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Worst Motorhome

The GMC Motorhome (produced from 1973 to 1978) is widely considered a design masterpiece of its era, featuring front-wheel drive, a low profile, and a sleek fiberglass-and-aluminum body. It’s sleek look causes many people upon seeing one for the first time to believe that it is a current, ultra-modern motorhome.

I bought one of these in 1978 that was four years old. I like to claim that I spent more time under it fixing things, than in it. I drove it back and forth across the USA for three and a half round trips, and into Canada twice during the six years that I owned it. It looked almost identical to the one pictured above.

However, its unique engineering choices and vintage mechanicals came with a specific set of notorious problems and vulnerabilities:

Mechanical & Drivetrain Issues

Front-Wheel-Drive Heavy Loads:
The GMC used GM’s Unified Powerpack – the same 455 cu in (7.5L) or 403 cu in (6.6L) Oldsmobile V8 engine and Turbo-Hydramatic 425 transmission used in the Oldsmobile Toronado and Cadillac Eldorado. While innovative for an RV, transferring that much torque to front drive axles carrying up to 12,000+ lbs caused premature wear on CV joints, front axle shafts, and front wheel bearings (which often required replacement or repacking every 25,000–30,000 miles). Yes, I had to replace a CV joint.

Engine Bay Overheating & Vapor Lock:
Because the front-wheel-drive engine was shoved tightly under the cab forward of the front axle, ventilation was tight. Under heavy loads, mountain climbs, or hot summer driving, the engine bays were prone to extreme heat build-up, occasionally leading to vapor lock in the mechanical fuel pump system. I didn’t have that problem, but found the transmission oil turning brown, so I had to install an auxiliary cooler.

Front Traction Problems:
Because all driving force came from the front wheels while much of the living space and cargo weight rested over the rear tandem axles, traction could be poor on wet grass, steep unpaved inclines, or loose gravel. Towing heavy trailers could unweight the front end further. I never experienced that.

Rear Suspension & Brake Shortcomings

Air Suspension System Leaks:
The GMC Motorhome famously omitted a rear axle across the middle of the vehicle (dual rear wheels, or ‘dualies’), using an electro-pneumatic air bag system to self-level the rear tandem wheels and provide a smooth ride. The original rubber air bladders, air compressor, leveling valves, and air lines are notoriously leak-prone over time, causing the rear end to sag or drop completely to the bump stops when parked or driving. I never had a leak, but an air bag blew out in the middle of one night. I thought someone had shot the side of the motorhome with a shotgun. In the morning, I discovered pieces of rubber blown twenty feet (7 meters) away. People claimed a smooth ride, but no, it was noisy and bumpy, although perhaps no more than most motorhomes.

The differential gearing was the same as the Oldsmobile, but the wheels were larger and the vehicle weighted much more. It was geared so high that it couldn’t climb out of some not-so-steep driveways.

Not only that but the tandem rear wheels put tremendous lateral stress on the bearings when turning sharply such as backing into parking spaces. As a consequence, I had a wheel fly off on the freeway in Ohio one morning. Fortunately, the bearing and brake parts were standard Oldsmobile Toronado, so I was able to get replacements at a nearby junkyard. I also had to replace a pivot pin at another time.

The frame was a little lighter duty than ideal. GM sold shim kits so as the frame slowly twisted at the rear wheels, the wheels could be made perpendicular again.

Marginal Braking Performance:
Stopping a 10,000-to-12,000 lb vehicle with 1970s drum brakes on the four rear wheels and discs up front was challenging. Brake fade on long downhill mountain descents was a common complaint among owners, requiring careful gear-down engine braking. I never experienced that.

Electrical Flaws

12V Wiring & Grounding Issues:
The original 12V DC wiring harnesses suffer from inadequate grounding, leading to flickering lights, erratic instrument panel gauges, and persistent battery drain issues when sitting. I didn’t have that, but I could understand the problem. Lights and other components had to have two wires instead of one. In a steel vehicle, the electricity can be grounded through the frame.

Ownership & Living Space Drawbacks

Even in the late 1970s, replacement parts were expensive and hard to get. At the same time, owners of the ubiquitous Class C motorhomes, those with an ordinary van chassis, were low-cost and easy to maintain.

The curved entry door would slowly uncurve. General Motors offered a special block and tackle kit to bend it back into shape. Mine leaked when it rained.

