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The joy of Porsche ownership, as told by former owner

Monday, November 16, 2015

Article and photo by Steve Christy

In September, my Dad and I took a trip to Salt Lake City and started a four-day tour of some of the most beautiful national parks in the United States. The first day we visited Arches and Canyonlands in Moab, Utah and then drove to Four Corners National Monument. We drove through Northern Arizona to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. We then drove back into Utah and visited Zion National Park and Bryce Canyon before heading up to Provo, Utah for our return trip to Philadelphia. It was quite a journey filled with epicly vast panoramas of natural beauty. I even surprised my dad with first-class tickets home. I suppose the worst part of the trip was the Hyundai rental SUV, which at the end of the day frankly wasn’t that bad, but it would have been more fun in my old Cayenne.

On September 11, 2015, my dad and I left the north rim of the Grand Canyon and headed north on Route 89A to Zion National Park. We stopped at one of the many rest stops and I stared out into the Northern Arizona desert. I had my camera with me and when I started to hear the unmistakable roar of a Porsche 911, I focused my camera on an open spot between the scrubs. As the car got nearer and nearer, I snapped the picture you see here. I have no idea how fast he was traveling, but I was determined to get the shot.

I’m now Porsche-less again, and I'm not sure if Porsche drivers understand the joy it brings to see and/or hear a Porsche on the road from the perspective of a former Porsche owner. I don’t know who the anonymous driver in that black cabriolet was, but I hope he reads this story and knows that, for a brief moment, literally in the middle of nowhere, seeing and hearing his car brought me great joy. 

One more Porsche story from our trip! We arrived at Bryce Canyon that Saturday and my dad said, “There is one of those ... I forget what you call it.” It was a 914. We saw another one, and then a dozen more, and knew something was afoot. I was wishing I were in the club enjoying the sights and the sounds and the camaraderie of the club. A local Region must have had an event within the park.

Just remember, wherever you might be in your Porsche, there are people who enjoy seeing you and your car and wishing they were along for the ride.


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