SOUTH TEXAS AUSTIN-HEALEY CLUB 

Texas Healey Roundup 2018

APRIL 6-8, 2018
Nacogdoches, Texas

 STAHC Members in attendance:
  • Tina & Bob Adkins
  • Bonnie & David Ayer
  • Lera & Ron Borden
  • Pam & Bob Chamberlain
  • Joy & Michael Escriva
  • Simina & Jack Hawkins
  • Julie & Brett Miller
  • Karen & Jim Richmond


“It was a Dark and Stormy Night,” to quote the title of the latest manuscript by Snoopy, Charlie Brown’s dog. And indeed Friday night was dark and stormy. Roundup 2018 attendees were greeted with heavy rain, thunder and lightning.  Fortunately no hail accompanied the storms that moved through Nacogdoches.  None the less our Healeys were hunkered down under any available covered shelter.




 
Popularity, Saturday morning

Saturday morning began much cooler with a stiff breeze, drizzle, and steadily dropping temperatures.  The first event of the day was the Popularity Contest with Healeys lining the downtown square. The cars were positioned in 3 groups:
  • Convertibles
  • Roadsters
  • and Sprites
Convertibles
 
Roadsters

More Roadsters


Sprites





Healeys and bundled up Healey admirers
   Healey "Wanna-be" BJ9??

Jim Richmond and Vince Barnell (Gulf Coast Healey Club) inspect Michael Escriva's Sprite during Saturday's Popularity show. (GCHC members Al & Jeanette Amato's yellow square body Sprite is in the background. The Amato's won the First Place Sprite award at Popularity)

Popularity Awards won by STAHC entries

First Place - Roadster:

Chamberlain's 100M!

BEST OF SHOW: Escriva's Bugeye Sprite!



 
The proud Best of Show winners, Joy and Michael Escriva

Below is another look at the Chamberlain's Popularity First Place - Roadster 100M

(Pam & Bob Chamberlain also won first place in the Rallye!  Congratulations twice!)



Road Rallye, Saturday Afternoon

After lunch the Rallye was run with the temperature continuing to drop and under skies that remained cloudy. Off we went through the Piney Woods of East Texas.  In spite of the gloomy weather the route was beautiful.  It ended with a well deserved stop at the Fredonia Brewery.

Julie Miller (nice hat, Julie!) and Tom Taff (No. Tex. AHC) enjoying some of the brewery’s finest Pam and Bob Chamberlain sharing a
humorous moment at the Fredonia Brewery




Banquet & Awards, Saturday evening

Mike Johnson, Gulf Coast Healey Club, at the podium presenting awards. STAHC members Bob Adkins, Jim Richmond, Tina Adkins, and Karen Richmond in the foreground.

Roundup coordinators Mike & Ann Johnson


Brett & Julie Miller


Tina & Bob Adkins with Simina & Jack Hawkins

Richmonds with Lera & Ron Borden


Bonnie Ayer, Pam & Bob Chamberlain

Michael Escriva, David Ayer, & Joy Escriva



Other Roundup Images


David Ayer relaxing at
the Fredonia Brewery
following the Rally.



The Fredonia Hotel -
Host hotel for
Roundup2018


The Escrivas, center,
flanked by the Chamberlains
 



It was a Healey Adventure
by Bob & Tina Adkins

Healey packed and ready? Oil – check, and 5 extra quarts in the boot - should be plenty, brake fluid – check, and a quart in the boot, radiator fluid – check, with a gallon in the boot, dash pots – check, tire pressure and don’t forget the spare – check, Rainex on the windscreen – check, tools – check, sunscreen – check, top and tonneau - check. Luggage, phones, jackets… We were ready and over equipped.

The 3000 started and ran great as we headed out from our house near Dripping Springs for the 228-mile trek to Nacogdoches and Texas Healey Roundup 38. We stopped in College Station to visit our son, Cameron, a freshman at A&M. He bought us lunch at Sabisa, the main dining hall on campus, and we dropped off his electric guitar. A couple hours later and two quarts of oil and we were back on the road.

