Cars Of A Lifetime: 1978 Toyota Corona Wagon – Alaska Or Bust(ed)

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Cars Of A Lifetime: 1978 Corona Wagon – Alaska Or

June 11, 2011

The summer of we were in college in Oklahoma, and to just how smart we were to be, a few of us thought piling in our cars and up to Alaska to work the summer in production would be a brilliant My friend Jeremy had a bright Corona wagon, so he and I and a beautiful lady named Marisa it. A recently married couple and sister who was aspiring to be a model a Chevy Lumina.

Jeremy#8217;s Charity and her new husband Bill their brand new Nissan pulling a tent trailer. probably not giving away too by telling you now that not all the cars it. But in fairness to them, it wasn#8217;t the fault.

During an early leg of our I experienced one of the most frightening I have ever had in the passenger The beautiful Marisa had been in the back of the wagon almost since Kansas, and we were on her to take a turn driving. we finally got her behind the wheel so we get some rest.

I was in the passenger and Jeremy was in the back, who instantly asleep. But I could not get comfortable she was behind the wheel. I tried to her but she did not want to talk. Pretty her head started bobbing and the car swerving. Our conversation went this: Hey wake up!

What#8230;#8230;. stop yelling at me. You falling asleep. No I was not.

I to keep the conversation going, out of self-preservation, but Marisa was not participating. talking to me#8221;, #8220;fine#8221;. Her starts bobbing again, the car and I reach over and carefully the wheel. Hey wake up!

I am. Stop it, let go, I can

This went on for at least an before I woke up Jeremy and we her out of the driver#8217;s seat. If she would been a guy, we would kicked him out right there. But she was looking and female, so naturally we and she took to the back again to up her beauty sleep for the rest of the

We stopped over in Oregon on the and I was told that I should the Toyota a tune up because I more about cars anyone else. I didn’t anything about cars, but I it a shot. In the end I ended up cross and stripping all the spark plugs.

So I got some super glue and held them in!

We finally set off on the to Alaska with our freshly spark plugs. Marisa on us and went back to Denver, but else was still on board. At point we made another decision, that taking the way would be shorter.

So we got off the Alcan and took the Cassiar highway, at time almost completely with lots of one lane and big fast semi trucks. In getting off the main highway seem like it was as good of a as it looked like it would be on

It was warmish and very dusty on the in summer. We were in the Corona, the car in our little convoy, and Jeremy was As we came around a long bend there was a bridge in of us, my friend proceeded blindly the dust cloud to find the other cars had come to a stop on the bridge.

He applied the but the metal mesh bridge was not conducive to sudden stops. We into the back of the Lumina, in turn slammed into the of the tent trailer. The only cars anywhere for an hundred managed to all crash into other.

Guess how we felt for pulling off circus feat?

The Corona off the trailer and hit the bridge side. Our aluminum car top carrier went towards the river and then hit a truss and landed in the road. my only glasses landed in the little glasses sized hole in the dash!

We found that our friends had slowed because of pot holes, not to check our times.

We assessed the damage and that the Lumina had its back in to the tire so that it would not The tent trailer had a big piece of the missing. And our Corona was spewing one headlight was hanging on by the wires, and the pushed into the wheel, the front tire.

We knew what our real problem a sign just a short back said “ No Service 375 Kilometers ”. Our shortcut decision was Fail. I got the Corona off the road and a look under the hood. The antifreeze was only from a coolant reservoir. The fan was against the but neither was really damaged.

The battery was broken and most of the had poured out.

Needless to say we had no or jack, but amazingly, there was an RV at a turn-off just at the end of the bridge. I was to borrow a few basic tools them. With the jack and its I was able to fix the fender and change the plus push the front out to free the fan.

Meanwhile a truck happened by (a very occurrence to see anyone at all, let an RV and a pickup in one day) and offered to pull out the fender of the Lumina his winch. He had to chain one end of his truck to the and chain the Lumina to the other and use all the force. Still the tire but not as bad.

I duct taped the battery and poured in river and duct taped the headlight. Red Green always says, tape, the handyman#8217;s secret

I used an old bottle as a new reservoir and we good to go. For the entire 300 miles up to the outpost the tire on the Lumina and the Corona ran perfectly.

We abandoned our first victim, the at the outpost and called our poor agent from their He was wondering how in the world he would get an up there from Oklahoma to at the car.

While we were at the I met a beautiful red head working at the roadhouse section. She told me the city she had ever seen was YU. She wanted me to take her to see LA on my way back Alaska.

I got her address and phone and told her I would certainly do so, but I never did (though we did write other a bit).

That we set out for Whitehorse (another gazillion away) and drove through the I was piloting the Corona through the blackness watching the one taillight of the trailer/pickup in front of me while my slept in the passenger seat. The was flawless hour after until#8230; it wasn’t.

It just all the lights went out and it gave up the just like that. It was so I had to feel for the shoulder of the road, was quite steep.

Once stopped I got on our hand CB and called to the pickup far ahead. had obviously turned their CB We sat there for at least a half before they came for us. When they did finally we all decided to spend the night along the road. It was very and the wolves howled and chewed up next to us in the blackness all night.

Not one car passed us as far as I know that long night.

In the morning I a look a the Corona. But I really know anything about So we decided we would all seven to fit into the pickup somehow and what gear we could to the trailer (that’s how my friend all his underwear and socks).

I had to leave my good old cowboy boots and of my nice cast iron We left the stuff we were not in the Corona and wrote “Free in the dirt on the back window. And is how we left her.

Dirty and used and abused, about 80 south of Watson Lake.

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