Eventually I found the metal trim to the glass roof was slightly loose on the left hand side. Water was entering there and running along the trim to the front center and then into the car!

Removing the trim to do a proper repair was not easy.  On the left side it had obviously come loose before, because there was clear silicone in the u channel of the trim. I wedged a credit card between trim and top of glass, lubricated liberally with prepsol and with much force worked it forwards up the left hand side. It came away reluctantly.

The trim had separated along the front to about the middle. After that it was really hard to remove the original factory adhesive.

I began again at the rear on the right hand side. This side was extremely hard to unstick. I had to hit the credit card with a hammer to make it move, and it moved just 2 or 3 millimeters each hit!

At about the point in the photo above, the card refused to move and I had to hit the metal trim with a wood block, just in front of the card, on the edge where my finger is. I hit it outwards, to drive the trim in the direction you would want to pull it

The pressure from the card and the wood block being just enough to release a little bit more trim from the glue. I had to hit the wood block hard. Kinda scary because a new glass top is very expensive.

On both sides when the trim was off to nearly the corner, I released the trim completely by hitting the rear end of the trim forwards, using a wood block of course.

After a lot of struggle the trim was finally removed, without damage.

I cleaned up the trim first by scraping with a small screwdriver, then 80 grit sandpaper and then wire wool and kerosene. The original adhesive was hard to remove.

NOTE: The trim is very bendy and it is important to support it all while cleaning, to avoid having it kink, which would be very hard to fix.

I cleaned the glass top & bottom by scraping with the tip of a sharp knife, then with 160 grit sandpaper, being careful not to stray past the obvious edge of where the trim sits. I cleaned the edge using a Dremel fitted with sandpaper drum. I got the impression that this edge is the main area that holds the trim onto the ‘glass’.

Once everything was clean I wiped it all down with prepsol, twice. This removes any grease and makes sure the new adhesive will stick.

I used Sikaflex 221 as the new adhesive. At this stage it is very helpful if there are two people, both wearing disposal rubber gloves, with a few clean pairs handy. Also needed is some methylated spirits, I use it in a spray bottle, a roll of paper towel and a cardboard box to throw the paper in when it is covered with excess glue.

Sikaflex 221 has a cure time between 10 mins and an hour. I think the curing time is related to the humidity. I got about 15-20 minutes, which was barely enough, at 65% humidity.

First I laid a bead of Sikaflex in the U channel of the trim. Too much adhesive and the trim will refuse to be pushed on. (You can guess how I know that!)

Then I fitted the trim back on the glass, trying to fit it without sliding it backwards too much, which might create areas with little adhesive.

I cleaned up excess glue by spraying with metho and using paper towels. It is much easier to clean up wet Sikaflex than after it has dried. It’s important not to saturate the glue areas because the Meths can stop the Sika from drying properly, so use just enough.

Before the Sika had set I tied a rope under pressure around the rear, holding the two ends of the trim against the glass.

I carefully cleaned up any remaining Sikaflex and left  the roof for  few days. It would probably be OK after 24 hrs but having put a lot of effort into the job, I preferred to leave it as long as possible.

Hope this helps a fellow Corvette owner some day.

This is the third year I’ve driven my Corvette down to the long weekend Car show at Charters Towers. It’s a 6 ½ hour drive there and we always book into the same rooms at the Cattlemans Rest Motel.

Our group this year was Bob in his 1976 Stingray. Ross driving Bob’s work Falcon with some Stingray support gear like the bag full of cleaning stuff, the big sign that clips under the hood and the poles for the flag. Bruce drove his Falcon Ute with some of my stuff and with him was another friend also called Bob (Bob #2) who was coming down to share our weekend. They eventually left about 7.15am Friday morning for the 6-7 hour drive from Cairns to Charters Towers.

For the last week my back was playing up badly. There were moments when I could hardly walk and straightening up from bending could take 2 minutes. I was taking painkillers and anti-inflammatory tablets, seeing signs of improvement, then something would happen and it would get worse again.

Bob arranged with everyone to leave at 7am Friday morning, this was a bit earlier than the previous 2 years and I decided to go later because of my back.

I had a bad back spasm at 6pm the night before which made it hard to stand; it felt like my back was broken!! I’d been recovering, but packing everything into the vette pushed it over the edge yet again. When I woke up on Friday morning, there were signs that I was slowly recovering once more, thanks to the bulk painkillers and anti inflammatories. I was taking it very easy because another spasm would see me stay at home and miss the weekend. I dressed slowly, had breakfast and a shower then strapped my back support on tight.

