You Can’t Do That in a Porsche

Words Cam McRae
Date Jun 24, 2015

Ricardo’s is the first midlife crisis I’ve seen up close – and it blindsided me. I’ve witnessed the ‘buy a Porsche and divorce your wife, in that order’ scenario, from a distance, but because I didn’t know the guy I just thought he was a jerk (and he probably is a jerk).

But when it happened to my buddy, I realized that these impulses come out of nowhere. In fact it only qualifies as a crisis when it comes from left field. When your coke-snorting, Vegas-loving co-worker leaves his wife, that’s just progression. But when your buttoned-down cousin the engineer decides his first motorcycle should be a Harley, you can bet things are about to get interesting.


Ricardo’s Valiant wasn’t as nice as this one.

Ricardo has always proudly driven crappy cars. First there was the 1970 golden-beige Valiant. It was noteworthy for its ability to drive under the unopened UBC parking gate, scraping like a barbecue dragged behind a truck, and look no worse afterwards. It had no reverse and only turned 20 degrees left – but those challenges were welcomed by Ric. Then came the 1985 Tercel, dubbed the Tercedes. It often had a puddle in the passenger seat and always had a collection of gym socks, condom wrappers, textbooks, half-eaten burritos and unpaid parking tickets scattered around the interior. A shitload of bumper stickers covered some of the rust and a Japanese Maple was taking root in the cargo area.


The Tercedes looked sweet like this when Ricardo got it but things started to grow after just a few weeks.

Ricardo would sometimes rail condescendingly against those of us who were enamoured by rubber and sheet metal, but mostly he just didn’t understand. When I bought a new car he called it the Penis mobile, which I had no objection to. For him a car was about utility and the car that brought that utility with the smallest price tag was THE BEST CAR(contrary to his name, Ricardo is Scottish). Eventually his shitty cars became a badge of honour, and now that he has responsibilities and kids he still drives a beater.

And then I got a text.

“I want a fun car, something I’ve never had. Fun meaning fun to drive and pleasant to look at and sit in.”

My first thought was to say, ‘WTF? Has someone stolen your phone?’ But I quickly realized that I wanted to live vicariously through this and see how it all pans out. And then maybe teach Ricardo how to drive his new car when his projects achieves lift-off.

The truth is I do have a collection of vintage sports cars. Photo - Cam McRae

The truth is I do have a collection of vintage sports cars. Photo – Cam McRae

I was a car nut when I was a kid. When I was little, I’d be so excited by a new die-cast Hot Wheels or Corgi that I’d take it to bed with me for the first few nights. When I outgrew Hot Rod Magazine, before I hit my teens, I subscribed to Road & Track. I read it cover to cover every month, lingering on Peter Egan’s Side Glances column.

I’ve had some cars that tick some of Ricardo’s boxes in a modest way. I owned a couple of different Sunbeam Alpines; one a bondo buggy that I sold after a few months and another that was in beautiful un-restored condition. It was a 1964 with original paint, 80,000 miles, a four speed stick and ‘electric overdrive’ in third and fourth. It had a removable hardtop but no soft top. I loved it but it was underpowered and sprung like a pint-sized Buick. My 1979 Honda Accord hatch became a surprisingly fun little machine when I put on some Pirellis and over-inflated them to 39 psi. After that I had an Acura Integra that loved to rev – and that was my peak.


My ’64 Sunbeam Alpine today, still owned by the guy I sold it to almost 30 years ago.

From then on my vehicles were about supporting my mountain bike habit. In the late 90s, my then-girlfriend and I bought a 1988 Volvo 740 GLE wagon (from the founders of Spot Brand Bikes) that we could sleep in the back of on race weekends. It was heavy and slow and it cost me $5000 in repairs and upkeep in the first year before settling in. I eventually sold it to a couple of Swiss mountain bikers on a B.C. singletrack tour. They were too young to rent a car.

For the last ten years I’ve driven a truck. It holds all the bikes and supporting gear and it’s great to drive. But, unless you drive it off road, which is a blast, it’s not going to get your heart pounding when things get curvy. And that used to be my favourite thing to do.

A sports car is one that takes you places to get your sport on. Photo - Ollie Jones

A sports car is one that takes you places to get your sport on. Photo – Ollie Jones

Watching Ric, who didn’t know a WRX from an M3 before he caught this fever, checking out Audi S4s (too much money) the Scion FRS (too few seats) and everything in between, I started to wonder where my four-wheeled lust has gone. I could clearly see myself behind the wheel of an older 911 or another Alpine, but a Tiger this time, and I’m sure I’d have a blast owning, driving and tinkering with either one. But even if I had 50g begging to be spent frivolously, I was surprised and a little disappointed at first, by the realization that I wouldn’t spill it on a sports car.

