11 Sep

16th Annual Atlanta British Car Fayre

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There were 14 Morgans on display including a new Trike, an Aero 8 and Harry Gambills’ new Aeromax as well as his Plus 8 plus numerous Plus 4s, a 4/4, several Roadsters and Plus 8s.

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In addition to yours truly along with my  daughter Amy and grandson Eli, members in attendance were: SuperDave Bondon with Marilyn joining him later, Morgan Bondon, Drew Weigner, Lance Lipscomb with grandson Trip, local Morgan dealer Bob Boston, Fred Hollinger, Dwight Kinzer and Paul Brown, and Pete Olson parked elsewhere with his Caterham Super 7.  Cyril Brown and Ham Williams were there and Gerald Petter stopped by to say hello.     I am sure I missed someone and if so I apologize.

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For the last several years the Morgans were parked near the Iron Horse Pub making it easy to grab a beer but also thankfully, in the shade, as it was quite a warm day.

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It was estimated that there were over 300 British cars at the show, including 70+ Sunbeams as they were having their Meet in conjunction with the Car Fayre.

The Annual Atlanta British Car has become a great event at a great venue.

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Hope to see you there next year.

 

Randy Johnson

 

 

 

13 Aug

Morgan Three Wheeler Convention – May 2017

At last count there were over 200 vintage Morgan Three Wheelers and another 200 or so modern Morgan Three Wheelers (aka 5 Speeders) in North America.  Many of these cars have been in the hands of their owners for decades, but they have simply been left at home when the other Morgans go out to play.

So we have created a Three Wheeler only event! Morgan Three Wheeler Convention – May 2017. The first ever event of it’s kind in North America, to address these very issues. Let’s get the cars out if we can no matter their state or vintage.  Let’s all get together in one place and have a few cars to poke and prod, and discuss. Other cars we can drive and compare.  Let’s get together with other like minded folks to talk about pertinent stuff, like maintenance, safe operations, restoration, grease, and having fun . . . yes lots of fun!

Visit the following link for more details.

http://www.ironbridgefarm.us/Ironbridge_Farm/Convention_Info.html

POC: Duncan Charlton Elgin TX, 512-965-7583, duncan.charlton54@gmail.com or Mark Braunstein, 5151 Plato Cove, Sanford FL, 407-322-5060, series1@cfl.rr.com

26 May

Spring Meet 2016 – Summerville South Carolina (15 – 17 Apr, 2016)

About two years ago a couple of Morgan owners decided that the North East that they used to call home had become an intolerable place to reside anymore (in reality it was the witness protection program moving them again) and they decided to search for a place in the South to live.

It is rumored that the only law enforcement region that would accept them turned out to be Summerville South Carolina which is why Pat and Ken Kreuzer now live in a beautiful development called “The Ponds” in Summerville, just outside of Charleston SC.

Now after being resident for a couple of years, and members of MOGSouth, their consciences (named Mark and Randy perhaps?) started to bother them and Pat advised Ken that they would hold the 2016 Spring Dust-off gathering.

The Gathering was called for the weekend of April 15th and 16th with the faithful generally arriving on the afternoon of the 14th at the host hotel where the usual hospitality room was ready for the weary travelers with alcoholic beverages and snacks to tide them over until dinner time. Friday dinner was a self arranged affair with Pat having provided a list of restaurants that had agreed to offer this noble group a 10% discount.

The scribe joined our hosts and John Bigler at Five Loaves Café, where we had an excellent meal, afterwards heading to the host hotel for a quick drink with a few folks staying at the hotel. Then it was to bed for some of us, whilst someone stayed up preparing for the morning festivities.

Saturday dawned bright and clear with a slight nip in the air, the day would, however soon warm up beautifully. Pat had arranged for the Club House in their development, which is the original farm house that has been beautifully restored, to be available to MOGSouth. As the cars arrived they were stopped in front of the Farm House to have a photograph taken, then were most expertly parked under the live oak trees beside the Farm house whilst everyone enjoyed coffee and Pat’s homemade cinnamon buns.

At noon arrangements had been made for a police escort to take us over to Magnolia Plantation, the Morgans were lined up with a cruiser at front and one at rear and off we went. No stopping at junctions or traffic lights for us, 15 Morgans line astern sailed along some of the most typical southern roads you can imagine with huge old oaks and hanging Spanish moss.

The drive took around 30 minutes, at the plantation it was no ordinary parking lot for Morgans, oh no we were parked side by side on the edge of the grass meadow right in front of the main house where all the other visitors could see us and take photographs by the hundred.

Boxed lunches were available for all and then we separated into two groups and in turn had guided tours of the house and the old rice paddy. It was fascinating to hear how they farmed rice and drew fresh water for the paddies from a brackish water river. Magnolia plantation folks made us all so welcome even arranging the loading of the nature cruise boat so we could get Glenn Moore on board with his wheel chair.