The car was already packed but there were a few last minute things and by the time I headed up the drive it was exactly 8.30am.

Mo gave me a small bean bag cushion to put behind my back and that was a big help. Within an hour I had found a comfortable reclining position and the pain had eased a lot. My plan being that if the pain had got worse in the first 2-3 hours I would turn around and come home.

Just before 10am Bruce rang me, they had reached Cardwell. Driving in company with other cars is usually a little slower than driving alone and it seemed I might have already caught up about 15 minutes of the 75 minute time difference. Bruce told me they had to drive into Townsville to drop off some stuff at Bob’s workplace there, which would delay them and so we might meet up at Townsville.

The weather was overcast and cool. Once or twice a few drops of light rain fell on the windscreen but otherwise it stayed dry. I was enjoying driving my Corvette and passing slower traffic without being held up too much until the roadworks outside Tully. There we had to follow a slow roller at walking pace for 3 kms. After Tully the road gets straighter and also smoother and the Corvette ran quietly in overdrive at 100kph doing around 1900rpm.

After 2 hours driving I reached Cardwell and stopped for a pee. When I climbed back in the Corvette I couldn’t find a pain free position, which was a backward step. I was listening to an audio book on my Mp3 player plugged into the sound system – ‘Biggles Flying Detective’ which helped pass the time. The roadworks on the Cardwell range gave the clean vette a dose of mud and I wasn’t looking forward to cleaning it later that afternoon because of all the bending.

Stuffed full of painkillers etc I had that usual zonked out feeling and I was driving very carefully, fully aware my reactions might not be as quick as usual. It made me feel like the guy in the Movie ‘Vanishing Point’ although he was high on speed and I was zonked on slow!!

I was waiting for a chance to overtake a long line of cars and trucks doing 90kph when a small orange car zipped past and joined the queue in front of me. I always leave a gap so that I can start accelerating and build up speed when there’s an opportunity to overtake. The orange car looked like a Reliant Scimitar but turned out to be a Lotus Elite. After he had missed the next 3 overtaking opportunities on the long straight sections of the road 30 mins north of Townsville, I realized he had no plan, so at the next chance I passed him and the trucks and the caravan that was holding us all up.

A Lotus Elite

As the Townsville BP roadhouse came into sight, my phone rang and Bruce told me they had just arrived there. We met up and had some food. Bob & I had both topped up our tanks before leaving Cairns. My refuel at Townsville cost $37 for 98 octane and Bob’s $60 – another plus for fuel injection over carbys, but nothing beats that C3 Stingray shape!!

We set off in convoy for the last 125kms inland to Charters Towers. Once in the 110kph zone we made good time on the open road. Bob had the Targa roof off his Stingray again this year and I had reminded him how cold he was after this stretch of road last year, so he had his coat on.

Near the end of the journey we passed through three sets of road works, waiting just a few minutes at each one.

We arrived at the Cattlemans Rest Motel and I discovered I’d forgotten my car shampoo and sponge. While Bob began his long cleaning and waxing routine, I borrowed his sponge and gave my vette a very rough wash, being very careful of my back, then dried it with a towel. I now think towels are the best way to dry a car. Even better than the microfibre cloth I usually use.

Bob’s show preparation is very thorough and takes a few hours. We all had a few beers and stood around watching him, chatting and laughing. Bob was laying under his vette cleaning when Jacinta, our car club president’s wife, came by to say hello – she complained about all the roadworks on the way. I spoke to Bob and said, “Roadworks? We didn’t see any roadworks, did we Bob?” and Bob was super quick to catch on and replied, “No, did you come the back way?” – for a minute she looked really confused until she realized she’d been had- haha

It was already cold but as day turned to night, and Bob was still detailing his vette, the rain began. At first it was light mist, ‘Tasmanian Weather‘, declared my room mate Bob #2 who grew up in Tassie.

A group of bikers arrived, some with 3 wheeled Harleys and all with impressive sounding exhausts.

3 Wheeled Harley Davidson Motorbike

By the time Bob had finished the rain was coming down heavily. We put our cars to bed.

Corvettes Asleep in front of rooms 12 & 13

It felt like about 9pm but was only 7.30pm. We moved into a warm motel room to watch the footy. After that there was more talk and then to sleep.

