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Wild Kingdom or Fuzzy Memories: Take 1

by John Espino
Tuesday, October 4th, 2005

Ok… let me start off by saying that one of the things I wanted to do when we first started out with this “blog” thing was to kinda open the vault into the company and the cool stuff we’re doing and planning. A novel idea in theory, but when you do actually do that you let the cat out of the bag on things you really shouldn’t. Products and projects wouldn’t quite have the same effect if everybody knew about them, and then sometimes you end up sounding like a commercial… which is far from what we want to do.

So, what do you do when you’re supposed to write stuff? Ah, the answer I’ve come up with is to reach into your mind and pull out the first thing your fingers squish. Hence you have my latest offering which won’t make sense at first, but will later… maybe even leaking into another blog here and there.

One of my best fuzzy memories growing up was watching the incredibly kid-friendly Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom. The reason I say “fuzzy” is because it was a long time ago and remembering it is like watching an old UHF television channel: no matter what you did to those rabbit ears the picture always had snow and occasional lapses in viewing pleasure. It’s not like trying to watch ON-TV or Select TV on channel 22 or 52 (first cable stations for those of you too wee in years to remember). I mean with those you could spend hours just staring at a green, red, blue and yellow swirl of squiggly lines just to see a leg or something. Hours into it you may even see a clear picture, only to have it replaces with the color blob. Oh, but those few moments of victory over “the Man” provided bragging rights at school the next day.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah, Wild Kingdom! What a great show! For those of you who never watched this wonder each show was introduced by the host, Marlin Perkins, in his office. The office was filled with books and maps and souvenirs brought back from what could have been great adventures and expeditions to parts unknown. Sometimes he’d have an animal guest in the office, a monkey or tiger, which added to the fascination. The introduction usually started with an explanation of what we were going to see during the 30 minutes of adventure with the host pointing to a zone on a globe. Sometimes it was something adorable like watching cubs play around, but mostly we were treated the raw, savage rules of the jungle where the Alpha Male ruled his territory. The cool thing is that they would trank and tag an animal and follow it when it woke up to see how it interacted with the rest of the jungle world…. always watched and never being seen. Kinda like jungle ninja. By doing this they learned all kinds of valuable info.

So where am I going with this little portion of my childhood? One can put to good use what I learned from that show in the world of automotive progress and design The funny thing is that the sometimes from where I am I feel as if I am on that TV safari… observing the alpha male pound his chest and roar to show his supremacy, or seeing the bloody battle to see who rules the pride. Examples: at an auto show listening to folks in the crowd, or better yet the most dangerous place on the net… the “forums”. I mean, where else can you see nature’s wildest beasts tear into each other with such venom and fury? Have an opinion or a question and who takes the lead of the thread: none other than the Alpha Male. What’s better is when there is a challenger or two… and then the fur flies as they claw, bite and ram each other into oblivion. The funny thing is that the loudest, I mean “strongest” Alpha Male is usually wrong with his stance, but he is the leader of his land none the less.

Next time you’re bored and hankering for action, put on your adventure gear and let your fingers guide you to some of the best fights in the animal kingdom by surfing your favorite forums. It’s a jungle out there.

WyoTech Happenings

by Peter Treydte
Monday, September 26th, 2005

In the last couple of weeks there have been two events in which the personalities of Gale Banks Engineering and WyoTech Technical Institute have crossed paths. WyoTech is the leader in education when it comes to hands on training in the areas of Automotive, Diesel, Collision Refinishing and Hot Rod/Custom Vehicle fabrication. Banks has taken an interest in supporting WyoTech because of the quality and employability of the students that they produce. Two WyoTech graduates currently work in the Banks Race Shop prepping the D-Max type R for its racing debut.

The first event that brought us together recently was the Ribbon Cutting ceremony for the opening of the new WyoTech campus in Sacramento, CA. The ceremony was hosted by WyoTech Sacramento Campus President, Jeff Dorricott (shown in center of photo). Gale was invited as a VIP, and he along with Dick Roth (shown at right in photo), from the Bureau of Automotive Repair cut the ribbon. It is exciting to be involved with a school that not only prepares people for work in the automotive industry in general, but also recognizes the automotive aftermarket segment and equips students with knowledge that is applicable to our needs.

