In late January 1995, my wife and I bought an Isuzu Trooper. It has been a wonderful and reliable vehicle. If Isuzu still sold these, I would buy another one. This car has more than 276,000 miles (440,000km) showing on the odometer and except for the wiring issues, all the work done on this vehicle was for things that would reasonably be expected to need replacement–clutch master cylinder, EGR valve, water pump, timing belt, spark plugs and wires and clutch.
The wiring issues were caused by a transmission shop not bothering to reinstall cable clamps after replacing the clutch. The lack of the clamps allowed the wires to rub against the edge of the transmission and this wore through the insulation.
The other problem it had was it seem to “attract” rear end collisions. All were while the vehicle was in a situation where it was required to be stopped and had been stopped for at least 10-15 seconds. Four of the five crashes were caused by unlicensed and uninsured motorists. Score zero points for the two laws; one requiring drivers to be licensed and one for requiring all drivers to have liability insurance.
Anyway, after bringing my now 20 year old daughter home from the birthing center and then being used to teach her how to drive, the Trooper is being sold.
It will be odd to not have it in the driveway.
It will be still in my extended “family”. My best friend’s daughter is buying it for her husband. I’ve known this lady since she was 3 years old and she is now almost 40. When she got married, she split the traditional wedding father-daughter dance into two parts, one for dad and one for me. 🙂
They will be using the Trooper on their many thousand acre ranch.
At 7:32am PDT, the car I was driving reached a milestone. 250,000 miles. It’s my 1995 Isuzu Trooper.
I’m hoping I can continue to drive it for another 5 or 6 years. I have high hopes that this will happen.
Right now, it’s after 10pm, it’s still over 100F (a bit warmer than 35C) degrees and I’m sitting outside watching chicken cook on the grill. This food is for tomorrow evening. It’s nothing fancy. I do like “cooking fancy”, but not after 10pm.
My wife is a physics teacher, school just started and the air conditioning isn’t working in her classroom. Today she said it was 95F (35C) degrees in her room. I do know she was pretty tired today. Since I like cooking, I try to do as much of it as possible so she can “just come home and relax.”
I think she had it easier when she was working as a nuclear engineer, but that wasn’t her passion. Teaching is her passion. I understand.
I’ve written about the Isuzu Trooper before. It’s the vehicle that took our newborn Daughter home from the hospital. She learned to drive it (some) when she had her driver learning permit, but since she passed her driving test and got the old Volvo (a free car from a friend), she hasn’t driven the Trooper very much. She prefers the automatic transmission in the Volvo over the manual transmission in the Trooper.
Today, she asked if I would ride with her in the Trooper and remind her how to drive it. I jumped at that chance and that’s what we did for a couple of hours today. A little more practice is all it will take for me to feel comfortable with her driving it in heavy traffic. Riding in a car while my daughter drives, and not feeling worried, is an amazing thing.
She’s 17 and a high school junior. It seems like only a few days ago that I drove my wife to the birthing center at the local hospital…just the two of us…and then the three of us driving home. It won’t be long before the three of us drive to college, and my wife and I drive home…just the two of us.
One other thought. I’ve always stressed the concept of versatility in the sense that it’s much better to be able to do many things reasonably well rather than just one thing perfectly. She made me smile when she said that she wanted to make sure she knew how to drive a manual transmission car, just in case she had to at some point in the future.
And, that, I feel, was my daughter’s Valentine’s day present to me.
This morning I checked the oil in the manual transmission in my 1995 Isuzu Trooper. I had to get out the special tools, a 1 inch drive impact wrench in this case, to get the oil fill plug out. This wrench is such that if the bolt won’t move, the car will probably flip over. I don’t know why the bolt was so tight, but then I also never did figure out why the lady swallowed the fly.
The oil level was low. I filled it. I feel better.
This Trooper has gone over 238,000 miles and is still going strong. It was 3 years old when our newborn daughter rode home for the first time and it was instrumental in teaching her how to drive. There aren’t many cars that can “put that on their resume”.
The only thing wrong with the Trooper is the back door. It doesn’t open smoothly. The Trooper has been rear ended (collision) four times by unlicensed and uninsured drivers while we were stopped for a red traffic light (or a school bus or an ambulance with red lights and siren going, or when we were in a parking space). This is rather interesting because my state has a mandatory insurance law and a law that all drivers be licensed.
This just goes to show the law can’t prevent anything. The law can only act as a guide for the folks who pay attention to the such things and to allow society to deal, after the fact, with those who ignored the guidance..
The four collisions only caused minor damage and illustrated the above lesson to daughter, so it wasn’t totally bad; just mostly bad.
I found a Trooper back door at the junk yard. When it’s not 9 million degrees outside, I’ll replace the back door. Getting the door properly aligned should provide me some opportunities to practice my harsh language.