Many of our car club were staying in Caravans at the showgrounds and they had a miserable night because of the rain and the cold. They reckoned it got down to 2C. One of the friends we meet at Charters Towers every year, Andre, runs a swap site and he had decided to camp there this year but the rain flooded the site and he spent an uncomfortable night sleeping in his car. We met up with him the next morning and he was pleading for us to get him a motel room!!

On Saturday morning it was v cold. My room mate Bob #2 is used to getting up at 4am. His alarm rang at 3.30am and he struggled to stay in bed till about 6am which was late for him and bloody early for me!!

I woke up and amazingly my back was cured!!! The drugs and a few beers having relaxed what must have been a very intense spasm. It was really incredible and I was very lucky. I knew I’d better continue to be careful, but it was a great relief.

Bob’s vette took a while to start, due to the cold, then we drove from the motel to the showgrounds & met up with the rest of the car club. It was decided not to set up our club display until after the traditional procession around town, scheduled for 11am. It was bitterly cold, somewhere around 10C, the wind increasing the chill factor. I had every piece of clothing on but never got warm.

Bob had paid admission fees for his Falcon as well as his vette, but Ross driving the Falcon, not knowing that, paid as well. I had been waved through without paying, so we worked out what had happened and I paid Bob. He wasn’t happy though, he felt he hadn’t paid enough and was going to go and pay some more cash. I suggested that as he had put so much work into preparing his vette, the money would be better used paying to enter the judging competition – something we usually don’t bother to do, being happy just to be in the club display and enjoy the weekend.

Bob went off to enter the judging comp and Bob #2, Bruce and I went over to the pavilion for breakfast. We had a full breakfast of 2 eggs, 2 sausages, 2 slices of bread, several pieces of bacon, then wandered around the swap meet. Next to Andre’s site was the Lotus Elite that had passed me on the road to Townsville. I spoke to the owner, Brian, who’s accent suggested a Northern Ireland heritage. He had the car for sale and I guess he thought showing it at the swap site was a better way of selling it. He said the engine had been reconditioned. Being used to Corvette’s I thought the Lotus Elite was a bit weird, being so low and with 4 seats.

After that we wandered around looking at all the cars on display. It was a grey overcast day with rain threatening, or would it be sleet?? Haha not in North Queensland!! Luckily neither arrived.

We drove around Town in the procession of about 60 vehicles, Performance, Historic, Classic, Hot Rods etc, led by a police car and with cops at the main intersections holding back the traffic for us. One kid saw my vette and we heard him shout excitedly, ‘wow look at that!!’ Usually everyone is ignoring mine and staring at Bob’s gleaming red Stingray. The kids that like the C4 Corvette shape often recognize it from video games.

Back at the showgrounds we parked Bob’s vette on the chequerboard display vinyl and set up our cars to form a club display.

All American Car Club setting up

The actual judging wasn’t until Sunday so this was a trial run. On Sunday we had more flags etc and a good display which won the trophy. By lunchtime I was hungry again and had curry & rice which was ‘Clive of India’ mince with peas and corn, not up to my Curry Nirvana standard but still tasty.

The anti inflammatory tablets I’d been taking all week finally had their usual effect on my stomach (no it wasn’t the curry!!) and I had several attacks of Diarrhea, made more difficult by having to remove the back brace and all the clothing I was wearing. I don’t think anyone noticed my urgent, bum clenched, Charlie Chaplin walks to the toilets!! Luckily in the rush to get to the showgrounds I had forgotten to take another anti inflammatory tablet that morning and I knew that I mustn’t take any more.

On Saturday afternoon there was a Go to Whoa competition. The bitumen where it’s held is getting very cut up, especially at the start, and there is loose gravel making it tricky to get a good grip to accelerate and also to brake. Competitors are given a flag start and have to accelerate 50 meters and then stop with their front wheels on a white line. It’s not as easy as it looks and many people miss the line, generally sliding past it with all 4 wheels locked, which we know is not the best way to stop a car!! Even an old steam powered vehicle from the early days of automobiles competed, and did OK. Of course his wheels were the size of stagecoach wheels and he had a good view of them. I think he got into 2^nd gear on his last attempt- it’s hard to know what is happening as he pulls different levers and there is a hissing and chugging.

