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Neals' Land Rover pages

We have owned Land Rovers since 1973.
This is a bit of our history.

These are scans of rather poor quality black and white photos - all were originally taken between 1974 and 1978.

Around 1976. This is in a car park at Keele University. The vehicle went through a number of reincarnations - at this point you'll see it had a truck cab on it, and nothing over the back. Later it had a tilt over the load area. On the roof is Lucy, who later became a flatmate. I'm not sure why she was on the roof, but it made a nice pic!

The badge on the nearside front is from the Brackland Land Rover Club - I was a member for some years (they still exisit - http://www.brecklandlrc.co.uk/). The one in te middle is the Rover Owners' Association who had a brilliant rally every year. They don't exist any more but were superseded by the Association of Rover Clubs.

The horm below the nearside headlamp was from a scrapyard and was VERY loud!

Probably 1978. The obligatory "Land-Rover-on-hill" shot. I'm not sure where this was or who took it, but at a guess it was around Stoke on Trent somewhere. Obviously the truck cab has been left behind - we used to have long hot Summers in those days!

The girl is Jane - again she became a flatmate then we lost touch.

I think this was about 1974 - this is the "Land Rover down a quarry" shot.
1975. This got a laugh or two. I overhauled the engine, doing a full top and bottom end overhaul including regrind od the crackshaft and rebore. However, it was very, very tight when I'd finished, and during the running in period, when it got hot it seized until it cooled down a bit. The bike in the back was just in case it didn't unseize, and the notice was to apologise for the slowness of the vehicle. It read "I have a tight bid end. Running in. Max 30 MPH SORRY". It kept everyone happy. After 150 miles or so, it was fine, by the way.

The caravan in the backgraound actually belonged to my grandmother. A mate and I towed it to Southport and the Lake District for a great holiday just before University.