16 January 2011I got a "pass out" from home and decided to join the
Informal Annual Putty Road Run last Sunday. It had been too long since my last decent drive in the 135i, so I decided to leave Little Reddy at home. I had the 135i
for sale since August, but recently gave up trying to find a buyer after getting tired of dealing with tyre kickers, dreamers and lowballers. Time to start having some serious fun with it instead!
The alarm went off at 4am, only a few hours after I finally managed to get to sleep. Tired? Not half! The cruise up the F6, Hume and M7 was quick and easy. I was shocked to discover that I was the first to arrive at the Maccas meeting point (5:20). Only minutes later, the MX-5s started to roll in, and there was time for a B&E McMuffin and a "cappucino" (Macca's sorry excuse for one, anyway), and a chat with the guys & gals. Midori was champing at the bit to get going, so I joined a small group of about six cars that hit the road at 6am. We picked up another MX-5 at Windsor.
The drive up Putty Road was absolutely brilliant, with next to no traffic at all. It was so good, that we pulled over a few kms before Milbrodale, and turned around to have another return run on the final 20km+ of twisty bits. It's a brilliant road. Just watch out for that one corner that has a 35km/hr advisory sign, but tightens up after you're into it, and can catch out the over-exhuberant driver! The rest of the rabble finally arrived a few minutes after we completed our third run through that last section.


After a yack and photo opportunity, we got going for our breakfast stop at Hunter Valley Gardens. Only problem was that the 135i flashed up an engine warning light and went into limp mode. That'd be the
high pressure fuel pump on the way out. Bugger! So I was forced to cruise slowly to the Hunter with less power than I have in Little Reddy. Thankfully, the fault code cleared after breakfast and I had no problem driving home. I've got it booked in to get checked on Friday and expect they'll be replacing the HPFP.

We skipped the booked venue at Bliss, which apparently only had coffee and cakes, etc. The Big Brekky at Oscars was excellent!

Our small group was the last to leave, and we headed for home via Wollombi and the OPH. We encountered a lost blind old dog on the road along the way, and a couple of our group stopped to help it home. I pushed on and made it home by about 2:30pm with 660km clocked up for the day. It was worth it though. Boy did I sleep well that night!
Thanks to George and Mitch for the photos.