Now, I’m sure if all of you MGCers reading this will think I’m trying to tell you how to inhale eggs, but if the old six pot lump of cast iron gets hot it won’t like it.
Well, that’s what happened to that nice young Register Co-ordinator, his engine got hot and spewed coolant everywhere! Now those readers that are expert on matters dealing with MGCs will know that MGCs don’t have a viscous clutch that operates the fan.
So why is there one on our nice MGC Co-ordintor’s ‘C’?
Well he answered that question by saying the modification “sounded like a good idea at the time” (2003) and anyway Bruce did it. With the engine idling, the fan was checked by carefully inserting a rolled up magazine into the blades and it was easily stopped indicating there was no oil in the fan clutch.
There was Jim Mc Crickard in his red roadster, nicely cleaned after the wet run to The Bend a couple of weeks prior, Robin Gibb brought along his brother in the white roadster, Peter Carthy arrived in his green GT and Ron Telford and I were in our red GTs also cleaned and shining.
Jim also brought along his Japanese exchange student Hidetoshi Takemoto who enjoyed looking at the old cars.
Taking a look at the original factory fan, the distance taken by the original spacer and metal fan leaves a similar space between the fan and the radiator core.
three holes are needed in place of the four mounting holes.
The usual MGCers rolled up for this year’s Automnal run.
His English was a lot better than my Japanese, “sayonara”.
Once again we headed east along Greenhill Road and turned right when we reached the top of the range at 700m or 2,300ft for the old imperialists in the Club. Turning off to Piccadilly, we veered right at the round-about and headed toward Stirling, along Old Mt Barker Road to Aldgate, then a right and a left and into Bridgewater.