We walked around looking at more cars that had arrived. By 3pm I was chilled to the bone. I’d had enough of the miserable weather so I drove back to the Motel to warm up. The two Bob’s, Ross and Bruce arriving soon after. We had a few beers, caught up with the Ingham guys, Ross, Theresa and Neale that we meet there each year and at 6.30pm we walked down to the Waverley pub for a feed.

The club members camping at the showground were there too and we had all the tables pulled together in the covered outside area, with about 20 of us around them. We had some good food but it was cold so we headed into the pokies room to get warm. I watched Bob work the pokies. The last time I played poker machines they had a handle on the side and weren’t connected to a computer in Brisbane, and Bob explained how the system works these days. The computer does all the work and it’s a bit scary to think it’s all pre ordered to make a set profit. With great cunning Bob beat the system. After that we walked the short distance back to the motel room to watch more footy.

We were all up early Sunday morning and drove over to the show to set up.

Two of these cars won prizes- the other one is mine!!

When everything was in place we headed off for another full breakfast. I normally don’t eat much breakfast but the cold weather made me really hungry.

I tied on the new windscreen banner which includes John Bondok’s phrase ‘The Best Value Sportscar in the World’. The weather was so miserable I saved my back and left the Targa top on. I stuck a couple of Info sheets on the dash which could be seen through the windscreen and put a FOR SALE sign under the wipers. It didn’t feel like car selling weather !!

“The Best Value Sportscar in the World”

I didn’t get any enquiries but it was a good start to the campaign. Several more vehicles turned up and I voted my personal award, ‘Best Smell’ to a 39 Ford army car. The interior was original, the leather was very cracked and it had a great old car smell.

’39 Army Ford V8 with Jeeps

My ‘best Smell’ award started 3 years ago when I noticed the smell from a TR6 which reminded me exactly of my old TR3A. Is there a ‘Triumph’ smell?  It seemed there was that day, the next day the smell had gone, perhaps because the TR6 had its roof down for two days in the sun and wind.

I had a long talk to Rob Casper who has an immaculate 1987 Corvette for sale, his partner is a car detailer and it shows, the black is BLACK, the Red is RED!! He’d only driven it once since we met last year which seems a shame – cars are for driving!!! I also spoke to Australian Corvettes Association member Troppo Vette who had driven over from Townsville to say hello. This year he left his white C4 outside the gates, which was a pity, I’d have liked to see what he’d done to it since last year.

Curry & Rice again for lunch, just because it was hot and easy to eat standing up, then another walk around the swap sites. Some of the stalls had packed up and left. The judging was taking a long time, I sat and watched a DVD on a TV outside our club awning. The DVD was US. Muscle V8 Collection, a 3 disc set and detailed the stories of the major US Muscle cars from conception onwards. I’m getting a copy as it was the best one I’ve seen.

US V8 Muscle Collection DVD

At 3pm we went for another procession drive around town, then assembled for a long awards ceremony. The sound system was loud but the nearest speakers were too far away and the sound was very confused, it was almost impossible to hear what the MC was saying.

Bob won ‘Best American’, WOW brilliant. Our President Robert Hall’s Trans Am won 2^nd prize in the same category, WOW!. The club won best display WOW!! we were scooping the pool!!!! Congratulations to Helen and Paula and team who plan and organise our display each year, somehow they had hit the right, prize winning display.  Aaron and Robert Hall our president came second in the observation rally, something I’ve never entered but plan to next year. What a great club result.

Back to the Motel and a beer. We watched amazed as the grey sky cleared just before dusk and revealed a clean blue sky. We had heard of a good pub in town that was warm and had music, so around 6.30pm we ordered a 12 seat Taxi and we & our Ingham mates piled in. When we arrived at the pub there was some problem, I think they wouldn’t let kids in and Neal from Ingham had his young son with him. We walked to the next pub down the road. We’d been cold for two days so when we walked in it felt like an oven, although the bar staff were wearing coats.

Bob played the pokies and won again, we had a good meal but my rare steak was blue which is too rare. It’s always hard to know how the chef interprets ‘rare’- anyway it tasted fine. When we left the two women bar staff called a taxi for us but it never arrived. It wasn’t that late but it was very quiet on the street, I got the feeling that ‘Charters Towers is now CLOSED’. Luckily Theresa sat inside the pub door to keep warm and so they couldn’t lock up until our taxi arrived. Eventually, because the two women wanted to go home, they offered to give us a lift home in their cars, which we were grateful for. It would have been a long and COLD walk back to the motel.

