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found a few with free sam­ples plus a great lit­tle brew­ery to visit. The Jacuzzi Win­ery, owned by the fam­ily who in­vented the spa pumps of the same name, was a high­light and boasted an im­pres­sive dis­play of early pumps near the bath­rooms.

As Ross drove, I chat­ted to a cou­ple of rec­om­mended Porsche shops in Portland to see if any could com­plete a quick top end re­build. I got onto Kurt at Mar­que Mo­tors, who thought he could turn it around in one to two weeks, and could start the job the day af­ter to­mor­row. So that be­came the plan, and 630 miles of un­event­ful driv­ing north on the I-5 saw us ar­rive in up­town Portland just on dark the fol­low­ing evening.

Drop­ping the car at the shop first thing, our Portland hosts (friends re­cently moved from Mel­bourne) then drove us out to As­to­ria, a small coastal town for­merly fa­mous for its fish can­ner­ies and about ninety min­utes by road. We lunched in the lo­cal brew­ery with sea lions vis­i­ble through the glass floor, toured the mar­itime mu­seum and ex­plored the beach in the lo­cal state park.

Be­fore leav­ing Aus­tralia we had booked to race my 911 in the Porsche Club of Amer­ica’s Portland au­tocross. De­spite not be­ing able to run we went along to watch, and learn­ing of our prob­lems, the event or­gan­iser ar­ranged track rides with some of the reg­u­lars. We scored spins in an ’84 Car­rera, a brand new Cay­man GTS, and a 914. The field was only about half Porsches, the rest be­ing an eclec­tic mix fea­tur­ing a brand new Mus­tang, a 240Z, an early ’90s Mazda MX-5, and plenty of WRXS.

The au­tocross fin­ished up mid-af­ter­noon, which, nat­u­rally, led to an im­promptu brew­ery tour. Portland is known for its beers, with over 60 brew­eries within the city lim­its serv­ing a pop­u­la­tion of merely 600,000. We man­aged

We had the Porsche stored at CARS USA’S fa­cil­ity in Long Beach, Cal­i­for­nia prior to our ar­rival. They also spe­cialise in world­wide freight­ing of col­lec­tor cars. A one-trip per­mit from the Cal­i­for­nia DMV for US$20 al­lowed us to drive legally to Ari­zona to ob­tain regis­tra­tion.

We reg­is­tered in Ari­zona be­cause they have at­trac­tive tax­a­tion rules on used cars pur­chased from a pri­vate seller. For US$15 they also of­fer 90-day regis­tra­tion, avail­able to non-us cit­i­zens and valid in all states. You must have photo-id and ar­range Ari­zona in­sur­ance to qual­ify.

The in­sur­ance re­quires an in-state postal ad­dress – we used a friend’s in Phoenix.

to visit four of them on the way back up­town.

Now lack­ing a means of trans­port, we were forced into a rental car to con­tinue our road trip – al­beit with an un­planned loop back to Portland at a later date – and ended up with the an­tithe­sis of the Porsche: a plain, white, au­to­matic Toy­ota Camry. Back home, such ve­hi­cles are nick­named ‘white­goods on wheels’, and it cer­tainly lived up to that rep­u­ta­tion, prov­ing ex­tremely ad­e­quate but not in the slight­est bit ex­cit­ing. Un­doubt­edly though, it was a plus to have work­ing A/C and a stereo that could be clearly heard at high­way speeds. We ac­cli­ma­tised to its ‘per­for­mance’ on a run to Columbia River Gorge na­tional scenic area to check out Vista House, an ob­ser­va­tory and pi­o­neer me­mo­rial with ex­ten­sive views of the river in both di­rec­tions and im­pres­sive nearby wa­ter­falls.

Later we popped into Mar­que Mo­tors to check the progress of the 911. The en­gine was out and stripped of ac­ces­sories and oil build-up in cylin­ders num­ber 3 and 6 ex­haust ports was plain to see. But with the heads yet to come off I was still wor­ried about the con­di­tion of the cylin­ders – in­cred­i­bly ex­pen­sive to re­place if dam­aged.

On the road once more next day and reach­ing Seat­tle mid-af­ter­noon, we con­sid­ered gain­ing a bird’s eye view from the prom­i­nent ‘space nee­dle’ but were a lit­tle put off by the price tab, in­stead hik­ing via the Olympic Sculp­ture Park up to Kerry Park to take in a sim­i­lar vista for free.

