The ALLURE of Rallies & Tours 13 one degree per thousand feet; 2) As the car climbs it works harder (often in a lower gear), thus creating more heat; 3) As the coolant heats, it expands out the overflow giving you less fluid remain- ing to cool the engine; and 4) As you go uphill, you lose speed and therefore the fan turns more slowly and the cool air through the radiator slows down. Mod- ern cars, beginning around 1937, had pressurized cooling systems that solved most of these problems (especially if there is an expansion tank) and make the mountain driving a breeze. Needless to say, by the time we reached the top of the pass we needed to add water to the radiator. But we had made it and pro- ceeded with confidence toward the next (and final) big test; crossing the Grand Tetons four days later. With the Bighorns behind us, we continued on to Cody, WY, for our over- night stop, taking the opportunity to attend the local rodeo in the evening. The next day we entered Yellowstone, and then headed south to Jackson via the spectacular Grand Tetons. This end- ed the second week of the of the official three-week CCCA tour and we were joined here by quite a number of cars, most from California, which had signed up for the third week drive. Week Three of the Official Tour The 425-mile trek from Jackson, WY, to Nampa, ID, may have been the tour’s toughest day for many cars and drivers. Itwasopenedbythesteepclimbthrough the 8429-foot Teton Pass (looking back, you can see why they call Jackson “Jack- son Hole”), then westward along the Or- egon Trail through the Idaho desert on another very warm day. Still, we heard few complaints and most of the cars did very well on this leg. We now faced our biggest detour of the trip: going from Nampa to Bend, OR, we somehow had to pass through the state of Washington. Once again, we threw caution to the wind and instead of heading straight west, we pointed the nose of the Packard northwest to Pend- leton and Umatilla, where we crossed the Columbia River on top of the Mc- Nary Dam, then proceeded down the Columbia for 75 miles before heading straight south into Bend. For the first time, I was convinced we’d actually complete the goal of driving through the lower 48. The 205-mile trip from Bend to Grants Pass included a stop at the fabled and unforgettable Crater Lake Nation- al Park, for me one of the trip’s major highlights. The powerboat cruise on the Rogue River the next day was also well worth the time. California at Last! U.S. 199 took us into California, where the official CCCA route used the coast- al highways (first U.S. 101, then Califor- nia 1) most of the way to San Francisco. Down through the redwood forest, in- cluding the Avenue of the Giants, with (of course) the obligatory photo of the car driving through the tree, we sailed, now confident that we would complete the official CCCA Coast-To-Coast tour. Another photo opportunity (the car withtheGoldenGateBridgeintheback- ground) then through downtown S.F. to Treasure Island, the site of the 1939 San Francisco World’s Fair, then on to Dan- ville where the final banquet was held at the spectacular Blackhawk Museum. Of the 45 CCCA Classics that signed up for the tour, 41 actually got the job done, an excellent showing for cars that averaged nearly 60-years-old during this period. Without A Net At this point, Edie caught a plane back to Atlanta so she could return to work. (Someone’s got to pay all these bills!) Ryan (nine years old) and I were on our own. We still had 3300 miles of desert, mountain and prairie to cover before our quest was complete 3300 miles with no trouble truck, no other classics, and nothing between us and disaster except for a Visa card. The first day out of the Bay Area, we headed south to Bakers- field, then on across the Mojave through Tehachapi, Barstow and Needles to our proposed overnight at Laughlin, NV, “Little Las Vegas,” I call it. Being the 2nd of July and the beginning of the 4th of July weekend, there wasn’t a room in town, nor across the river in Billhead City, AZ. This precipitated our only night driving of the entire tour. It was very dark when we arrived in Kingsman, AZ, where we got a motel room after a grueling 563-mile day. (Have you ever crossed the Mojave on a July afternoon in an open car?) Ryan’s Agenda Ryanwasnow,ofcourse,theofficialnav- igator, so it was up to him to make sure we didn’t miss any of our remaining 16 states. This could be tricky as we need- ed to include all of the sunbelt states plus the peripheral “boarder states” of Kansas, Missouri and Kentucky. So from Kingsman, he routed us from the Four Corners area via the little known Wupatki and Sunset Crater Volcano National Monuments northeast of Flag- staff. (We had done the Grand Canyon a year earlier in the 1942 Packard.) We ar- rived at Four Corners 25 minutes after the gates closed, but the Native Amer- ican in charge, bemused by our quest and astounded that we were not bent on photography allowed us to run through, Nothing between us and disaster... except for a Visa card.” “ OneLap_010-015.indd 13 12/23/17 11:04 AM