Two of the Banks Sidewinder All-Terrain vehicles were on hand for the festivities, and they were certainly a hit with the students.

Next, it was a trip to the main WyoTech campus in Laramie, Wyoming to present a scholarship to a worthy student. More than 40 students applied and Gale Banks Engineering was pleased to present a check in the amount of $5600 to Michael Opie. By the time Michael graduates in March 2006, he will have completed all the courses that WyoTech offers, and up to this point he has maintained a 92% in his class work and a perfect attendance record. This is exactly the type of student that Gale Banks Engineering looks forward to employing.

If you are looking for a place to learn automotive skills, WyoTech (www.wyotech.com) is certainly worth your consideration. With the addition of a Light Duty-Diesel Program in the near future, the partnership between Banks and WyoTech is only going to get stronger.

Vacation… all I ever wanted? or “Dude, where’s my car?”

by John Espino
Monday, August 15th, 2005

(Please note: there is a car story here… really.)

The word “vacation” has never been one that has meant much to me. Growing up time-off from school or work was an opportunity for my loving family to work on the house, an exercise in perpetual futility. Tear down a wall, build it back up. Paint the inside, outside, walls, parakeet and dog. Backyard flat? Hell, the kids can dig that fish pond. Oh, and it needs to be 4-ft. deep. I’m not really complaining… just unlocking the door so you can understand my malfunction. To me a vacation is really just a time to get things done, even if it is work related, and really not to lounge on a deck or vegetate. Not that something like that is wrong mind you… I’m just damaged in my way of thinking compared to most of the human race. Thanks for another thing, Mom and Dad.

Anyway, now that I am an adult and away from that interesting “experiment” I am expected (by my wife and friends) to take a “real” vacation, but I’d have to say that my definition of the actual action is a bit… skewed. A couple of weeks ago I was flying home from a “glorious” vacation with my wife and two year old son and I was thinking… why isn’t this plane going faster? I mean… doesn’t this thing have afterburners, warp drive or something that’ll push this tug through the air faster? I’m very satisfied that we got to go, but it really needed to be over sooner! No, seriously! I won’t bother saying where we went, because you’ll say “what the heck are you whining about?”… so the lips are sealed. I won’t even hint except to say that I found out, according to the doctor I visited afterwards, that I am allergic to the sun. I always knew I was a creature of the night, now I guess I can prove it. Thank goodness I brought work related stuff along. While my wife took her turn at trying to subdue the savage caged beast my child had morphed into on the flight home, I began to drift into thought about the new vehicle that was waiting for me back at the office (See, I told you there was a car in here).

Our good friends at Bosch sent us a sent us a shiny, new BMW 535D diesel equipped with an “M” package. Now for you folks not in the know, this is a BMW 5-series body with the beefed up suspension and all the bells and whistles powered by an in-line 3.0 liter six turbo diesel. Ah, but it doesn’t just have one turbo… it has two! See, saying “turbos diesel” just isn’t very good grammar. Anyway, the turbos are not equal in size as you’d expect in a normal twin set-up, but are instead sequential in nature: one little and one big. Kinda like Fat Man and Little Boy, but with explosive performance in mind. The tiny sucker spools up like mad to get you launched (low-end stage), then the large one wakes up forcing more gravity on your unsuspecting body (mid-range stage) and then all the exhaust flow is diverted to the large one, totally taking charge and continuing the thrust until you run out of road or nerves (top-end stage). All of this switching around is seamless. And when I say launch… well put it this way: the off the line power is so good that when you stab the throttle it feels like someone is in the seat behind you pulling you back by both ears. If not for all the electronics that BMW packs into this bullet, the take-off would resemble a greased pig running on an ice skating rink. Everything you ever wanted in a turbocharged car to be is right there… without sacrificing luxury and style, and it’s a diesel! Only problem: it’s not available in the United States.

