After fiddling with the diesel pump (which has developed a leak) and getting some pressure into the engine we successfully started it. The battery didn't even fail us. How I have missed the lack of power steering! (Srsly, I feel like xena driving it). So now it sits in mum and dads driveway, right in the way to be used as extra motivation to fix it up enough to drive it to my place where I can do my own panel beating. Dad just needs to replace what he can out of our stable-full of replacement '85 Hilux parts, a bit of welding then it's back for some small aesthetic touches.
I'm not usually one who attaches themselves to or feels like they are defined by their material possessions but this car I helped build from 3 separate pieces-engine, basic chassis and all other bits, when I was 16 to be my daily drive in the last years of my schooling and then ferried me back and forth to uni on the south coast and the rest of the state. The dear old thing has been through a lot with me and deserves a peaceful retirement spent with me doing the odd firewood haul or picking up bales of hay (does not go well in the back of the forester).
So the above is it so far. This afternoon will hopefully achieve just a little bit more.
Mum will be happy (the closer it is to being fixed, the closer it is to being out of her driveway).
Update:
Had to pull the bullbar off to get to one little screw that could not be got at by any which way. Here's the little bugger:
Finally managed to get the grill off and gave it a fair wash and degrease. Now it looks naked.
Lots to go but made a good amount of progress this arvo. Now, bask in the beauty of this lovely photo of the last rays of sunset shimmering through the gumtrees to reflect off the clean windscreen.
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