The curved walls made it feel small inside. Curtains had to have runner attachments at the top and bottom.

Fuel Economy:
Despite its aerodynamic styling compared to boxy competitors of the 1970s, the massive big-block Oldsmobile V8 typically delivers only 8 to 11 MPG on highway trips. Yup, I averaged 10 miles per gallon.

A total of 12,921 GMC Motorhomes were produced during its manufacturing run from model years 1973 through 1978.

Two length options were offered:
26-foot models: Accounted for the vast majority of production (around 11,000 units).
23-foot models: Made up the remaining ~1,900 units.

Mine was 26 feet long.

Survival Rate:
One of the most remarkable aspects of the GMC Motorhome is its longevity. Thanks to its aluminum and fiberglass body construction and an enthusiastic enthusiast community, an estimated 8,000 to 9,000 of these motorhomes are still in running condition and on the road today.

On The Other Hand:
Owners of recent motorhomes made after approximately 2014 have a lot of complaints about low-quality materials, over-engineering with too many failure-prone electronics, and poor workmanship. Rain leaking in and causing mold damage is common. One of the biggest issues seems to be with the slide-out rooms. Imagine getting ready to leave your campground, but you can’t get a slide to go back in!

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Worst Way to Ride a Bicycle

Wrong Way Wooten,
World’s Most Eccentric Bicycle Tourist

Copyright 2014-2026, Jeff Napier

You may occasionally hear someone refer to doing something oddly, or backward, as “Wrong Way Wooten.”
This has become an expression almost entirely detached from its roots. Something like, “Who is John Galt?” That came from the classic novel, Atlas Shrugged, by Ayn Rand. But what about “Wrong Way Wooten?” What’s that all about?

In approximately 1955, Tom Wooten was born in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylavnia.

This place with the weird spelling (pronounced “brin mar”) is approximately eleven miles outside of Philadelphia. Bryn Mawr means “Big Hill” in Welsh. This is a little town of approximately 4,000 people with a neat little downtown where most of the buildings, and most homes, are made of red or orange brick. Bryn Mawr is known as one of the wealthiest areas in the United States, and that figures into our story later on. Ten percent of the population is black, ten percent Asian, and the rest mixed or white.



Bryn Mawr in Pennsylavania



Downtown Bryn Mawr

Tom grew into a tall, slim, very dark skinned, strong, good-looking man. For a short while in the 1980s, he was slightly world-famous. He did not attain the level of celebrity such as Paul McCartney, Dolly Parton, or Burt Reynolds, but he did become a legend, and I think you’ll agree that what he did was significant.

So what did he do? He rode a bicycle backward. That’s all. But he leveraged that skill to deliver a message, and he did it well.

It started when Tom was thirteen years old. In a discussion with a friend, the idea of riding a bike while sitting on the handlebar came up. The friend said it couldn’t be done. Tom proved otherwise.

Through his high school and college years, he perfected this skill, and was occasionally seen riding his bike backward through the town.

There is no information about where he went to college. In fact like much of the information about Tom Wooten, well, there just isn’t much information. One thing we know for sure is that it wasn’t Bryn Mawr college, since that’s an all-woman’s college.

Initially, he rode an ordinary ten-speed bike of the era. with the only modifications being padded tape on the handlebar, to make sitting on it more comfortable, and mirrors on long brackets so he could see where he was going.

When he saw the way people reacted to seeing him ride that way, he decided it would be his career someday.

It wasn’t long before people started calling him “Wrong Way Wooten.” Later, he legally changed his first name to “Wrong Way.”

In his late 20s, evidently after driving a tow truck for a while, and receiving a degree in psychology, he planned his first cross-country tour. Originally, he was going to ride with five other people, but they all backed out before he started. He relates, “I learned never to count on anybody for anything.”

he built a custom bike for his purpose. It was based on a Schwinn Varsity, which was a heavy all-steel ten-speed road bike of the late 1970s, with a one-piece crank.



Schwinn Varsity

In addition to padding the handlebar and adding mirrors, he removed the seat, and put a portable television in its place. He then somehow attached another ten-speed bike to the rear of his bike in order to carry more gear. There is no information as to exactly how the second bike was attached. There are conflicting reports as to how much the entire contraption weighed. The report that I believe says it was 160 lbs (72 kg). Other reports put it at “over 300 pounds” and some say it was 450 lbs.