So what’s the point of Bosch loaning this bad boy to us? Aside from the opportunity to harvest our drool and palm sweat for some sinister plan is the opportunity to lead by example. One of the things that both Banks and Bosch believe is that diesel should be the performance option on cars and trucks. Really, think about it. The torque is right there off the line in loads, no matter the engine size. Power? Without question. Economy? More than enough to shake a stick at. Compare the two comparably sized BMW engines, gas and diesel, and look at the specs. When you’re done rubbing your eyes tell me that we’re wrong? By the way… there is no smoke and less noise than you’d ever imagine. You literally have to tell people that it’s a diesel when it is running.

Ok, so how do we get these kinds of engines into our cars here in the States? The answer is to create awareness, and that will create demand. That’s what we’re trying to do here. We’re doing demonstrations for the magazine folks so that they can write about it in a more mainstream way than this. And if this is the first time you ever heard of this car then think about the fact that your buddy hasn’t either. What about his buddy… or wife even? Now that you know about how diesels have changed and that there are no compromises how could you not want one powering your favorite make of vehicle? Are you going to show this blog to your buddy? Will he tell his? Seeeeee, it’s working already. And when news about this hits bigger type magazines… maybe the wife will want one?

Hmmm… I wonder what plans my wife has for our next vacation? Hopefully it’s someplace dark with an internet connection. I’ve got things to do.

Banks. A Household Name?!

by Tim Gavern
Friday, August 12th, 2005

Hola. Just a little ditty to illustrate how much Banks has been in the media this Summer. It’s been amazing!

It has gotten to the point that we’ve even coined a new term for hot rodding it to the max. We’re going to “Banks it.”

Nice.

In Print:

Hot Rod Magazine (September 2005 - on newsstands now!) has a picture of Banks’ 222 m.p.h. Sidewinder Dakota on its cover along with an article about performance diesels and the future of diesel.

The infamous car guy, Jay Leno just wrote an article in Popular Mechanics about diesel that included his pal, Gale Banks (September 2005 - on newsstands now!). 

Diesel Power Magazine (Fall 2005 - on newsstands now!) has Banks’ Sidewinder All-Terrain trucks on the cover with a gigantic 8-page article inside. Two other trucks in the mag also have Banks systems on them…

There’s more, but you get the point…

On Television:

Trucks! TV aired a tour of Gale Banks Engineering last weekend (catch it on a rerun).

XTreme4X4 TV invited Gale to build a twin-turbo Duramax on its episode #22 Part 2 of the “SubUrban Gorilla” buildup. Check out the PowerBlock on Spike! Channel this coming weekend (August 13 &14) to see it.

I could keep going, but I don’t want to boast.

Alpha Booster or H1: Sith Lord

by John Espino
Thursday, August 11th, 2005

There are certain vehicles that are automatically associated with certain people. Let’s try a few:
Batman
James Bond
Steve McQueen
The Green Hornet

Get the idea? Now tell me what comes to mind when I say Arnold Schwarzenegger? Hmmm… it has to be a Hummer, the really big kind. Everyone knows that association, even my grandmother. Well, maybe she isn’t the best example, but you get the idea.

Ok, so the Hummer is the ultimate off-road monster everyone can easily think of. Fine, but has anyone ever raved about its speedy performance? Nope. Fact is it is widely known that it has the charging speed of a cow with two broken legs. Long has that been the downfall of this famous “look at me” vehicle- but not anymore. The GM gods have blessed the latest H1 Alpha with the Duramax diesel powerplant and it now shines because of their good graces. But (and there’s always a “but” folks), it still is a little slow because it’s so dog gone… portly.

That was the case before we seduced one unsuspecting H1 to the Dark Side of the Force. Enter Darth H1: Sith Lord (I’m a geek… what can I say?). See, we decided to equip one with our Six-Gun Tuner and infuse it with more power. Evil? Maybe, but you can’t argue that it wasn’t a necessary one. The H1 wants to go fast. It wants to be freed from its shackles, and we just happen to have the keys. Since it can’t hop on a treadmill and shed unwanted weight it needs more power to move all its girth. That power output is now nearly comparable to that of a Banks equipped Duramax truck. And that’s a good thing, because when was the last time you ever heard a full-sized Hummer chirp all four tires?

