- City
- Flagstaff
- State
- az
After heading to Sand Hollow and watching bigwalton wheel in the RHD, I managed to come home and buy a decent, stock Alaskan Postal less than 3 miles from my house.
I first noticed this postal on a mountain bike ride maybe 8 years ago, and I don’t think it moved from that spot in the driveway until I bought it Monday since the tires were flat that whole time.
The day we got home from Utah I drove the kids (in my Scrambler) past the Scrambler in the driveway of the postal carrier who owned it and my oldest was super excited about us trying to buy it and her being able to help on it. It just so happened the guy was out working in his yard, so I stopped the Jeep, sent the two younger kids to the park across the street and my oldest and I started talking Scramblers with a rural postal carrier who drove this one on his route for years until brake masters did a poor job of fixing his brakes and his arm got tired of pulling the e-brake at each house he delivered to. This guy currently drives a RHD XJ for his work and has a DJ packed deeply in his garage amongst a lot of other stored materials. The Scrambler looked incredibly stock to me with the mail tray in lieu of a passenger seat, a cargo retention net, foam on the inside, etc... I asked him if there was any chance in the world that he would be interested in selling the Scrambler and to my surprise he said he was planning to retire in the next 2-3 years and he could probably part with it. It did not have a “for sale” sign in it.
I didn’t yet have a monetary target approved by the household finance minister so I got the guy’s phone number and took my kids (with the youngest in melt down mode) back home. The weekend went by and then the following week I went back, worked out a handshake deal and waited another week for the title to get notarized and for the guy to clear out his non-scrambler parts that we’re stored in there.
My oldest daughter is super excited about a summer project, as am I, and the current status is that the engines sounds ok while running, the proportioning valve drains all of the rear brake line fluid onto the ground, the radiator and coolant lines look very suspect, tires sat flat for years, the entire front half of the vehicle shakes when the engine is running with the hood up, front fenders are broken, and I have been to busy to find all the other issues.
I’ll probably take the kids to Overland Expo Sunday and not get to touch the Postal till the following Sunday due to a Grand Canyon backpacking trip next week, but a replacement proportioning valve is on the way.
Pics below include a buddy winching the postal onto the trailer to take home (I was too chicken to drive it onto my trailer with no brakes), a gift of Alaskan beer from Dan Grec for an Alaskan Postal, my daughter being super excited with the project and a bullet hole in the dash which includes a great story that I don’t know a single detail of.
I first noticed this postal on a mountain bike ride maybe 8 years ago, and I don’t think it moved from that spot in the driveway until I bought it Monday since the tires were flat that whole time.
The day we got home from Utah I drove the kids (in my Scrambler) past the Scrambler in the driveway of the postal carrier who owned it and my oldest was super excited about us trying to buy it and her being able to help on it. It just so happened the guy was out working in his yard, so I stopped the Jeep, sent the two younger kids to the park across the street and my oldest and I started talking Scramblers with a rural postal carrier who drove this one on his route for years until brake masters did a poor job of fixing his brakes and his arm got tired of pulling the e-brake at each house he delivered to. This guy currently drives a RHD XJ for his work and has a DJ packed deeply in his garage amongst a lot of other stored materials. The Scrambler looked incredibly stock to me with the mail tray in lieu of a passenger seat, a cargo retention net, foam on the inside, etc... I asked him if there was any chance in the world that he would be interested in selling the Scrambler and to my surprise he said he was planning to retire in the next 2-3 years and he could probably part with it. It did not have a “for sale” sign in it.
I didn’t yet have a monetary target approved by the household finance minister so I got the guy’s phone number and took my kids (with the youngest in melt down mode) back home. The weekend went by and then the following week I went back, worked out a handshake deal and waited another week for the title to get notarized and for the guy to clear out his non-scrambler parts that we’re stored in there.
My oldest daughter is super excited about a summer project, as am I, and the current status is that the engines sounds ok while running, the proportioning valve drains all of the rear brake line fluid onto the ground, the radiator and coolant lines look very suspect, tires sat flat for years, the entire front half of the vehicle shakes when the engine is running with the hood up, front fenders are broken, and I have been to busy to find all the other issues.
I’ll probably take the kids to Overland Expo Sunday and not get to touch the Postal till the following Sunday due to a Grand Canyon backpacking trip next week, but a replacement proportioning valve is on the way.
Pics below include a buddy winching the postal onto the trailer to take home (I was too chicken to drive it onto my trailer with no brakes), a gift of Alaskan beer from Dan Grec for an Alaskan Postal, my daughter being super excited with the project and a bullet hole in the dash which includes a great story that I don’t know a single detail of.
