Had a buddy who was an autoshop teacher. He went all in on a beetle as perfect hunting vehicle. He fully loaded the thing with the bobbed fenders, stinger exhaust, roof rack (with lights) custom wheels, he emptied the JC Whitney catalog.....the whole shebang. He finished it in mid February and convinced me to join him on the maiden voyage of the the "perfect hunting vehicle".
The appointed Saturday arrived and we headed out to some state land some 45 miles away in hopes of blooding the VW with the only game animal open that time of year, cottontail rabbit. It had snowed rather heavily during the week but the highway dept. is pretty good about clearing the roads and it was clear and bright. Oh, and it was 8 below zero.
Not to be daunted we bundled up and headed West. Bob assured me that he understood the knobs, levers, and valves that were the VW's "heating defrost system", but you couldn't prove it to me. It was a good thing we had an ice scraper and the back of a pocket comb for "defrosting" the inside of the windshield. The wipers worked for about the first 10 miles before the cold air in the spare tire wasn't enough to push them across the windshield. Still the little bug got us to the hunting territory in one piece.
The path West was well plowed, freeway open and the main secondary roads too, but the sideroads.....well they hadn't been touched and there was at least a foot of snow and it was drifted and.......................Bob assured me that VW's were like snowmobiles and a "little snow" would never stop us.....until we floated the whole undercarriage on a drift. There we sat High and not so dry, rear wheels about 6" off the ground and we weren't going anywhere without a lot of work. Bob did have a folding snow shovel thing and an entrenching tool in the back seat.....but we came to hunt.
Loaded the shotguns took a pass around the fields/swamp before we lost the feeling in our fingers, subzero and 10-15 mph winds will do that to you. So, not finding any insane rabbits out wandering in that weather we headed back to the car to "warm up".
I had a stainless steel thermos of coffee in the car and we both needed some. I jumped in peeled off my glove, grabbed my thermos and my hand stuck to the damned thing.......I told you it was COLD!!!!! We got the coffee opened and my fingers off of the thermos, drank a cup of coffee before beginning the task of digging out the Bug.
The digging out was anticlimactic about 45 minutes of hard work, digging, pushing, cursing, digging some more and cursing a lot more before we got that little piece of Shx!.....um we got the VW back on the path headed home. We had to stop at a Mom and Pop diner to thaw out but otherwise made it home safe and sound.
We never made another attempt with the VW and Bob sold the thing (at a profit too) to some unsuspecting wide eyed kid looking for the "Perfect Hunting Vehicle".
Frankly, if I had known about the gasoline heaters and their propensity for starting car fires, I would have bought one for that beast just to watch it burn.