How could it get any better? Glad you asked. After tearing up the street we decided it was time to put the power at the command of the “pilot’s” fingertips with our new Banks iQ (check out our website for details). Functionality meets 21st century electronics in this device… and it looks bitchen in this ride.

Only question now is what path will this titan tread: the light or the dark side? Hmmm… I say let’s go out and crush things!

Time Travel or Power Tour Epilogue

by John Espino
Wednesday, June 29th, 2005

And so here is yet another late entry in my log of blogs. Let’s set the clock back… back… back… to June 8th…

… So this is my first time flying Southwest… and I have to tell you it ain’t bad. Oh, I’m sure that if it was packed like my flight to Milwaukee I would have much more to say. But hey, airlines don’t always smash as many folks as they can into a tiny plane like it was a dare or something like that… do they? The thing I thought was funny was that there are no assigned seats on Southwest, and it was every person for themselves. What a hoot it was to see everyone running to be first in line. I even got caught up in the rush. Hah… that little old lady never knew what hit her.

Well, if someone were to ask me if the Power Tour was worth it I’d have to answer “hell ya”! Where else could you go where there is a sea of pure power on four wheels, with some of the friendliest folks around? I mean it, not a jerk among them. The best part was that they were totally accepting of us and our vehicles, and let’s face it… we were the invaders. When you think of “hot rods” you don’t really think of a 4X4 with a diesel engine in it, but truth be told the times are a changing. Our mini fleet were hot rods in every way: they were over kill, flashy and could spin the tires till the rubber became molten shards of rage. The difference between our versions and the traditional idea of a hot rod is that you can haul lumber, groceries, a TV and the family… all at stupid speed. Yeah! Of course, if you’re not careful in ours you may eventually run over a Chrysler Crossfire or something (whistles innocently).

There’s something else I learned on my travels: some of the states we went through aren’t allergy friendly. Chicago and Milwaukee both looked as if there was a horrible simultaneous accident on every street involving chicken trucks. I’ve never see so much junk floating through the air for so long! Sneezing for days… what a drag.

And now here we are in the futuristic time of the present…

Anyhow, it’s good to be home and back at the grind. Hopefully I can get caught up with my blogs dazzling you all with wisdom, insight and dumb laughs.

… one can only hope.

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Bosch DCX Tech Fair or “Drive Sample Vehicles Like You Stole Them!”

by John Espino
Friday, June 24th, 2005

I know… it’s been a while since I’ve written, but I’ve got a good excuse. No, really… I do. See, I went on the Hot Rod Power Tour and before that, Bosch’s DCX Tech Fair. Vehicles, meetings, logistics, details and way too many “what ifs” make Johnny a dull boy. It’s as if I’ve been a cross between the proverbial one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest spliced with a chicken with its head cut off. Sort of a one-legged chicken-man with no head trying to kick some butt if you will. See the problem?

Anyway, after all the pre-event preparation, my first tour of duty was the tech fair that I mentioned earlier. The DCX in the title stands for Daimler-Chrysler (what’s the “X” for?) and it was held at the Pontiac Silverdome’s parking lot which is just around the corner from the Chrysler’s headquarters and support buildings in Michigan. Our partners and friends at Bosch put this little shindig together to showcase some of their technology that’s available to O.E. manufacturers for use in the build of their vehicles. A big part of it was Bosch’s diesel systems and a ride and drive in some of the most advanced diesel powered passenger vehicles available today (most of which aren’t sold here in the states). So, why show something that I can’t buy here? Simple, it’s one way to get the automakers thinking out of the box and forget the yucky memories of the bag of crud Olds engine that resonates in so many of their minds. These vehicles are quiet, get great mileage, have enough power to accelerate the vehicle so quick that you feel like you were punched in the kidneys… and make you smile like a little school girl about it. Slick and guiltless power that is on tap whenever you want it… from a diesel, and all with the creature comforts that one has come to expect from today’s modern automobiles. Vehicles as small as the .8 liter Smart (yes… that’s not a typo) to sexy sequentially-turbocharged BMW 5 Series were all on tap for a romp through the course in the parking lot.