We stood outside our motel rooms having a beer and chatting under the stars until about midnight. My room mate, Bob #2, woke up very early, before 6am I think. He went outside for a smoke and left the door wide open. The motel rooms had no heating but were warm enough, with the door closed. I got up eventually, we paid the bill for our room and thanks to Bob #2’s early rising, I was loaded up and ready to go before Bob, Ross and Bruce showed their faces.

As Bob was staying in Townsville for work, Ross was going to drop the Falcon there and drive Bob’s Vette back to Cairns. There was no point in me following that procession, so as I was ready to go I said goodbye and headed out of Charters Towers for the long drive back to Cairns.

The weather stayed good. It was a typical blue sky day. I reached the 3 sets of roadworks and the ground had just been watered, so I knew that was the end of having a clean vette. I continued listening to the Biggles Audio book, enjoying the warmth of the sun with closed windows. I worked my way past the occasional traffic and long road trains and then had a clear road for half an hour. It was a beautiful day.

I refuelled at Townsville and made my way North with the ever increasing heat of the morning sun shining in the windscreen and through the glass roof. I reached Cardwell at noon and stopped for a sausage roll, it was big but not that tasty, however, as I sat reclined in the vette, with the big V8 burbling along at 100kph, on a blue sky day, with music playing on the stereo, sausage roll in hand, it felt like one of those fantastic moments that we remember forever. I was really enjoying the drive.

I arrived home at 2:20pm, a tad under a 6 hour drive. Long enough to feel I’d had a good drive but not so long as to be tiring. I knew the vette was dirty so I gave it a wash straight away. It was the dirtiest I’ve ever seen it, WTF were they using on the roadworks? It was like cement dust. These photo’s don’t show how bad it was.

The car was really dirty, this photo doesn’t show it very well

There was no shine in real life, covered with clay or cement dust!

So ends another Charters Towers weekend. It’s hard to capture on paper the camaraderie, the laughs and why I am desperate to go each year. Since I stopped sailing, it’s the closest thing I do now to an adventure. Both Bob & I agreed that driving our Corvettes long distance is very different from doing the same journey in a normal car, it makes us feel extra alive.

I really enjoy driving my C4 on long trips. I enjoy the technology both under the hood and in the cockpit where everything is to hand and the seats fit my body. Overtaking with 5.7 litres of fuel injected grunt is easy, except that there are many people driving along at around 93kph and as usual they speed up to over 100kph when there is an overtaking lane, making it impossible to pass without going over the speed limit. When the overtaking lane ends they all slow back to 93kph!!! If I am still at the rear I wait for the brake lights to come on as everyone slows back to 93kph, and they always do!

I use the cruise control all the time. If I catch up to another car, then my rule is to overtake it, even if it seems at the time to be going close to the speed limit, because they will always slow down if the road gets dark with overhanging trees, goes uphill or goes round a long corner. Plus when they catch a slower vehicle they will then take ages to pass it, if at all.

On a short trip of 30 mins, overtaking is not so important because there’s not much difference in the time the journey takes, but in a 6 hour trip, the difference between 100kph & 93kph can mean an extra hours driving.

I’m currently considering selling my Corvette. It’s kinda crazy after all the money and work I’ve spent getting it into good condition, but there are other cars I’d like to have and as I grow older I see that there are only so many years left for me to do that.

My next car might be either a late model C5, a Stingray, perhaps 1982 or a Trans Am/Camaro.

If I do sell the vette and get an older stingray, I wonder if I will enjoy the long drives as much ?

It’s an easy fix, but pictures always help.

The mirror is held onto the motor by three points – the trunnion which is a mini UJ in the center, the threaded motor rod on the outside and a pivot at the center bottom.

It’s clipped in. With fingers behind the glass mirror it can be gently eased out of it’s clips. I wouldn’t be surprised if the thin trunnion broke, or the clips fractured so it’s worth being very careful. Mine were held in very stiffly but I had no problems.,

The motor is held by 3 screws to a frame and it was the frame that was loose and rattling.

I removed the 3 large screws holding the motor onto the frame- circled in yellow.

Once the motor was removed I could see the 3 screws holding the frame and they were all loose. I removed and cleaned them then retightened them

Pressing the mirror back into it’s clips, especially the top of the trunnion, required more force than I expected. All went back OK and no more rattling noise from a loose door mirror.