After the tours everyone was on their own until 6.30pm when we all gathered back at the Farm house for early evening drinks and delightful conversation. Later we were all called to order for dinner consisting of Pulled Pork, Barbeque chicken, Mac and Cheese, BBQ beans, Rice and hash (and if you do not know what hash is don’t ask just enjoy it!) with two or three homemade salads. All this was followed up with homemade desserts of various types and fresh fruit. If anyone left hungry then it really was their own fault.

All the photographs taken in the morning had been printed and were in frames ready for their owners to collect. I should also mention that the welcome bag contained some really good “swag” Pat had been out twisting arms really effectively.

As the stomachs were filled the four young children present, Graeme Addie’s grand children and two children from the neighborhood whose parents helped with the arrangements, drew names for 4 prizes donated by sponsors. The highlight had to be when Little Graeme drew grandpa’s name! Winners were Perry Nuhn won a new T shirt, Graeme Addie won a cleaning package as sir Robin Bycroft and Brian Miller won the grand prize of a bucket of cleaning items, which was very appropriate as he was the only person seen cleaning his car in the morning.

Finally Jim and Colette Clark presented Pat and Ken (mainly Pat) with a beautiful plate, artwork note cards, made by Colette, as thanks for all their efforts to put together an absolutely fantastic event. Jim and Collette also presented Gary and Judy Heck with a plate and cards for the Christmas event. I have it on good notice that this will be the gift to anyone who hosts a major event so get your names in line for 2016 Christmas party organization.

The event was enjoyed by the following members: Gary and Judy Heck, Chuck and Karen Bernath, Robin and Christine Bycroft, Graeme Addie and Emma Slater with Little G and Addie Slater, Charles Harris and Louise Larango, Egils Dunens and Rosalie Barnes, Dwight Kinzer, Lee and Trisha Gaskin, Dorothy and Glenn Moore, Perry and Ritamarie Nuhn, John Bigler, Jim and Colette Clark, Davis and Sarah Chiles, Thomas and Kathy Coryn, Charlie and Caroline King, Brian and Rosie Miller, Peter Ballard, Bob and Nancy Ullerich, Pat and Judy Buckley and last but by no means least Lance and Connie Lipscomb.

Finally a couple of drivers were rather naughty during the time between Magnolia Plantation and cocktail hour, and it was not an escort this time!

13 Mar

Amelia Island Concours d’Elegance (11 – 13, Mar 2016)

The weather looked iffy.  Rain was forecast but it was still warm (75° F).  I don’t remember ever having rain at Amelia Island during the Concours d’Elegance weekend.   Rain would certainly make it all a challenge.  The logisitics were already complex.   The 1934 MX4 Super Sports was ready however.

I have shown Morgans at Concours events before, and there is always a bit of preparation and cleaning necessary to preclude embarrassment.  But, this little car was insatiable.   I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned again.  I was battling against nature, I suppose.  Clean and grease free is directly opposite of its normal state.  It seemed to fight me all the way.  I did the best I could . . . and then gave up.

We had to get the car to Amelia Island and drop the trailer at the designated spot at the local airport.  ‘Drive the car . . . you say?’  There is no way to get there, some 200 miles, without the interstate and high speed roads.  That, and the fact that I don’t really fit the car all that well.   Driving would be shear madness.  The trailer was the only way.

I would have to park the trailer at the airport but then drive the car over to the show field.  Not too far, but I wanted a reassuring blanket, so I conned Rick Frazee into making the drive with me.   I wiggled in, and got behind the wheel.  Well, the wheel and I pretty much morphed together and we were sort of ‘one.’   Rick got in, reluctantly, wondering if I had broken anything with my unnatural gyrations getting into the car.  These cars were made for another era, with drivers that were somewhat less fat stout.

We decided to put the car on the show field Saturday, the day before the big show.  This would at least eliminate the need to for histrionics at 5AM.   Still no rain overnight.   However, when we arrived on Sunday . . . ‘the approaching rain’ was all we heard.  The organizers reacted appropriately, or so they thought, and sped up the judging and award processes to get folks off the field and into shelters before the deluge.  It worked well for them I guess but we had barely removed the car cover before we were judged.  Not that it was a problem for me.  The judging of my car was only a formality with the likes of the other cars to my right and to my left.  (Recently restored SS, and an exquisitely jeweled 1935 MG PB Airline Coupe.)

The little Morgan did however attract a tremendous amount of attention and was the subject of countless photographs.  When the awards were completed the gates were open signaling the time to leave.  So we packed up, best we could.  The impossible hood was dropped, the petcocks were adjusted, the steering wheel levers were aligned just right, and the starter button was pushed.  Without fanfare the car started right up, somewhat to my amazement.  I performed the required acrobatics, again, and Rick joined me in the ‘spacious’ cockpit for the drive back to the trailer.  A lot more photos and videos were taken while we were on route, and the V-twin’s raucous sound turned many heads.   We suffered through a bit of traffic, so I watched the temp gage intently, as everyone was in a hurry to get off the field and their cars into shelters.   We soon arrived back at the airport, with minimal drama, and into the trailer it went.   The ladies soon appeared in the tin top and off we went for a cold beer.  I was no longer on parade . . .

Another great Morgan weekend . . . flying the flag and enjoying the smiles . . .

Cheers, Mark