University towns have always been VW centers, especially for campers.  The
Seattle area has three VW dealers, one four blocks from the University of
Washington campus. They all sold a lot of campers over the years, which is
why we still have so many around.

At least that seems to be true in the west, and Huntsville too apparently.
Hmm, does that mean smart people own Vanagons?

Stuart

From: Jim Felder [mailto:jim.felder@gmail.com]
Sent: Friday, February 21, 2014 9:09 AM
To: Stuart MacMillan; Vanagon mailing list
Subject: Re: I am not alone

I'm in Huntsville (Madison, technically). No shortage of parts here, thanks
to me! LOL

Plus we have a really good shop here and another in a nearby town. I looked
at a Carat automatic yesterday at my local shop. It was parked out front
with a Birmingham tag. The shop owner said that they owner has the car towed
to Huntsville for any kind of service more complicated than an oil change.

About a week ago a friend with a westy stopped by for a part. There were my
two in their respective driveways, and this one on the street. My neighbor,
who just bought a red passat TDI wagon, stopped and rolled the window down
and said "You better keep them apart! They're starting to multiply!!!"

Jim

On Fri, Feb 21, 2014 at 10:24 AM, Stuart MacMillan <stuartmacm@gmail.com>
wrote:

I've heard that Huntsville has a pretty good quantity of Vanagon owners.
Aerospace folks seem to like them. Drive up for a weekend to get your fix!

Stuart

-----Original Message-----
From: Vanagon Mailing List [mailto:vanagon@gerry.vanagon.com] On Behalf Of
JRodgers
Sent: Thursday, February 20, 2014 10:10 PM
To: vanagon@GERRY.VANAGON.COM
Subject: I am not alone

For the longest kind of time I have not seen any Vanagons around
Birmingham, AL but my own. Never see any mention of Birmingham on the
Vanagon List so have wondered if I am all alone in the big city.

Well, today, just after parking my van and nearing the steps into the
house, I hear this familiar engine sound, and almost simultaneously hear
the unmistakable sound of a Vanagon horn down by the street. I turn and
look toward the street in time to see TWO Tintop Vanagons with cargo
carriers on top - one behind the other, one blue, one green, chugging up
my hill. They waved, blew the horn again, but didn't stop. Wish they had.

But it's nice to know I'm not alone in the big city.

John