The Grumbler is sold and gone. I was fond of that noisy piece of machinery.
I rolled about 40,000 miles that Jeep. From May to September, it was home.
I bought the Grumbler when I was a senior in High School. It looked a little rough.
Early on, it had some issues. I blew through two radiators, all the hoses, and a water pump.
Then the clutch gave out in the middle of snowmagedon last February.
That was a bummer. Probably the only time that four wheel drive and max-traction tires would have been practical, and it wasn't drivable. Once the snow melted in March and I was able to crawl under it, it took about 15 minutes to fix.
In spite of everyone's predictions (including my own), it made the 3,000 mile round trip to Breck this summer.
Not comfortably, but it made it.
As much as I liked the Grumbler, it wasn't a good vehicle for the open road. I could pull 20mpg if I drove really nicely, but I could never go faster than 65 on the flat and 50 up a hill. That's fine in Pennsylvania, but out West where the speed limit is 70 and everybody drives 90, I felt like an old woman pushing a shopping cart in the sand.
I bought a little VW Golf that should be ready sometime next week. I don't think I'll be able to sleep in it as easily, but it is twice as fuel efficient. And it has carpet, a sunroof, and a working radio. So luxurious.