I got the information from several posts on the the Corvette Forum  http://forums.corvetteforum.com/c4-tech-performance-48/?id=48  ,  from 101 Projects for the Corvette by Richard Newton  and from a friend, Rod, who has done the job himself.(Rod’s comments in italics)

There are plenty of warnings on the Corvette Forum NOT to buy cheap Chinese bearings.

I bought the bearings from Corvette Recycling  http://www.corvetterecycling.com/ in 2009 for us$356

Each side has a steel, teflon coated washer which is important to prevent noises. I found them at Corvette Central, us$35 inc shipping.

Here are my notes to Steve the owner/mechanic at Advanced Automotive Cairns, who looks after my vette really well -

Hi Steve,

Have supplied two new washers (see diagram) these are very important and stop a click noise – they must go the right way round and should fit flush with the hub- note how the old ones are fitted. Please use plenty of anti seize grease on splines and washers.

Some people remove the halfshaft, some leave it in place and get at the torx bolts with a 6″ or 12″ extension- The torx bolts need to be clean and if stuck can be heated carefully.

Taking shaft out makes access easier but more work. Problem is torx bolts are often frozen in and you have a problem getting the right leverage around the shaft.  Spray with WD40 before. Make sure torx bolt heads clean first so no slip.

Note: Steve left the halfshaft in place, but says he needed several extensions to get access and he used a NEW torx bit.

Make sure you wire brush the splines on the yoke clean

PROCEDURE:

1 Remove ABS sensor to prevent damage

2 Undo 2 bolts holding caliper to knuckle ( spindle / upright / whatever you want to call it )  and tie caliper assembly out of the way.

3 remove brake rotor

4 remove cotter pin (36mm) and washer from brake assembly
Hub nut is 36mm; should be tight , very f’ing tight.

5 Mark half shaft so it can be replaced same position

6 Remove UJ straps and drop half shaft
Don’t always work like that. Shaft will not necessarily drop out without removing other suspension parts ( bottom chamber arm ) so knuckle can be levered out to gain clearance room for uni cap to clear side yoke

7. Undo three 55mm torx bolts that hold bearing in

Refit
1 Tighten torx bolts to 66ftlbs

2 Fit new thin Teflon coated washers on splined area of half shaft
Must fit up flush to the inside. If there is a gap they are on backwards
Put a little grease on both sides. Washers should fit directly against the bearing

3 Install halfshaft, leave caps off

4 Place calliper bracket and bearing on rear spindle- lube splines with anti seize grease

5 Install spindle washer and nut

6 Tighten nut to 185-192 Ft/Lbs – get it tight on car and finish when wheels on ground

7 Replace nut retainer and fit

8 Replace brake rotor

9 Install calliper

10 Install abs sensor new cotter pin

Split View Diagram – Teflon Washer arrowed- (NOTE Main nut Torque setting incorrect here)

My old sailing mate Reidy was visiting from NSW and he shared the driving. I spent a day cleaning,  polishing and getting ready for the trip, including checking the engine over for loose connections and possible problems.

We left Cairns just before 9am Friday morning. Bob’s Falcon Wagon with most of our gear was in the lead with Ross, his brother in law and Bruce in the wagon because both their Camaro’s are being restored. Bob drove roofless the 7 hrs to Charters Towers in his 76 Stingray, and we were at the rear in my 88 C4 Corvette.

We had a sedate 2 hr drive to Cardwell where we stopped. I was busting for a pee and as I limped painfully to the toilet block at the servo, many body parts aching and my bladder full, I saw there was a cleaners sign barring the mens toilets- Oh NO!!!! Luckily the cleaner saw my distress and let me in!!

Reidy was semi reluctant to drive because he was afraid to damage the vette. He is a fast motorbike rider but a careful bloke, I had no worries at all letting him drive. I got him in the drivers seat, put my hand over the hood and slowly moved it forwards, telling him to say stop when he thought I was at the front- he stopped me short by about 600mm !!! as expected. It’s always a good idea to know where the front of the car is and with that sorted, he drove two hours to Townsville.

I found it extremely comfortable in the passenger side, more leg room and not having to concentrate. We played a few CD’s and time went by quickly. Soon we were at the BP fuel depo Southside of Townsville. We had some food there, hamburger and chips etc, refueled and continued the journey to Charters Towers. The outback road had some big B Double trucks plus caravans and cars with trailers going to the show. We arrived about 4.30pm and signed into the motel.

