The Addiction
By Marde
It all started when Chris decided he wanted a 4 X 4 jeep like vehicle. We already owned a full size Blazer, and we realized the advantages to having a four wheel drive vehicle very quickly. He started browsing four wheel drive magazines and checking the internet for ideas on different vehicles and had narrowed it down to three types: an International Harvester Scout, a Jeep Scrambler, and a Toyota FJ40. We looked at several Scouts and one Scrambler, but we were having a hard time locating a FJ40. Chris never gave up, though, and he finally located one for sale about two hours away. He loaded up the two girls, ages one and two at the time, and headed down the road. Needless to say, it was love at first sight. Forget the Scout and the Scrambler. Toyota Land Cruiser was the only way to go. Chris talked to Scotland (a pretty cool name) about the 40. He explained that he didn't have all the money, but he would have it when we got our tax return in two weeks. Scotland looked at Chris and said he would hold the truck for him. He said he could see the love in Chris' eyes and knew that the truck would be well cared for. He explained that he purchased the 1970 FJ40 in 1975 when he was 16. It was his first love, but he couldn't keep in anymore because he had to move. He could see a kindred spirit. I guess he saw something in Chris that we didn't even see. Several weeks later we loaded up the 40. As we were pulling off, we looked back to see Scotland in the yard crying. It was if he had just sold his only child and he knew he would not ever see it again.
This was the start of a very serious addiction. We brought that raggedy old truck home and started working on it. Our budget was tight, so we could only do a little at a time. The more we worked on it, the more we fell in love. We would do one big project every year with our tax return. It took a long time, but we restored her as much as we could. We gave her a new life. We took an old beat up and abused truck, and turned her into a well loved, beautiful lady.
Our girls loved daddy's "windy" truck. They thought they were the coolest kids around when they rode it. It was their jungle gym. They wore the paint off the roll cage from hanging on it all the time. Imagine the surprise on an adult's face when a little bitty girl corrects them and says, "It's not a jeep. It is a Land Cruiser!!!!" at the top of their lungs. They would scream "woo hoo" and "go faster, Daddy" anytime the 40 was off road. They have been raised as true Cruiser Chicks.
This was only the beginning. Several years later I found a 1994 FZJ80 advertised. We went to look at it, and soon were the proud owners of a second Land Cruiser. Fortunately for us, this one hasn't required near the time or money. The 80 just added to the addiction. Soon after its purchase, we showed up with our two trucks, two girls, then four and five, and our eight month old son at the ICBM run of Lone Star Land Cruisers. What a great group of people—they accepted us right off. We later found out that they don't discriminate. Heck, they even let a jeep and a hummer ride with them!!!! Of course, they took them on the toughest trails to prove the Cruisers' superiority.
Then we found Ih8mud. Now there is not a day that goes by that we don't get on the computer for a few minutes to help feed our Cruiser addiction. We know lots of screen names, and it is like these people are next door. In fact, when talking to non cruiser people, we tell the stories we read about on Mud just like we heard them from our best friend. While we have only met a few of them, we feel like we know them personally.
Will this addiction ever be resolved? I doubt it. In fact, we are finding more ways to feed it. We are always looking for Land Cruisers. If we see one in a parking lot, we put a Toyota Trails on it and talk to the owner if possible. The kids can identify them right off, and have numerous cruiser toys.
This is one addiction that our family will never hide. We will always be a Cruiser family.
Nothing makes a mom prouder then when her children look right into another adult's eyes and tell them, "It's not a jeep. It's a Land Cruiser".