Joining the troops on the field was our Sidewinder All-Terrain Dodge Ram, which was really just for display. Or was it? Seems that the folks who visited the Bosch event all wanted to do one thing first before they drove the cars… drive the big red truck. So, who am I to disappoint executives who we’re trying to impress? “Let’s go for a ride” I’d say, and indeed they did take it out for a drive… like it was stolen. I felt like I was in the movie Smokey and the Bandit riding along with power the mad fiends at the wheel. Tire smoke, squeals and the deep tone of the exhaust were what I experienced with every test drive along with the foreground sliding from left to right. One crazed individual even started to drift the truck! For a raised truck with off-road tires it took every bit of punishment, and triple dog-dared them to do something worse. At the end of each ride the driver spilled out of the truck with that kind of grin that tells you they got more than they bargained for, and loved it. Of course the other cars were next on the list of conquests.

Did we convince them? I hope so, because while our Ram is a kind of super truck, the other samples there were no slouches, all of which were stock production. We need vehicles like these, so the power hungry tenant in all our brains can get along with the conservative tree hugger who resides there. Who’d imagine that Felix and Oscar could ever get the chance to live in peace and harmony.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot to mention that the Sidewinder Dakota was there on display as well. “Did anyone get to drive it?” you ask. Ahhhhh, no… not so much.

Hot Rod Magazine Power Tour: A Huge Success!

by Tim Gavern
Wednesday, June 15th, 2005

Perhaps you’ve noticed the lack of blogs from all of us during Power Tour? The days went by like lightning. There was, literally, no time to blog. Here’s how our tour went.

Day one:
Wake up (5:30 a.m.); shower; shave; meet in hotel lobby (7:00 a.m.); quick breakfast (7:15 a.m.); schlep bags to the truck-of-the-day (8:00 a.m.); drive to event city (usually around 300 miles); park truck at booth (2:00 p.m.); get swarmed by gawkers (2:01 p.m.); talk to people about Banks products (2:01-8:00 p.m.); pack up trailer (8:00 p.m.); eat dinner (9:00 p.m.); sleep (10:30 p.m.); zzz

Repeat six times.

Our idea to show the hot rod community that diesels really ARE hot rods, worked. Banks “train” was the talk of the Power Tour. Everyone loved our big red trucks. They were, quite possibly, the most photographed vehicles on tour.

We made many new friends. But, more importantly, we made many diesel “believers.”

Of course, we all came back to big piles of paperwork on our desks. More when the piles are a little smaller.
Your faithful,
“Corporate Blogger”

The Banks “Long Haul Gang”
Shown from left
Jerry “Chill” Neilsen (Covering the tour in a totally laid-back manner for Turbo Diesel Register)
Pete “Tour Manager” Treydte (Lucky we had him running our show or we’d have been scre#ed. Seriously.)
Rick “Get those engines in the trailer” McConnell (”Don’t make me get my whip.”)
Thomas “Are you going to buy that?” Boardman (Our long-hauling salesperson, who really is a nice guy. Really.)
Jon “almost long hauler” Whiteley (Our Duramax flying, loud Squizz XM playing, fix-it-while-it’s-driving mechanic.)
Jim “I’ve been on the road for 17-days” Jensen (Our other fix-it-on-the-road mechanic. “Hey, is that all the food that comes with this order?”)
Tim “I gotta pee” Gavern (”Sorry, it’s all that coffee.”)

Air Travel Hell: Hot Rod Magazine Power Tour (Pre-Tour)

by Tim Gavern
Saturday, June 4th, 2005

4:44 a.m.
Okay, the trip stared off badly when the shuttle van that was supposed to pick me up at 4:00 a.m. hadn’t arrived by 4:30. When I called, they told me, “oh, our driver just now told us he was experiencing vehicle trouble…” Great. What about my ride to the airport?

The shuttle company called a cab for me and my $45 trip to the airport wound up costing $68.30. The shuttle company is going to pay me the difference. Yea - there’s money I won’t be seeing again anytime soon. The only saving grace was Richard, my taxi driver, was also an Armenian philosopher. I got an Armenian history lesson on the drive to the airport. Interesting.

6:00 a.m
I made it to the gate with only a few minutes to spare. I glanced out the window at the plane and exclaimed to my traveling partner, John Espino, “Hey John, check out the antique we’re flying on. Oh, sh*t.”

