About a month and a half ago I graduated high school and left to travel across the country with 5 other friends in my 1987 BJ75 Troopcarrier that I had just slapped a $50 junkyard turbo onto 3 weeks prior... No power steering, no air conditioning, no lumbar support, and no horsepower. I'll just be posting on this thread in chronological order of what exactly happened on this trip, as well as all the beautiful images I got of the Troopy in so many different environments. I wish I would've been able to do this while on the trip but we rarely had connection to be able to post anything.
The Beginning:
We left on June 4th, it was pouring rain. A lot of stuff was soaked and just kinda thrown into the Troopy and then we were off.
From there we bombed it to the edge of NC where we were gonna set up camp in Ashville, all was going to plan. Well, all was going to plan until we started to climb yet another hill, as usual, you start it in 5th gear, then gotta go to 4th, 3rd, 2nd... usually never 1st, thank god. Anyways I was just about to downshift into 2nd when I heard a *plunk* and then all of the sudden the troopy started FLYING up this hill. It pushed me back into my seat and the passengers and cargo all flew to the rear of the troopy on those slick jump seats. My EGT's skyrocketed to 1300f and I see my boost go up to 30psi (yes the wastegate is wired shut). Turns out one of the venturi lines that control fuel had just been so old that it popped right open, limped it to a local Autozone and shoved some fuel line on there and it's been holding ever since.
From there we set up camp, enjoyed the night, and headed to Nashville, TN the next morning to some random guy's place off of Instagram who offered us a place to sleep.
I'll keep posting more and more to this thread as the days go on whenever I have free time, just glad to finally get it started after a month.
The Beginning:
We left on June 4th, it was pouring rain. A lot of stuff was soaked and just kinda thrown into the Troopy and then we were off.
From there we bombed it to the edge of NC where we were gonna set up camp in Ashville, all was going to plan. Well, all was going to plan until we started to climb yet another hill, as usual, you start it in 5th gear, then gotta go to 4th, 3rd, 2nd... usually never 1st, thank god. Anyways I was just about to downshift into 2nd when I heard a *plunk* and then all of the sudden the troopy started FLYING up this hill. It pushed me back into my seat and the passengers and cargo all flew to the rear of the troopy on those slick jump seats. My EGT's skyrocketed to 1300f and I see my boost go up to 30psi (yes the wastegate is wired shut). Turns out one of the venturi lines that control fuel had just been so old that it popped right open, limped it to a local Autozone and shoved some fuel line on there and it's been holding ever since.
From there we set up camp, enjoyed the night, and headed to Nashville, TN the next morning to some random guy's place off of Instagram who offered us a place to sleep.
I'll keep posting more and more to this thread as the days go on whenever I have free time, just glad to finally get it started after a month.