Seat­tle has a rich his­tory in avi­a­tion and tech­nol­ogy, as the home of Boe­ing and Mi­crosoft among oth­ers. Ty­ing these two to­gether is the The Fly­ing Her­itage col­lec­tion, a unique avi­a­tion mu­seum es­tab­lished by Mi­crosoft co-founder Paul Allen and fea­tur­ing an ex­ten­sive col­lec­tion of war­birds, most air­wor­thy and reg­u­larly flown. We un­for­tu­nately didn’t wit­ness an aerial demon­stra­tion, but did see a Focke-wulf FW190 be­ing test-run on the Tar­mac in prepa­ra­tion for an up­com­ing Luft­waffe dis­play. The roar from the open ex­hausts of its 14 cylin­der BMW ra­dial en­gine was bru­tal. A tour of the Boe­ing fac­tory was also im­pres­sive, for sheer size and num­ber of planes churned out.

Day three was ded­i­cated to the Mu­seum of Flight. If you had to pick only one avi­a­tion ac­tiv­ity in Seat­tle, this should be it! The dis­play takes vis­i­tors through the his­tory of flight from the Wright brothers to mod­ern day space ex­plo­ration, not only de­tail­ing the ma­chines and tech­nol­ogy, but also fas­ci­nat­ing sto­ries of the pi­o­neers of the in­dus­try.

Driv­ing north from Seat­tle we crossed into Canada, des­ti­na­tion Whistler, for a week­end with a friend who had moved fro­maus­tralia to fol­low the snow. Be­ing the end of sum­mer, how­ever, the cur­rent fo­cus was on moun­tain bik­ing, river raft­ing and hik­ing.

So far we’d been ex­cep­tion­ally lucky with the weather, but the fore­cast was abom­inable and, sure enough, as we climbed into the hills, the rain set in com­pletely eclips­ing the renowned moun­tain scenery. For the next 48 hours we man­aged to dodge enough show­ers for quick hikes to the stun­ning Nairn Falls near the quaint lit­tle town of Pem­ber­ton, and the re­mains of a train de­railed in 1956 on the Cheaka­mus River. Seven car­riages had been dragged clear of the tracks us­ing log­ging ma­chines and left to be en­veloped by the for­est, for many years form­ing part of a chal­leng­ing moun­tain bike track but now act­ing as can­vases for an im­pres­sive ar­ray of street art.

Back over the USA bor­der, we stopped off at Amer­ica’s Car Mu­seum, an ex­pan­sive pur­pose-built fa­cil­ity on the edge of down­town Ta­coma. The ex­tra­or­di­nary open-span first floor houses guest col­lec­tions which are reg­u­larly changed; dur­ing our visit Amer­i­can Mus­cle cars and early Ford F trucks fea­tured. The rest of the col­lec­tion, spread across four floors, is ded­i­cated to a wide range of mostly Amer­i­can cars from the 1920s through to the 1970s, with a smat­ter­ing of in­ter­na­tional mar­ques as well.

Upon reach­ing Portland once more, we im­me­di­ately checked on the 911, find­ing the en­gine as­sem­bled and al­most fully dressed but not yet back in the car. An ear­lier call had eased my mind some­what, by con­firm­ing that the cylin­ders re­mained in good con­di­tion, need­ing only a hone and new rings. In the end it took an­other cou­ple of days to re­claim the Porsche, as the shop in­sisted on thor­ough test­ing of their work­man­ship – 100 miles and

Farm­ers In­sur­ance bro­ker, Rex Townsend, ar­ranged the nec­es­sary cover for just over US$100 per week. We shipped our car home with Mel­bourne-based com­pany AMEROZ Im­ports. Con­tact De­tails:

Above: Peace­ful sun­rise be­fore the rac­ers hit the track at La­guna Seca. Below: PCA Portland Au­tocross. Below right: Spit­fire at Fly­ing Her­itage Col­lec­tion

Above left: Mus­cle cars at Amer­ica’s Car Mu­seum Above: Re­built en­gine al­most ready to be re­fit­ted at Mar­que Mo­tors, Portland

Below left: Anx­iously await­ing a re­freshed power train Below: Di­lap­i­dated cars and trucks were a com­mon road­side fea­ture

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