We’d driven through a light shower and the vette was dirty so we gave it a quick shampoo while Bob waxed his car. We had a few beers then walked into town about 6.30pm to get some food. We couldn’t find any pubs that had people eating in them, which is our way of finding out where the good food is - the place was fairly dead for a Friday night. We ended up at a Chinese Restaurant run by Chinese people. Food was only average, grog expensive. It was v warm in there and v cold outside when we walked back to the Motel, the stars shining brightly in this old outback mining town. Bob, Bruce & Ross had the room next to us in the motel and we had a few more beers and lots of laughs, standing outisde, next to our Corvettes, then watched the footy replay on Foxtel TV before going to sleep.

Saturday morning we drove to the showgrounds and had breakfast at 8.30am. I didn’t enter the competition, just happy to be part of the club display. Many of the American Car Club committee have caravans and stay at the showgrounds on the spot where we display – they get use of the toilet block, water and electricity at real bargain prices, it looks like a good thing. What I reckon is funny is that some of them have huge American cars but tiny caravans!! They had a good display planned and we helped to set it up – my vette at the front with hood up.

Also notice the orange footprints we sprayed on the ground. 

 We spent the morning looking at all the cars on display and walking through the swapmeet. I didn’t realise I had so much valuable old stuff at home, I saw several things at the swapmeet that I have just thrown out!! My right groin began to really hurt and continued to give me trouble all through the weekend whenever standing. I could ease it by sitting and sometimes go a few minutes standing or walking before it hurt again. It turned out to be a hernia.
My damm body needs reconditioning!!

We had a drive through the streets at midday. By then the sky was blue and the weather was perfect. Bob and I had a running gag for the 2 day show because whenever we are together, driving or parked, people always look at his Stingray and not my C4. This time I had a lot of people looking at mine and I kept calling out a viewer report to him, like 3 and none!! meaning 3 around mine and none around his.

Ross Bob & Bruce the 3 center guys with hats -

Around 4.30pm we drove back to the motel and had a few beers outside the motel room. Friends from Ingham hadn’t been able to book our motel this year, so they walked round from their motel to visit us and slowly an impromptu party happened under the stars. Eventually about 20 people were all drinking laughing etc out in the cold night air. The Ingham mob went to book the motel for next year and came back saying there were only 3 or 4 rooms left, so Bob and I swiftly went to re-book our rooms for next years Queens Birthday weekend.

At about 9pm my ears were dropping off with the cold, I’m used to our hot humid Cairns weather. There were two old bikies with us and both were wearing beanies so I put mine on and stood with them for a while. Bob reckoned I looked like a big tough bugger standing by the bikies with the beany on. He said he looked up and suddenly there were 3 bikies and he wondered who the other bloke was!! hehehe it was me!  We got hungry and ordered Pizzas for about 15 of us – there was a 90 minute delay!!! In Charters Towers!! By the time it arrived we were all v hungry and there was a Piranha like feeding frenzy to gobble as much Pizza as possible.

Sunday morning we drove back to the show. This was the official judging day of the show and Bob had waxed his vette again the night before, it was so shiny that NOTHING could stick to it!!
Bob’s Stingray center of pic -

Mid morning a bloke I met on the Aussie Corvette forum, Troppo Vette arrived from Townsville and we had a long chat and looked at each other’s vette’s. His white paintwork is very good but he hasn’t had time yet to clean up the engine bay. He was reluctant to lift the hood – always a sign hehehe. I could see that it would clean up easily and he liked my chrome rocker covers. I appeared very knowledgeable about matters C4 and gave him some handy info- also to Rob Casper who had his gleaming red 87 parked beside Troppo. It’s amazing how much knowledge I have picked up in 7 years of vette ownership!! My thanks to everyone who is heping me on my Corvette journey.

At 2pm we drove around the streets again then waited for the presentation at 3.30pm. Our club won the display last year and this year there really was no other displays worth mentioning so I was very surprised when another club won – hmmm, must send the judges some magnifying glasses- we had 3 helium balloons per car, a tall 5 metre mast with helium balloons and American flag stuff everywhere, every car had a poster saying what happened the year that car was built – BTW in 1988 Prozac was invented !!

