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been actively participating in the landy wave since I picked up my new wagon, most have returned the gesture a couple with over the top gusto, bar a couple who snobbed me, one in a puma who I don't think he saw me and another in a td5 that looked across at me, made eye contact, then proceeded to overtake and continue on his journey :confused:
I've given the wave a few times while driving a G-Wagon, and gotten some (slightly confused) waves back.Quote:
Originally Posted by VladTepes
I saw a new variation about a month back in one of the sugar cane towns somewhere around Rockhampton. A 110 tray back was coming the other way so I gave a big out-the-window wave... Nothing. I was watching for a lifted hand or finger, but it wasn't to be.
Instead, I see the driver's vent flapping up and down. Waving with the vent! I had a good chuckle at that.
The defender wave is far from dead, just remember that enthusiasm is contagious.
I've found its mostly the old school defenders that tend not to be a part of such shenanigans. All females have a little laugh and raise a few fingers to signal a wave of some sort, they are one's who you can tell are driving there partners cars and find the whole thing pretty hillarious. My wife does anyway.
If one of you lot don't wave when my other half is driving, when she gets home I get into trouble! :eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by voltron
haha, sounds like a keeper.Quote:
Originally Posted by debruiser
HOw does the Defender handle the weather up there. I lived around mackay all my life, played league for Magpies. Keep an eye out for the white rig over xmas.
Cheers
I stumbled across this description of the "Landy Wave" and thought it worth sharing........
"SMILE AND WAVE"
Once in a while, every two or three months, I turn into the sort of person other people don’t want to make eye contact with. But by the time they realise this, it’s too late. You see, I wave at cars. Not all of them. Just a select few. And it’s not just the cars I am waving at, it’s the drivers.
There’s nothing subtle about it. I stare at them across the busy lines of traffic, like a love struck admirer, or that creepy stalker from accounting at a company picnic, until they unwittingly make eye contact. Then I grin like a loon, and wave. To add to the general air of quiet sanity, I then proceed to get washed over by a wave of embarrassment, reddening like a tomato and peering shamefacedly down at the steering wheel until my new special friend has driven away.
I often wonder what it must be like for the other party in one of these exchanges; you’re driving along, minding your own business when you happen to glance at the car next to you. You stop. The driver is staring at you like a cat about to leap on a pigeon. You freeze. The driver grins, and waves at you. You desperately search the recesses of your mind for some spark of recognition. Did you go to school with him? Meet him at a party? Is he somehow connected to your work?
Just in case, you start to wave back. But something weird has happened. He’s not waving any more. He’s not even looking at you. He’s staring at the road in front of him like he’s trying to set it on fire with his mind. His ears are glowing an unnatural red. And so he sits, frozen, until the lights change. You drive off, and never see him again. But that night, you check twice to make sure you locked the front door, and you sleep with your phone pre-dialled to 911.
My behaviour is, of course, completely reasonable. This all happens simply because I drive one of these.
It’s a Land Rover. A Land Rover Defender. And the day you slip behind the wheel of a Land Rover Defender, you join a secret society. A brotherhood of the road. You are friends with every other proper Land Rover driver on the road. :)
This is a Land Rover Discovery.
It’s a very nice car. But it’s not a proper Land Rover. If you drive a Discovery, you don’t get to be one of the brotherhood. You don’t get to take part in the rituals. And rituals there are. If you happen to park next to each other, you have to stop and chat about your cars. You have to bolt a spade to the side of your car. You have to collectively disparage Toyota Land Cruisers, even though they are better made. But most of all, out on the road you have to wave at each other.
You can choose your own style. And you can vary it with your mood. In the mornings, before the day has taken its toll, I’m a hand raiser. In the afternoons, I’m cooler about it. I lift a finger or two. It doesn’t matter what you are. You can be a puppydog-enthusiatic, hand-out-the-open-window guy. You can be super-cool, a nodder, acknowledging your brothers with an almost imperceptible inclination of the head. You can be smiler, a thumbs upper, a slightly creepy word-mouther.
But you must take part. It’s the rules. It’s an acknowledgement. We few. We happy few. We band of brothers. We have turned up our noses at more sensible modes of transport. We can drive over mountains, chewing up boulders and spitting out dust, but we can’t fit into underground parking lots. We can ford turbulent rivers, tyres clawing a path through the murky depths, but we can’t do a u-turn in a two lane road. We have to sell family members to pay for the fuel, and get used to the idea that the temperamental buggers can drive across Borneo, but might not make it through the afternoon school run.
We are happier for it. We have not bought cars. We have bought a dream, and while our pockets may be lighter, our lives are richer. And this must be acknowledged among ourselves. Because everything we do feels like this;
Which is all well and good. But once in a while, every two or three months, I borrow my wife’s car. And I forget I’m in it. And then I become the dork in the Honda CRV who can’t stop himself from waving at strangers. But only strangers in Land Rovers. At least I’m a dork with taste.
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JD, that's a classic.
I read that with the voice of the little guy from Top Gear,, who's name eludes me at the moment :eek:.
I must remember that when I'm in the other half's car ;)
I forgot to mention,, the waves alive an kicken here in Narre :D
I only got the defer in April, so it hasn't seen much rain yet. Stupid A/C is playing up though so have to get that fixed or I'll be stuck driving with all the windows open forever! you know how the heat is here.Quote:
Originally Posted by voltron
There's lots of white rigs here