Adventure 3 - More Goat Tails

We're still in shakedown mode, sticking close to home and learning the personality quirks of this particular Volkswagen.
Here's what we know so far:

The Gronk does not appreciate idleness. (Please turn off the key while waiting at the Greek drive-thru window.)

She likes to keep things simple. 3 windshield wiper speeds is too many. (But that's ok; Washingtonians don't need Intermittent anyway.)

She's not as speedy as the thinks she is. "70" mph is actually more like 50.

Adventure 2 - Goat Tails

First overnight! At the Goat Farm with Grandma Connie, and since you can never have too many grandmas, we brought Pope!

Here's a great way to tell tails:

And look at this: Mommy figured out how to make the front seats turn around!

Adventure 1 - Horsetails

Our first Gronckle adventure –

There’s a well-kept secret, just across the Narrows bridge from T-town; a municipal park and beach, easy walk from the parking lot, dogs allowed. A beach blanket, gluten-free beer for some, juice for others, pine-cone rings –aka dried pineapple, sun, sand, rocks, and trains across the channel. Pretty much all that's needed for an excellent day.

Mommy taught us how to take horsetails apart and put them back together. Not as easy as it looks.

Prequel

Prequel

This is The Gronckle:

So named because of her resemblance to:

- both in form and in character. ‘… relentless, stubborn, and direct like a compact rhino, yet very loyal to its rider.’

You must know that How to Train Your Dragon is a great favorite with us.

Dad’n found her on Craig’s List, some 60 miles north of us; sellers unaware of what a Westy is, but very happy to let her go to a grandma to go camping with her grandsons – a traditional role for her, apparently. She is a 1983-1/2 VW Westfalia camper. Very first of the water-cooled VWs.  Seems to be in excellent mechanical condition; has some appearance issues, but she is, after all, a 30-year old Volkswagen.

Mima bought her, and the adventures begin.