Dr. Jeffrey Kavanaugh 🇨🇦
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Glaciologist and Earth system scientist at the University of Alberta. Luthier, photographer, baker, and coffee maker. Two-wheeled travel enthusiast and dog companion. He/him.
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Solid turnout for this morning’s Alberta Teachers’ Association rally in Edmonton.
The Alberta Legislature Building looms above a placard-waving crowd.
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The first would 100% result in the rapid loss of driving privileges (which, I guess, would make moot my concerns for its engine's longevity).

The second? Damn - it's difficult to think of a car that I'd like to live with, day in and day out, than that gorgeous machine.
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There are two cars in my neighbourhood that have been catching my eye this week. The first is a resident, a Ford Focus RS (tuned to output 475 hp!); the second is likely a visitor, a older-generation Aston Martin V8 Vantage.
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One of these (though with the much-preferred manual transmission) has been slowly decomposing in a garage near me. Which makes me sad.
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Logan isn’t the unstoppable force that he used to be, but he still loves going after ruffed grouse.

He flushed two today, but neither presented a good shot. (I doubt I would have taken them anyway, as the population here has been dwindling due to heavy hunting pressure.)

Days like this are PFM*.
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☺ Turn signals are a toggle switch on the dash; they're not self-canceling

I could go on and on, but have work to do. I loved (and still miss) that little white British barchetta.
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☺ The door release mechanism is a cable in the gap between these two bits of metal, which you pull (whether from inside or out, the latter after sliding the door window open); there's no door handle
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☺ The doors consist of an outer skin and inner panel of metal - the latter with a big cutout to act as a grab-handle - without any real consideration of safety
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☺ Brakes? What brakes? (I had to stand on the pedal with both feet a couple of times...)
☺ The ragtop and its frame are removed, folded up, and stored in the boot
☺ The sliding door windows are in frames that unscrew, and are also stored in the boot
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These Sprites represent the essence of motoring, distilled down to its purest form:

☺ The engine is only as big/powerful as it needs to be to have a good time in the twisties
☺ When the twin SU carbs were properly balanced, the engine sang
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One cool - and surprisingly visceral - feature of these cars is that first gear is straight-cut (and so whines like a supercharger) and has no synchros.

As a result, rev-matching is an absolute must when downshifting into 1st. Fortunately, the pedals were perfectly arranged for heel-toeing.
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Awesome!

I bought the Sprite for $1100 in '89 or '90. I would love to have been able to restore mine, but was a university undergrad at the time w/zero disposable dollars.

I ended up selling it because I was terrified of engine or transmission failure - repair would've been unaffordable.
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Damn. I owned a '62 Sprite Mk II for several years. It lost oil to the ether (i.e., it neither leaked nor burned it), but was the most fun-to-drive car I've ever owned.

With its modest horsepower, you could floor it at any time, and it drifted like a dream around corners.

And so fun to wrench on!