Wednesday, April 27, 2011


Last week, on our way home from lovely Chincoteague, our Ol' Girl had a big day.

Westy -- our 1987 Volkswagen Vanagon, conversion to camper thanks to Westfalia (and truly, thank you very much, Westfalia) -- known to one and all as Westy -- hit a milestone.

199,993 . . .

199,993 miles! Whoo hoo!

199,997 . . .

We bought Westy in 2000, when she was a young girl of 13 and had -- get this -- 49,000 miles on her. She was, in those heady, glorious days, a Creampuff.

199,999 . . . 0

So we proceeded to live in her and drive her around the country eight times in the ensuing eight years, stopping for months at a time in some of the very coolest places the U.S. of A. has to offer.

199,999 . . . 1

Those were fabulous times. There were a couple not so fabulous times, too, but through no fault of Westy's.

199,999 . . . 7

She just kept chugging and chugging along, happily and serenely. Call us anthropomorphizers, but our Ol' Girl loved those years.

And then, all of a sudden . . .


The Big 200,000 . . .

200,000 miles, baby.

. . . just like that.

The thing about hitting a milestone like this one is you can't necessarily predict or decide exactly where you'll be when the odometer busts her move.

We were driving by a CVS in Bethany Beach, Delaware.

And so we did the only thing that one can do, when one's beloved rig hits 200,000 well-earned miles driving along the Atlantic Coast.

We pulled right over and had ourselves a party.

Yay, Westy!

Whoo Hoot!

Nicely done, Ol' Girl!

(Maniacal Happy Westy Face)

We shared a Yuengling in Westy's honor -- we still had about 400 miles left to drive home, afterall -- and went along our merry way.

200,001 . . .

The thing about Westy? 200,000 is just another day for her. A fantastic day, a memorable day, a day for the ages, but she's a Yeoman, and she still has to drive us home.

200,002 . . .

Which is exactly what she did. We headed north, and took that 200,000 miles and added another 400.

And onward we go . . .


unmitigated me said...

It's as good as a birthday. I want me a Westy.

JS said...

I want me a Westy, too! If you ever breed her, I want a puppy.

Pickles and Dimes said...

Yay!!! Your Westy is a champ. I wish we could bring our little pop-up camper and camp with your Westy. She could teach us many things. :)

Mom C. said...

Congratulations Westy, what a woman! mom

Me, You, or Ellie said...

The ol' girl is getting old, but with grace.

Can't wait to see where you are when she hits 300,000 miles....


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Oh, I just *LOVE* this! Happy Big Day, Westy!! And I love the idea of breeding them - genius!

Great stuff, sister.


Captain Dumbass said...

Das auto!