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I'm ashamed to admit that I haven't been on a decent drive since SLO!  Eddy Karyadi generously offered to remedy this unacceptable situation by putting together this killer route:  

https://goo.gl/maps/kdRpPH6vPG92

Plan is to meet at the Starbucks, grab a cup of coffee, and head for the hills!

7am on Saturday, June 23rd

Starbucks (in a little plaza WITH parking on the east side of the road)

4900 Topanga Canyon Blvd

Woodland Hills, CA 91364

Hope to see you there!

 

Tom Murtaugh

'13 JPS Suby Speedster

Encino, SoCal

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What an incredible drive!  Thanks, Eddy!

The rundown:

After catching up for a bit in Starbucks, our cars were covered in a light mist from the incoming ocean fog.  As we entered Latigo Canyon, I recalled the fine print from my Tire Rack order...  For enthusiastic Racetrack & Autocross drivers wanting DOT-legal tires for dry conditions during racetrack, time attack or autocross competition.  Never intended to be driven on the street or exposed to near-freezing temperatures.

<gulp>

Going up Latigo Canyon can be a scary proposition in the best of conditions.  This morning I happened to be following Eddy, a very capable driver with a near psychic ability to hold the line, in his sweet, sweet 996 Carrera 4S.  No kidding, visibility was less than 50 feet for a substantial part of the drive.  Obviously, we took it easy, but between the bikers and the boulders, it was still very much a white-knuckle proposition.

We took it pretty easy all the way up, where we barely broke above the cloud/fog line, and back down Encinal Canyon to the coast.  That's when the fun began.

 

Mulholland and Decker Canyons were wide open -- we barely encountered other cars, and when we did, they quickly pulled off to the shoulder to let us pass.  Our tires stuck well and, at times, we pulled some serious Gs. 

As always, we respected the speed limits (mostly) and were extremely cautious when we'd encounter a pack of bikers.  At one point, a jogger jumped out into the middle of the road (!) as Eddy passed, and yelled "SLOW DOWN!" at me.  A quick glance at the dash showed we were going about 20 mph UNDER the speed limit.  Must've been the symphonic roar from the Porsche inline 6 and, perhaps less so, the Subaru boxer that motivated that psycho to literally put himself in harm's way.

Anyway, it's always an adventure in the Malibu canyons.  Hope you can join us on the next one!

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Hi Tom,

I am glad you enjoyed the drive. I usually don’t go that far because I tried to be home by 9:30 AM so it is always a treat to be able to go all the way to the end of Mulholland Highway when it meets PCH.

You have an awesome car & driver, you were able to keep up with a much more modern machinery. 

We actually never exceed 70 mph, mostly 40-60 mph (whether it is straights or curves) I won’t be able to do that speed with my coupe as my tires will be howling all the way.

Till next drive, stay safe my friend.

Eddy

Gordon Nichols posted:

Maybe if you ran a straight six transverse?  

Maybe install it on an angle like the Plymouth "Slant Six"?

Give an Engineer a problem of weird space proportions and turn 'em loose on it.  You never know what'll turn up!    

Or a Cizeta-Moroder V16T which is designed so that its engine is a V16 unit mounted Transversely in the central rear position, just forward of the rear axle and behind the passenger seats. The engine was not a true V16. Rather, it was engineered from the ground up as two flat plane V8's sharing a single block, mounted transversely with gearing between the two providing a single output from the centre of the engine assembly to the transmission.

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In my alternative fictional universe, "Eight Is Enough" was a sit-com set in a NASCAR workshop. The main characters wrenched all day on Four-barrel-carbed V8s, thought-up new and genius cheats to beat the restrictor plates and ragged mercilessly on all them "Your-a-peein'" junkers with their many cams and various numbers of cylinders and valves and "turd-bowes" and whatnot. 

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