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Story and photos by Alberto Martinez Rubio
I have two kids, Diego (8) and Ivan (7) and a beautiful wife. We live in Guadalajara, Mexico. I absolutely love cars, especially Porsches. Last fall, browsing over the internet, I found this beautiful 1974 Porsche 911 in Oregon, and I immediately felt in love with it.
So, naturally, my family and I decided to go, pick it up, and drive it back down to Guadalajara.
Late December last year, we took a plane and picked it up in Phoenix, OR, and soon begun our adventure back home. Our first goal was to fit the luggage and my two kids in the car. The second objective was to drive it for 2,300 miles, import it to Mexico, and cross the border.
Immediately we drove to Rogue River National Forest, and saw some beautiful Redwood trees. Then we took Highway 1, which is absolutely gorgeous. Especially because cornering in this machine is one of the greatest pleasures on earth. However, it took a few more hours than the usual because Diego, suffered a bit of motion sickness and threw a spectacle over the window…
We traveled around 150 miles per day, drove through San Francisco, Monterey Bay, Pebble Beach, Carmel and headed south to San Diego. Just as we were about to cross the border, I received a call from the person who sold the car to me. He had a serious buyer from Germany that wanted the car, and who was willing to pay for it. So make a long story short, we made a U-Turn, drove back to Oregon and sold the car.
Now, I regret it. It was a beautiful machine. Well, other opportunities will arrive in the future…
If the late buyer from Germany was paying for my trouble, and the cost of flying home for the entire family. Plus my new adjusted price, I’d think about. if not, I would’ve told him to pound sand. Need more details to even understand what transpired, but all I read was a story about a long trip with car sick kids and an over stuffed Porsche with a soon to be cranky wife.
I, too, don’t understand. If I had my family in that car, there would be no U-turn. These cars and our experiences with them (and our families) are really priceless, I think. Collectors and greedy, aspirational sellers are killing that. I hate to see that among enthusiasts, but we’re going to be priced out of the market very soon. if you’re one of us, don’t ever sell!
Actually thats quite common seeing as how ( generally ) our prices are lower.. cars from CA CO and the Desert SW [ along with the eastern plains of WA and OR ] have less rust are in much better condition as well as again generally speaking folks in the US ( unfortunately ) tend to drive their zippy cars a whole lot less leaving far fewer miles on the odometer .
What is surprising though is that said German or Alberto would purchase a car … any car from the west side of Oregon [ or WA ]
The saying in the NW being … you can sit on the porch with a beer and watch your car rust , mold and mildew away while you drink it .
Seriously ? Hmmn … methinks you need to readjust your thinking on that one good sir . You have no idea how much fun you’re keeping from them not to mention their propensity to enjoy the experience thoroughly … rather than seeing it as any kind of punishment / torture . Heck … my dads friend used to stuff me in between and behind the seats in both his Austin 3000 as well as the C2 that replaced it when he’d take me for a spin with his girlfriend de jour . Those being some of the defining moments of my contracting the GearHeaditis virus .
Nahhh … I’m guessing the price on offer was too good to turn down with Senor Rubio having the good sense [ two kids will do that to you ] .. to jump on a once in a lifetime opportunity . That is … driving a classic Porsche … with the family … down some of the best roads the Pacific NW and California have to offer ….
… and getting paid [ the profits he garnered from the sale ] for the privilege of doing so
And heck … with said profits in tow now he can look for an even better one … to keep this time .. ! Now pardon me while I turn green with envy ….. grrr …