Our jet, an old 737 or something, was built in the era of, “How many people can we cram on this plane.” Of course, I always sit in the back (when a plane crashes, the tail usually breaks off and sometimes there are survivors are in it…). I was one seat from the last row and was squashed in at the window (I’m 6′4″ tall. I literally couldn’t move).

Then, I met, “Cole.” Cole is the one-year old that got the seat directly behind me. Cole’s Mom hooked up his car seat into the plane’s seatbelts and Cole’s little feet could just touch my seatback. He danced the whole way from Los Angeles to Milwaukee. He screamed the whole trip, too. It wasn’t a mad scream. He just liked to scream.

Across the aisle, John Espino had gotten shuffled around a few times and ended up in the middle seat of a three-seat row. John had his own problems. He tried to work on his laptop and ended up looking like a T-Rex (his description) with his little arms tucked into his sides. He finally gave up. I didn’t even pull my laptop out of my case. No point. I could barely fit in there myself.

Our antique jet did a pretty good job at flying, but the landing scared the ‘bejesus’ out of both Espino and myself. First of all, it took the entire runway to get the plane stopped. And the left wheel’s brakes seemed to grab better than the right, so the plane did a scary “S-pattern” all the way down the runway. Goodbye to you, plane.

5:00 p.m.
Setup at Miller field in Milwaukee, Wisconsin was cool. The Hot Rod Magazine kick off wasn’t until 2:00 p.m. on Saturday, June 4th, but there were already some early birds around on Friday afternoon. So, I took Banks’ twin-turbo “rat rod” shop truck for a little spin to wow the troops. That truck came out perfect. Kudos to Banks Race Shop. On the way back around the parking lot, I spooled up the turbos through a couple of gears and all eyes (and ears) were on it.

I talked to a couple of Banks customers as we were setting up the booth. One guy happily exclaimed to me that his Banks Six-Gun-equipped Duramax actually got two more miles per gallon on top of all the extra power! Right on.

7:00 p.m.
The Banks crew (minus two who were still flying) had a nice dinner at a German restaurant, called Mader’s in downtown Milwaukee. The food was exceptional. Thanks, Gale! Oh, and there was a little plaque next to our table that said, “Mario Andretti and Paul Newman ate dinner at this table on June 4, 1993.” That’s one day off from twelve years ago. How cool. After dinner, we all crashed back at the hotel. Good night.

Check back soon for more posts from Hot Rod Magazine’s Power Tour 2005.
Your faithful,
Corporate Blogger

Fuel Economy Methods, Part 1

by Peter Treydte
Friday, May 13th, 2005

How do you calculate fuel economy? I read so many different claims about fuel economy, and I keep coming back to wondering how people arrive at their data. For instance, on the diesel forums it is not uncommon to see someone claim 24 MPG in a diesel pickup. And yet I have personally driven a Duramax LLY with a heavy load up a grade, and watching the digital mileage indicator, I have seen instantaneous readings as low as 3 MPG. That’s a huge swing.

We dedicate a lot of effort to correctly measuring fuel economy during our engineering evaluations. Fuel economy is simple to calculate - distance traveled divided by the fuel consumed equals miles per gallon.

How do I accurately measure the distance traveled? If I rely on my odometer, I must assume that it is completely accurate, but what if I have installed larger than stock tires on my vehicle? Unless I have done something to compensate for this in the odometer reading, it is going to be inaccurate. You could even argue that excessively worn tires would produce an inaccurate odometer reading. These days, I like to use my handheld GPS unit to give me an accurate distance traveled and then compare it to the odometer reading.

How do I know how much fuel is consumed? If I fill the tank up to the point that the fuel nozzle clicks off, is it really full? I’ve tested vehicles that have taken as much as two additional gallons after the nozzle has shut off, just by playing with the dispenser and filling the neck to the top. It’s a pain, but at least I have a starting point that I can return to when I refill the tank. If I am doing a before-and-after comparison test, I should also make sure to use the same pump and park the vehicle in the same position for consistency.

I’ve only scratched the surface…more to come.