B a c k  when I drove an air cooled '70, my wife and I were heading up to
Glacier Nat. Park from San Diego, when I began to experience vapor locking /
chugging.  Finally, in the middle of nowhere on a 2 lane Idaho road it was
too bad to continue.  So I removed the fuel pump, then all the screws
holding the thing together.  Of course it was sealed tight, and what do I
carelessly do with a screwdriver?  Of course, I pried it apart and
successfully stabbed through the diaphragm, ruining the device.  So picture
the scene.  I'm sitting in the open 90 degree sun with a ruined dripping
fuel pump in my hands, 25 miles from the nearest town, with my wife in the
front seat reading her novel thinking everything is great.  This is in about
1985, before cell phones and all that.  You know how it is when you feel
scared and stupid at the same time.  Then in a flash I had a solution.  Of
course I had my full tool kit and even a cordless drill (God told me to
bring this when I was packing).  I emptied the 1 gallon can of Coleman fuel
and filled it with gasoline.  I drilled a hole between the rear storage deck
and the carb.  Then I took my extra fuel line and did a siphon from the gas
can to the carb, and propped the gas can between our bags so as not to tip
over.  I drove at 50 and made 25 miles to town (25 mpg+), where to my joy
and surprise I purchased a new fuel pump for $20.

We still talk about that day.

Jim
87 GL
San Diego