Travelling in the Good Old Days
Horseless Carriages / Automobiles
|Maybe a 1913 Dodge?|
|Eugene's 1931 Chevy|
“Ford”. Fix Or Repair Daily
Dad always had a ford but because of a poor fuel pump would not climb the hill to our house in Telegraph. So, we backed it up the last half a mile to get home. I remember leaving it in places that day and having to come back the next to get it. It had mechanical brakes and Dad was always working on them. They looked good but we left our house more or less out of control. Lee drove up under a big semi when he couldn’t stop.
|1929 Ford Model A|
With a screw-driver, a wrench (ever hear of a monkey wrench), a hammer and some bailing-wire, you could always get home. If the ignition failed you could shine them up or replace them. Gas ran by gravity to the engine, no problem. If the battery failed, you pushed it and someone would pop the clutch to start it. If that failed you could jack one of the rear wheels off the ground, put it in gear and turn the suspended wheel until it started. I started many vehicles this way. We were lucky to go a hundred miles without a mechanical problem of some kind. Generators (now alternators) never seemed to work but most gas-stations carried them. Admiral Ray of the Bingham Navy said his skills at the shifter-shop got us to the High Uinta’s once.
|I drove down this road to get to Fruita, Utah--Capitol Wash|
Rural roads were narrow, mostly one lane where you had to pull off the road when another car approached. Once I was in a spot where it was unreasonable for me to back-up so we sat an looked at each other until he decided to back up. You can still see some of these old roads, if you look close while travelling to Logan you can see why it was called “Sardine Pass”.
To get to Fruita down in Wayne Wonderland (now called Capitol Reefs), if there was no rain you could drive down Capitol Reef Wash but take a shovel because there could be rocks and holes to contend with. Once I had to leave Dads car at Bowns Reservoir and come back the next day and build a road.
But there were no people and hardly anyone fishing or hunting. It was a wonderful time to live.