed up to Beverly Hills in hopes of finding someone famous. About the closest we got was finding Alice Coopers home, we all got out our cameras and shot pictures of his mail box, specifically the addressed mail sticking out of it! A few of us also ventured out back to peer over his fence. We actually saw Mr Cooper shooting pool in his game room. That was pretty cool. Then there was another trip a bunch of us made down to Laguna Beach on a Saturday Night. Nothing special, just beers down at the beach. The highlight though was as a bunch of us were making our way back to the cars, we came upon a fellow club member who earlier that night met a little honey. It was pretty dark, but one thing you couldn't mis was Carl Rossetti's white butt bouncing up and down! Man, it was a two moon night there in Laguna!

-jeffrey

[Dave Rosique]

Thanks for the distraction Jeff! (Lord knows we needed it!)

Great story!
Sometimes we would do basically the same sort of thing (uh, without the moons ), even ended up on Mulholland Drive a time or two...

~DR.

[low oval]

I'll chime in with a couple of short ones. Hopefully to distract folks from all the gay porn.

I remember a DKK trip up to Hollywood. About a dozen of us decided to head up for a little sight seeing. We all parked out in from of Graumans Chinese Theater [great photo op], and cruised up and down Hollywood and Sunset Blvd howlin at hookers. I can't remember who, but someone stopped and picked up a "Map of the Stars Homes" so we headed up to Beverly Hills in hopes of finding someone famous. About the closest we got was finding Alice Coopers home, we all got out our cameras and shot pictures of his mail box, specifically the addressed mail sticking out of it! A few of us also ventured out back to peer over his fence. We actually saw Mr Cooper shooting pool in his game room. That was pretty cool. Then there was another trip a bunch of us made down to Laguna Beach on a Saturday Night. Nothing special, just beers down at the beach. The highlight though was as a bunch of us were making our way back to the cars, we came upon a fellow club member who earlier that night met a little honey. It was pretty dark, but one thing you couldn't mis was Carl Rossetti's white butt bouncing up and down! Man, it was a two moon night there in Laguna!

-jeffrey

I remember those 2 outings, the first one through hollywood was just as you stated.  I was on the trip to Laguna also, I remember hanging out of Bob Pabst's 68 sunroof trying to coax those girls to follow us down to Laguna. After that my memory eludes me hahaha.

How bout the cruise down to newport beach on a friday or saturday summer night, one of the members (i think junior), rented one of the condo's by perry's pizza (the corner condo).  When we pulled up to the party, Mark got pulled over, and taken away. Once again, I don't remember much after that either.

[jhicken]

Yea, there's alot that's pretty fuzzy for me as well. Like the club party we had at my and Alex Gonzales house  in La Mirada where the LAPD were called in , helicopter and all, and Don [our other roomate] and I got to spend the night in the Norwalk Jail? Or the night a few of us went down to the Speedway MC Races down at the fairgrounds and on the way home I was with Mark Rameriz in his black '67 and we watched Willie McKinley with Mike Sosa as passenger roll his red '57 [with alloys] in Fullerton.

Now those were some outings!

-jeffrey

[Jim Ratto]

Sarge, back in the old days, how accepted were club activities and outings by the female sector? The wives and g/f of the DKP.... 

[Sarge]

Sarge, back in the old days, how accepted were club activities and outings by the female sector? The wives and g/f of the DKP.... 

Girls / wives came to everything back in the old days.  It was the thing to do.

[Dave Rosique]

A little quickie I just remembered.
Sunday night, sometime in 1974 or so, I stopped by my buddy Micky's house on my way to our weekly club meeting. Micky had a very respectable '59 European Bug with an 1835, I had my '64 with 1700. Both of us were very young and definately stoplight warriors... we engaged in several short street races on the way to our clubhouse. I remember pulling up to the stoplight just before the Clubhouse, stopped side by side we got the red. After throwing a few revs back and forth the light was getting ready to turn green when I noticed in my rearview a Sheriff just pulling out of the parking lot to get in behind Micky... I looked at Micky and tried to warn that the Cop was right behind him, and at the same time we got the green and Micky left hard! Nice  burnout on the Michelin 165's complimented with an exceptional second gear scratch before he realized he was on his own... I was just taking off easy from the light, the cop pulls alongside me, gives me the wierdest most dumbfounded look and proceeded to red-light Micky... he gave him a reckless driving ticket.

That night at the club meeting, Micky was awarded the "Ass of the Month" pin that he had to wear on his jacket for a month of course.

Good times...

~DR.

[John Rayburn]

Dave you HAVE to tell the one about the judge making the cop apologise!

[Rennsurfer]

That's funny, Dave. Please keep the stories rollin'. John, I know that you're sandbaggin', too. Bust out w/'em.

[Dave Rosique]

Dave you HAVE to tell the one about the judge making the cop apologise!

Long story... don't read if you get bored easily.

It was the only ticket I ever tried to beat...
Picture this... Nice bright sunny summer morning, again back in the mid 70's some friends and I were hanging out at Rich's house, an older VW guy who used to help us out quite a bit. One of the guys there I had just met, and he was super cool. His name was Mike... can't remember his last name... too fuzzy. Anyway, Mike had one of the nicest late model Beetles around. It was a '70, painted that light blue you used to see on 914's, had 8 spokes, and the full Cal-Look 70's treatment with a Weber motor in it. We had never raced, and after some encouragement from our friends (didn't take much) we decided to go up the street, line up at the light and race back the way we came so our friends could witness the winner. The intersection we staged at had the usual businesses, a grocery store, a burger joint, and two service stations, one was a Mobil and right next door to the Mobil was a Winchells Donut's. It's well known that here in the states (especially back then) the Police would hang out at Donut shops for some of the perks like free Coffee & donuts. That particular morning when we decided to race, neither one of us saw the Sheriff sitting at Winchells that had just been served his yummy donuts... We staged, the light turned green and we were off, giving it everything we had, blowing by my buddys house in the top of third before we let off (honestly, I can not remember who was winning). We slowed down, hung a U turn to go back where our friends were. We parked with our decklids open, shooting the breeze for a minute or so, and up the street comes this Sheriff... the guy parked begind us, got out real friendly like and started asking us about our cars... the usual stuff, "is that a Porsche engine in that thing?" blah, blah. Anyway, we had no idea this guy saw us race until he informed us that he was going to cite both of us for "engaging in speed contest". What a stinkin' drag that was! The Cop didn't even have his red lights on! Well, he gave us our tickets and went on his way and we we're really bummin' at this point when my older buddy Rich told us we should fight it because he thought the Cop used improper procedure. We took his advise and went to court to plea our case before the Judge. When it was our turn, the Judge had the Cop tell his story first... This guy proceeded to tell the judge that he saw both of us drag racing from the stoplight, burning out and popping wheelies (I wish!)... Then he told the Judge that he later cited us after we were stopped. The Judge then asked me if this was true, and I told him these were Volkswagens! They don't pop wheelies! I then told him we were just hanging out at my friends when the Sheriff pulled up and gave us tickets, and he didn't even red light us! The Judge went off a little on the Cop, told him he didn't believe a VW could pop a wheelie, and blasted him for not red lighting us! He made that poor guy apologize to us for all the trouble and threw out the case!
I could not believe it...  We really deserved a ticket, but when the cop brought up the wheelie thing, I think he lost credibility with the Judge.

Oh yeah, don't worry I got plenty of other tickets to make up for that one...

~DR.