Wrong Way Wooten and his custom bike

Wrong Way converted the bike to 21 speeds, quite rare in the 1980s, but left the shifters in their original position – on the handlebar stem. This meant that he had to reach between his legs to change gears.



Stem shifters on a Schwinn Varsity

His bike had toe-clips, which were, of course, installed backward on the pedals.



A pedal with toeclip

Before his first trip to traverse the entire United States, he studied maps. Being independently wealthy (according to what little is written – and we don’t know how he attained that wealth, but Bryn Mawr is known for its wealthy residents), he then hired a small airplane to fly low, examining his proposed route for overly steep hills, road construction and other such potential problems.

Wrong Way then set out on his journey with a specific self-appointed mission. He represented several major charities including The American Cancer Society, The American Lung Society, The Heart Fund, the Jaycees, United Way, and March of Dimes, taking donations in person and also encouraging people to donate directly to their favorite charities.

According to the legend, he criss-crossed the country several times totaling 28,000 miles (45,000 kilometers) over the next seventeen years. As he tirelessly explained to thousands of people across the country, “The main reason I do what I do is to get people to realize that they have a responsibility to other people.” When he could, he would ride more than 100 miles in a day, but on many days he couldn’t get that far. This was due to interruptions as fascinated people wanted to talk with him. He was fine with that.

To some, it looked like what he was doing, riding around the country on a bike, would be limitless fun, but he cited some problems, such as flat tires, bad weather and racists who sometimes tried to run him off the road. “I can’t hate them, then I would be just like them.”

Someone once asked what he does when he gets a flat tire. With a straight face he answered, “I set the bike on fire.”

He did not recommend that other people should tour backwards. “One mistake, and you’re history.”

As with all good legends, the stories sometimes exceed the truth. One person remembers that Wrong Way was an expert on the subject of girls. He was supposedly a remarkable cook and a karate expert. That may be true. At least one person says Wrong Way was able to read minds, responding to unvoiced questions. All say he was a brilliant conversationist, able to speak on any level from ghetto talk to erudite conversations with professors.

He has been spoken of as a loner, and in a way, I suppose he was. This was a one-man crusade, and it must have been hard for him to have permanent, deep friendships, since he was always on the move. There is an unverified story that he had a son, who he pretty much entirely neglected. It is reported that this boy had a hard time in school, being an angry, disruptive student.

With the public, he was evidently quite gregarious. On his bike he also carried a sound system, and on more than one occasion he could be seen riding backward, accompanied by blaring music – anything from opera to rock, and sometimes happily singing along.

He planned on riding for twenty-five years. Unfortunately, in 2004, at age 47, he died of a massive heart attack.

His credo was, “Bind yourself to nothing and seek harmony with all things. Only then can you be truly free.” People who remember him say he was a wonderful and very personable ambassador for kindness to others.

For more bicycle information, everything from memoirs to unexpected how-to info, check out the 500 Ways Bicycling section.

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Worst Carpet Tacking Situation

I found the following in a book published in 1858:

“An English gentleman, traveling some years ago in Ireland, took a hammer and tacks with him, because he found dog’s-eared carpets at all the inns where he rested. At one of these inns he tacked down the carpet which, as usual, was loose near the door, and soon afterwards rang for his dinner. While the carpet was loose the door could not be opened without a hard push: so when the waiter came up, he just unlatched the door, and then going back a couple of yards, he rushed against it, as his habit was, with a sudden spring to force it open. But the wrinkles of the carpet were no longer there to stop it, and not meeting with the expected resistance, the unfortunate waiter fell full sprawl into the room. It had never entered his head that so much trouble might be saved by means of a hammer and half-a-dozen tacks, until his fall taught him that make-shift is a very unprofitable kind of shift.”

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Five Years In The Bike Shop

Copyright 2013 – 2026, John Flaherty

There was once a little bicycle shop, ordinary in every way, except for the people associated with it. Brian the owner, the employees, and many of the customers were the most interesting and eccentric people I have ever met. That’s what this book is about. I have changed the location and the names to protect those involved. Everything else is true, exactly as it happened. The bike shop lasted five years before it came to a strange end. Welcome to the story of the shop and it’s people. Continue reading Five Years In The Bike Shop