tells how he found Mounty and why it had to be a Land Rover.
Jacob’s Ladder or: How it all started
Private, corporal, seargent.
Bronce, silver, gold.
Fish’n chips, steak, caviar.
Typewriter, microsoft, linnux.
Defender, Series III, Series IIA.
Series II, series I, God.
So I’m right in the middle of my personal reincarnation: I was a
corporal in the German airborne, I don’t mind steaks at all, I Am
sTill wQrking with Mi_rosoft, Monty is a series III, and I believe in
God. (Let’s just skip sports, o.k.?).
Two years ago I got rid of my pickup truck due to (it’s) age. I’ve
been sort of sneaking around land rovers for quite some time and fancied
one of these riveted aluminium wonders that to me looked so much what
a car is supposed to look like. The funny thing was that various friends
(with “normal” cars) suggested me to get a defender next.
And this is what I did. But it was along way with a lot of axiety (for
it’s reliability), doubt (about it’s suitibility for a regular
everyday’s life) and consideration (for fuel and maintenance costs).
I ended up buying a four year old 90 TDI from a middle aged couple, real
dinks (double income, no kids). The car had run about 55.000 km and was
neither used off road, nor for ever pulling a trailer. I figure they only
used it for driving to the golf course. But: they just loved it, took
good care of it and – after all – couldn’t really tell
me just why they wanted to sell it (well, it didn’t fit into any
parking deck in town and grandma had a rather hard time to board the thing;
life is so damn tough at times, isn’t it?). All of a sudden I owned
a wonderful car in excellent shape, something I’ve been dreaming
of and I swore that I would never, ever sell it.
Well, how long did your first landy-high last? Mine about three months
… Although I loved my defender until I finally sold it, after three
months I already told my wife (in a joking way, of course) that my next
land rover (mind you I didn’t even bother to say “my next
car”) would be a series III. Haha, just kidding …
Then came Monty. When I bought him about three hundred kilometers away
from where I live, the seller freaked when he saw we didn’t bring
a trailer. “You want to drive him back 300 kilometers?” “Relax,
man! I can’t see any wings, otherwise I would fly him home ...”
I promised the seller that I would call him at night after we made it
home. I did and he was surprised (and relieved for some reason) that we
actually made it home in one piece - without any serious problems, by
My wife was as understanding as always when she first saw Monty, but remarked
that “the difference between men and boys are the price of their
toys”. Oh well, what can you say …?! When she sat in it for
the first time she grinned and agreed that, after all, this was what I
When I sold my defender the buyer was (obviously a normal behaviour in
that stage) full of axiety (for it’s reliability), doubt (about
it’s suitibility for a regular everyday’s life) and consideration
(for fuel and maintenance costs). He was at the exact same point where
I was two years before.
When he drove off at night (he had about 250 kilometers ahead of him),
I was a bit nervous and would have liked him to give me a quick call the
next day. But I couldn’t bring myself to ask him for not making
a fool out of myself. He never called. I guess they must have made it
in one piece … hopefully without any serious problems.
I’ll talk to you later. Always remember: Some people go fast –
We go anywhere in a defender or a series.
Tom & Monty
In most of Europe the price for fuels is about to reach the point of pure
madness. In Germany diesel fuel is about 25 % cheaper than petrol, depending
on the octane grade. As you can imagine a lot of people are buying cars
with diesel engines although the tax is higher than for a car with a petrol
engine (Smart, eh?! Isn’t it nice to know that you get nailed by
your gouvernment one way or the other?). It basically bleeds down to the
total driving distance you cover per year. I think if you drive more than
25.000 km a year the diesel vehicle starts to pay off. Anyway, disregarding
that fact, a lot of people even with less annual km’s drive a diesel
for another reason. It is regarded as environmetally friendlier (!) than
a petrol engine.
Long story; but here’s what I wanted to get to: people out freak
on regular basis when I tell them what car I drive (LR 88’ SIII
with a 2.25 l petrol engine that gurgles back about 15 to 18 liters per
100 km of the good high grade stuff). It’s the old “oh-my-god-how-can-you-do-that-to-the-environment”-story.
Yeah right guys! I’m such a pig for not driving a diesel. But get
a load of this you green peacenics: along with Monty I bought two tickes.
A parking ticket for parking Monty at the train station and a monthly
train ticket which takes me back and forth to work. How do you diesel
guys get to work? Rollerblading? …
I’ll talk to you later. Remember: Some people go fast – who
cares? We go anywhere; even with a 2.25 l petrol engine.
Tom & Monty
To be continued!
Annette's remark: Rather convert a Series One to LPG than
drive a Diesel.