The day was getting warmer but it looked like we would miss the rain. After a long stop at a stoplight in the middle of nowhere, reminding us of the tollbooth in Blazing Saddles, the car didn’t want to turnover. We waved the cars around us. Finally it started and we were off 10 minutes later when the light turned green again. Not overheating, oil pressure a bit low but still acceptable, hmmm.

In Crockett we needed gas so stopped at a rather sketchy looking gas station. A guy pulled in behind me – told us how great it was to see an Austin-Healey on the road (He had a MGA in his garage that he was fixing up…). Another one and a half quarts of oil, check all the other fluids, and ready to go – not. Nothing from the starter. One of the sketchy looking guys in the area pulled over in his old truck and offered a jump. Thinking, what the heck, we gave it a shot – didn’t help. So he called over a couple of his buddies that were hanging around the station and they gave me a push – started right up. Friendly, great bunch of guys.

We made it in to Nacogdoches and checked in. Over beer we discussed what could cause either the excessive oil consumption or not starting. With some help (thanks, Brett!) and borrowed equipment (thanks Tom!) we started eliminating things. Note to self: a multi meter is a handy thing to take along. Thinking we may have a handle on things we pulled the cars under an overhang as the rain looked like it would hit later that evening.

The next day we got a push start and drove over to the popularity location. Another push got us back to the hotel a few hours later. Given the issues we made the strategic decision to not run the Rallye that afternoon (after another one and a half quarts of oil I was about out and pushing the car any time we needed a start was getting old.) It was a chilly damp afternoon but we wandered around Nacogdoches, visiting a couple of historic buildings with museums, a few of the local shops (including a really nice stained glass store), and the local AutoZone for more oil.

Sunday morning was bright and cold. It made push starting the car a challenge. We wore out several sets of volunteers over the next hour or so trying to get the car started while pushing it up and down those flat streets. Some random guy in a pickup, that had stopped to help, said he had to go but had we thought of starter fluid? Off Tina went to the AutoZone. Starter fluid in hand, a fresh set of volunteers, Hillary at the clutch – the 3000 started right up. Ron and Lera as chase crew – off we went.

Low on gas we stopped at the same sketchy station in Crockett. Oddly we didn’t need any oil – other fluids fine. Again the locals (one used to have an MGB…) volunteered to help us get going, with Ron at the clutch this time. Ron had an odd comment about “what I did for brakes” as he got out. Thinking nothing of it we hit the road again. As we went I noticed the brakes were a bit soft. As we went they seemed to get softer and softer. Pumping didn’t help. No issue with clutch though. Odd.

It was cold driving. We hadn’t put the top up and didn’t want to stop so Tina tightened her jacket and sat on her hands. I found an old pair of driving gloves and managed to slip them on. They didn’t keep my hands from getting numb over the next hour or so. Finally, I realized I needed to get the gloves off. When I got them off my hands were bone white – the gloves had cut off my circulation. It took another hour to get some color and feeling back. Cold hands aren’t so bad…

I was getting very concerned with the brakes and the thought of going through city traffic had me worried so we stopped east of Bastrop to check things out. Needed gas but no oil – what? Brake fluid fine. We gave up and called for a tow. They said they’d be there in 45 minutes so Ron, Lera, and Tina went for some burgers. Two hours later and a number of phone calls (where are you again?) and the tow truck arrived.


The end of the day and Roundup for the Adkins’ Healey

We waved good-bye to Ron and Lera (thanks for the support!) and hopped in the cab with our driver. What a storyteller. We just wished he could do it with at least one hand on the wheel. Somehow we mostly stayed on the road and didn’t hit anyone. We did notice that other cars were staying as far away as they could. A couple hours later we made it into our drive, unloaded the car, and pushed it into the garage. The 4-hour drive had taken over 9 hours. Our dogs were happy to see us and, hey, no porcupine quills!