Would I drive 2372km to go to a 1 day minitruck & customs show? No.
Would I drive 2372km to go to a family reunion? Hell yeah.
I was planning not to attend due to project car financial commitments, then I was informed of a vacancy in a penthouse in Port Macquarie for the weekend. Turns out not even the best laid plans can survive contact with the enemy.
Two 4am starts, some ridiculous trap playlists and copious amounts of smack-talk with my co-pilot James got us there before we killed each other.
Antics began in as soon as we arrived at the room. Friday night at truck shows is generally a meet n’ greet, go about 50% as hard as you can type thing.
Show day was upon us and the weather was bright, hot and a definite improvement over the sleet and cold of 2011 – the last time I went to this show.
The vibe of the show was extremely relaxed, a smallish turnout, around 70 vehicles through the gate, but there was still far too much quality, individuality and attention to detail for one guy with a camera to take in.
This drift-ready Mazda is SR20 powered and built to the high standard that Mex’s Garage is known for. Can’t wait to see it in action.
Always had a soft-spot for Steve’s turbo 4ZE1 shorty, for such a small truck, it has serious road-presence.
1UZ conversions are pretty common in the scene, tube arms and air struts – not so much.
Coilover’d 100 Series Landcruiser is as gangster as it gets.
Kane’s 1JZ Hilux was my pick of the show. I got taken for a quick strap around the streets in it that night and man, it’s rougher than my daily but so quick. It pulls up good too, as I discovered when we came round a corner into a Police roadblock, we got away with little more than an RBT and a few raised eyebrows, they were probably looking for the hot import that caused all that noise.
Steve’s (most people are called Steve) bodydropped rodeo was a close second for me. Bodydropped doesn’t quite say it though, doored is a more accurate description. Look at those sills, or lack thereof. That’s a commitment to low.
Club games happened towards the end, with plenty of mouth-running and friendly club competition.
Then it was back to the hotel for a powernap before the presentation dinner. What followed was an awesome night, although I’m glad I didn’t take my camera out (and I’m sure a number of people involved in shenanigans are also grateful for this).
There’s nothing like going out for a night on the town and knowing pretty much everyone you run into, even though almost none of you call that place home.
The next day we had a leisurely breakfast then hit the road.
It was a long drive back, but again I was grateful to share the drive and have someone to talk to. My little red truck got us home in one piece, as always, props to that guy.