 We drove back to the motel, had a few beers then at dusk walked to the RSL club about 2 kms away. The stars in the outback are amazing and reached almost to the horizon on this moonless night.  On the way there John passed us in his Buick Wildcat, then stopped to pick up Bob & Ross who were 20 metres in front of us. Kel & Coral, Bruce & Helen also drove past us in their big American cars while Reidy, Bruce & I continued walking to the RSL. When we got there we heard there was not enough food for everyone, so John’s Wildcat and Bruce’s GTO ferried a bunch of us to the Waverley pub where we had thick juicy steaks and a very reasonable price.

A few more drinks back at the Motel and we turned in around midnight. Woke up Monday morning 7.15am, loaded the cars, paid our bill and began the long drive home. Bob decided to keep his roof on and started off in the lead. We had breakfast just north of Townsville at a servo. Half chicken and chips filled a hole – $7. Reidy took over driving and we left first, a few mins ahead of the others. I plugged the MP3 player into the CD and we listened to an interview with Wayne Bennet among other things.

We refueled at Cardwell and I took over driving back to Cairns. We saw some speed traps but they were all working the north-south side of the road. We arrived home 3.30pm, about 6 hours of driving and 30 mins of breakfasting.

My vette used no oil during the trip. Water temps were too low, we only saw 73-79C most of the time, The radiator shop have put the wrong T stat in because I usually have minimum set at 84C so I will have to change that. Oil pressure was 63psi at 1900 revs which is good.

As always it was the people who made the weekend – Bob, Ross, Bruce, the Ingham Crowd, the American Car club etc. Having my old mate Reidy along was a bonus, we’ve sailed thousands of miles together and had a ton of laughs along the way. He’s a retired aircraft engineer and has restored old jags as well as raced motorbikes so he was interested in everything at the show. I haven’t seen him for a few years and catching up was great.

My vette got it’s fair share of attention -

Most jobs done this year were part of preparing the vette for the long 7 hour drive each way to the Charters Towers Car Show Weekend in June. Written up here – Charters Towers 2010

January

Radiator flushed and new O ring tank seals. New upper and lower Radiator Hoses
February

New Nippondenso Airconditioner compressor, dryer and orifice tube. Flushed twice.

The front seal failed after 6 months !!!! so here’s a WARNING – although the unit you buy may be new, it may have been sitting on a shelf for years. I had to have the unit reconditioned and the system regassed, which cost nearly as much as buying and installing the unit the first time!!!

I also took the opportunity to have the pressure hose replaced because it is designed for R12 gas and is known to beocome porous over time with 134A gas. It’s the lower hose exiting the compressor in this picture.

Fitted a New Serpentine Belt

March

Replaced heater and oil cooler hoses.

I discovered that during the right hand drive conversion, the oil cooler hose had been connected up the wrong way and was actually sending the hottest water to the oil cooler. The cool water outlet had been blocked off!!.

With great advice from NSW Corvette Guru, Rod, I replaced the blocked fitting with a brass L piece and led a hose straight to the oil cooler. The aluminium tube normally used to transfer coolant up to the water pump was not connected, possibly because it leaked, so I lead new hose up to the water pump.

This picture was taken looking straight up from the ground. On the right is the oil cooler – the brass L piece is labelled “1/4″ NPT 90 degree with 5/8″ barb”

Before routing the new hoses I checked the correct way to connect the cooling system with several people, including Rod, Ben, John Bondok and the Corvette Forum.

Here is the correct water flow chart for RIGHT HAND DRIVE converted C4′s -

Replaced power steering hoses. Although they were only 3.5 years old, they were leaking -

May

Replaced rear wheel bearings with genuine OEM bearings Full Info on How to here -Rear Wheel Bearings Instal

Replaced front shock absorbers with Monroe Sensa-trac.

Note: I fitted rear Monroe sensa- trac shock absorbers in 2008 and found they made the ride less harsh. The Nexen tyres fitted in 2009 also improved the ride quality although I think they are so soft you can feel the sidewalls give on hard cornering. At the vette tyre size of 275x40x17  I wouldn’t recommend them for high speed work, but I do recommend them for a less harsh ride.

June.

Because the reconditioned head was now 5 years old,   I had the head pressure tested to ensure that the head gasket was in top condition. As well as pressuring each cylinder, the entire system was pressurised and left overnight. All tests passed with flying colours.

Replaced the Sony CD player with a new one with MP3 input.

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It set hard in a few hours and made the black paint look very shiny. I think it will be an excellent rust preventer because it is a thick semi hard coat and the drips were very hard to remove (with Kerosene).

I had many replies to my post on the Corvette forum about which weatherstip glue to use for the weatherstrip.