And as I tinkered away on the bikes in our shop I had a realization; I’ve been pre-empting my midlife crisis most of my life. The void Ricardo wants to fill does not exist for me because I’ve been stuffing it full of bikes; and they charge me up more than an M3 convertible for a fraction of the cost.


Postponing my midlife crisis one ride at a time. Photo – Pete Roggeman

I’m currently riding a Giant Reign. I’ve sprinkled it with hand-picked parts and it weighs less than 27lbs but it’s incredibly robust. It’s like a Ferrari that’s as reliable and inexpensive to own as a Corolla. I love working on it and looking at it and I can’t wait to ride it again soon. Sadly bringing it to bed with me is no longer an option.

My truck is like the weekend racer’s tow vehicle; it’s got everything needed to get me where I’m going, but because I get my adrenaline pumping on the track, I’m happy to cruise comfortably to my destination, easily tackling every crisis I encounter along the way.

Unfortunately Ricardo’s crisis car may be scrapped now that his wife’s caught wind of it, but I’m going to keep sending him cars I find on Craigslist. Because that’s what friends are for.

Got any midlife crisis stories for us?

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ivansoto  - Aug. 31, 2015, 3:23 p.m.

For a lot of people it's about reaching stability. Imagine some people study for a long time, struggle to find a good job, then get married, have kids, buy a house, etc. After then reach all that (they settle) they ask themselves: What Now?

I've seen that happening to a lot of my friends, they reach a stable life and then they start to get bored, hence they start buying random things.


sospeedy  - June 26, 2015, 6:15 a.m.

VW GTi. A sporty, nimble car….and you can still get the bike in the back…or it also looks fine on the roof too!


can't pedal backwards  - June 24, 2015, 8:50 p.m.

Great read, Cam. Still one of my favourite writers in mountain bike journalism.

I feel like I live in bizzaro world from you and Ricardo. I still love cars, drive the car I want, but have to limit my riding locations because I can't drive it up rough old logging roads.

I have a harder time selling my wife on my need of a new bike and the desire for a pickup truck than spending too much on the car.

And yet I envy you both. My mid life crisis will look like an average day for you. Early morning coffee in my pickup truck in remote B.C. with my new $10,000 bike on the back .


Cooper Quinn  - June 25, 2015, 9:48 a.m.

Do what I somehow pulled off: S4 Avant for me, and convince the wife to get an Xterra (or pickup, if you prefer…)


Mark Karlstrand  - June 24, 2015, 8:41 p.m.

Hmm, mid-life crisis sounds like a good excuse to justify a new bike purchase. Thanks for the tip guys!


reformed roadie  - June 24, 2015, 7:19 p.m.

I cannot quite wrap my head around how the empty condom wrappers got in the Terecedes…

Cam McRae  - June 24, 2015, 9:42 p.m.

Despite his mode of transport Ricardo had plenty of opportunities to use contraception.


qduffy  - June 24, 2015, 4:07 p.m.

I'm a car guy. Still am, I think. But I'm in the same boat as you, Cam. My car lust is slaked in other ways. Mostly carbon fiber ways.


Penelope  - June 24, 2015, 2:37 p.m.

Your friend's partner might understand the attraction to shiny fast things, but may be baffled by the options that your friend is suggesting in his quest to marry sexy and practical…
Nice piece btw 🙂

Cam McRae  - June 24, 2015, 3:14 p.m.

Thanks Penelope. And you are right, she is baffled.


Naveed Nasir  - June 24, 2015, 1:33 p.m.

brilliant piece, great work Cam


bd0t  - June 24, 2015, 1:24 p.m.

Cam McRae  - June 24, 2015, 2:05 p.m.

Just sent this one to Ricardo. I think it's perfect.


bd0t  - June 24, 2015, 2:21 p.m.

Nice! Much more reasonably priced than the Porsche 😀

Cam McRae  - June 24, 2015, 2:28 p.m.

And just slightly more practical as well!


rvoi  - June 25, 2015, 8:20 a.m.

Every mid-life crisis sufferer buys a car! Sounds like what he really needs is a $12,000 "wonder" bike… as in I wonder why he bought this?…


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