Been a while since I was last here so a bit of background. I've recently moved to the rural Manawatu which is awesome, but it is a little further from the office than it used to be. I work from home mostly but occasionally drive down to Wellington for a night and do a couple of days at the office.
So the MR2 recently sailed through it's warrant so I could register it again, and on Thursday I thought, hey why not make the trip to Wellington in the MR2? That'll be fun.
So I was up at 5am to avoid traffic. Packed the battery charger just in case, It had been going flat lately. The drive was good, made a few notes of some things to check out on the car - wheel balance perhaps, might be time for another service soon. That sort of thing. I start pulling into Wellington and glance at the clock - very dim. Not good. I pull into a parking building, try to lower the window to get my ticket. Nothing. Bugger. Alternator likely dead. I open the door grab my ticket, park the car and carry my battery and charger across town and get it charging at work for the trip to my mates place after work.
That all goes as expected, and I leave the battery charging at his place at the end of the day. Catch a lift with him to work in the morning as we start speculating if the cricket will be on or not - lots of rain forecast.
The day finishes up at work, the rain arrives, the cricket is cancelled so we go bowling instead. Back to his place at 9ish and on the road with my fully charged battery by 10pm. You guys probably see the problem that I missed at this point.
Batteries don't last as long when the headlights are on and the wipers are going. I worked it out by Otaki, the clock was beginning to fade. Plan B formulated - I could get to my sisters beach house at Waitarere, I had a key on me.
I make it to Levin and it's clear that things are getting tight.
Waitarere Beach turnoff arrives and the headlights are beginning to get dim. This is getting dangerous, but we are nearly at the house, take it slow, keep very left.
About 1.9km from plan B destination the car stops. bugger. I push it well off the road, load myself up with my belongings, including battery and charger and head off for the house. In the rain.
40mins later I arrive, soaking wet, tired, arms dead from carrying the battery. I would swap hands every 100steps. tough going.
I got the battery on the charger again and started drying off my stuff before bed.
Good nights sleep, and another walk ahead. Battery looks charged enough, and I find a kids scooter in the garage which will serve as a battery trolly. All good.
Start approaching the little white car and I can see it's still there, phew. Why would I be worried, it was a rain storm, and the car has been on the side of the road only since 11:30pm. Surely theives wouldn't have had time to even think about it right? Wrong. smashed passenger side window. Brilliant.
Thankfully the car wasn't going to be easy to steal with no batteries, and I'd cleared all of my valuables out. They pinched my mag lock nut and emptied my glovebox full of receipts and things onto the floor. Dickheads. Thankfully they didn't raid my sweet supply of era appropriate CD's. Funny that. Not that I had the battery power to listen to any of them.
Anyway the car started with the battery and I managed to get the lights to pop down again. Aside from the glass in the cockpit it was a very enjoyable ride home once the rain cleared up.
Hope your weekend is off to a better start than mine.
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