The warm-up: Repco Beach Hop 17 (day one)

27 March, 2017

The Go Waihi Warm Up Party marks the official start of Beach Hop every year, and things were no different for this year’s Repco Beach Hop 17. For entrants who’d arrived in Whangamata nice and early, the day started with a vehicular congregation at the Ford NZ Reserve (better known as Williamson Park during non–Beach Hop times of year) for a 9.30am cruise to Waihi. Others begin their Beach Hop experience for the year by cruising straight to Waihi, and going from there. 

While the weather forecast wasn’t looking too flash for the remainder of the week, Wednesday promised nothing but sunshine and happiness, and had no drama in delivering either. The main street of Waihi’s central business district, Seddon Street, and surrounding side streets began to fill up at 10.30am, transforming from strips of sun-baked asphalt into a gleaming mass of painted and polished metal.

It’s this beautiful fusion of classic American iron and the picturesque Thames-Coromandel east coast that makes Beach Hop what it is — a festival unlike any other in the world, and one that draws participants and spectators from all over the world. 

The atmosphere in Waihi is relaxed, with no urgency required, and more than enough time to look at the cars on display, take part in the day’s activities, and kick back for a long lunch (unless you work for a magazine!).

As far as the Go Waihi Warm Up Party itself goes, it’s probably best known for the famous Drag Race — a phenomenon that somehow is and isn’t what it seems. It’s a drag race, yes, but the racers aren’t cars, rather a motley bunch of blokes sprinting down the road while dressed in their finest female attire.

Of course, the rock ’n’ roll theme prevalent throughout every Beach Hop meant entertainment wasn’t limited to cars and dodgy-looking fellas. The warm-up extended to the musical side of things, which plays a big part of Beach Hop, and included Al & The Wild Katz, Tim & the Rockets, and Ricochet all playing live sets throughout the town. Most notable of these are Tim & the Rockets, who get the honour of performing at the remarkable Cornish Pumphouse — a massive relic from Waihi’s gold-mining history. 

But let’s not forget the cars, which were the real stars of the show. Bradley West and his partner Amanda were kept busy answering questions about their beautiful ’64 Impala ragtop, which drew a constant stream of onlookers thanks to its flawless finish, ITB-equipped LS1 engine, and incredibly detailed engine bay. If you’re wanting to know more, you’ll have to wait for a future issue of NZV8. 

Likewise, Bruce McKenzie’s stunning ’41 Willys pickup acted like a punter-magnet. How could you ignore the flawless paint, monstrous supercharged big block, perfect stance, and masterful attention to detail? It’s the result of a long, protracted build which included Bruce having to battle prostate cancer and chemotherapy, although he finally managed to finish the build and drive the tough Willys all the way up from Christchurch. 

And if you’re more into the knuckle-dragging kustom stuff, how about the matching pair of ’58s brought along by the Tucker brothers? Now that Aaron’s had a baby, he decided his ‘58 Biscayne needed more doors, so he built a ’58 Chev Bel Air sedan, finished in a very similar style with painted scallops and the only acceptable ride height — low! This of course left the two-door hardtop, spare for brother Bradley and family to fly in from Australia to enjoy. 

And speaking of old-school cool, how about this duo driven up from the South Island? Wayne Nicol did well to bring his sweet ’36 Ford coupe up from Mosgiel, and he was joined by Deane Croker’s beautifully presented ’48 Chev. 

Steve and Tracy Green managed to make it to Beach Hop once again, although their EJ Holden powered by a turbocharged 208ci Holden Red motor (179 block with a 202 crank and an 0.100-inch overbore) was nowhere to be seen. Instead, they were cruising in their son’s super slammed Holden HQ wagon, having sold the EJ in preparation for a move to the Gold Coast. 

We’ll have more coverage and photos from Repco Beach Hop 17 coming up here, so make sure you check back to stay posted. And, of course, we’ll have the full monty in our NZV8 Beach Hop Annual 2017, which can be pre-ordered here, and includes a free DVD documenting it all! 
 

“Gotcha!’’ The continuing tale of a Nissan/Datsun tragic – part two

In 1996, I was on a mission to buy a suitable pavement scorcher and visited the now-defunct Manukau City Car Fair. Unbelievably, among the sea of four-door utilitarian Japanese compacts was the absolute jewel in the crown, my automobile wet dream — a 1985 two-door R30 RS Nissan Skyline FJ20 Turbo five-speed manual in nice condition. The owner wanted $10,000 — a great deal.
But what did I do? I bailed out, paralysed by indecision. The money would have been a stretch, but it was the worst automotive choice I ever made. Instead, I went for a rusty Toyota Sprinter 8 Valve Twin Cam Coupé, which was pretty terminal from the get-go. I know. We’ve all done it, but there was really no excuse for passing up the Skyline, and I was haunted by that for years.

Last Tango in the Fast Lane

In the mid ’80s, I locked into a serious Nissan/Datsun performance obsession. It could have kicked off with my ’82 Datsun Sunny, though this would have been a bit of a stretch of the imagination, given its normally aspirated 1.2-litre motor — not the sort of thing to unleash radical road warrior dreams. But it did plant a seed, and it was a sweet little machine and surprisingly quick, in contrast to all the diabolical English offerings I had endured.
I was living in South Auckland at the time and was an unrepentant petrolhead. Motor racing was my drug of choice, and I followed the scene slavishly. Saloon car racing, with the arrival of the international Group A formula, was having a serious renaissance here and in Australia and Europe. There was suddenly an exotic air in local racing that had been absent for 15 years.
I was transfixed by this new frontier of motor racing that had hit our tracks in 1985–87 and the new array of machinery on display. In 1986, the Nissan Skyline RS DR30 made a blinding impression on me. The Australian Fred Gibson-run, Peter Jackson-sponsored team of George Fury and Glenn Seton were the fastest crew of the 1986 Australian Touring Car Championship. But Kiwi legend Robbie Francevic snuck through to win the Aussie Championship in his Volvo 240T after a strong start and consistent finishes.