Curbside Classic: 1981 VW Diesel Pickup – The Most ’80s Car Ever – I Could Replace My Whole Fleet With One

What were the key ingredients that really defined the new cars of the 1980s: Compact. Front wheel drive, Diesel. Import brands.  Four cylinders. Compact trucks and SUVs. Fuel efficient. Unibody. Innovative. Light weight. Got some more to add?

So what car best encapsulates all of them? Why it’s totally obvious: the VW Diesel Pickup. It encompasses them all, and then some. Like: A bridge too far. Cultish. Indestructible. Eugene-mobile. Fahrvergnügen. It was the ultimate automotive Swiss Army knife.

The other question is: What’s the only vehicle could replace all four of mine? You’re looking at it.

VW had opened their US factory in Westmoreland, PA, and were eager to be seen as more…American. Act 1 was the Malibuzation of the Rabbit, with American-style interiors and a bit of softening up of the edges. Bu that wasn’t enough; what’s the most American vehicle of them all? The pickup, of course. So…Why not?

How hard could it be? Graft a pickup bed and rear axle to the front half of a Rabbit, and Bingo! The VW Pickup was born. And with the 1.6 or 1.7 L gas engine, it could out accelerate an MGB, not much of a feat, given that the poor B was down to 62.5 hp at the time. But still. The VW pickup was to be the ideal marriage of a fun to drive little car with the practicality of a truck that could actually haul up to 1100 lbs.

If you favored economy over beating MGBs at the stop light drags, the diesel version had it in spades, or truckfuls. EPA rated at 41/54 mpg (city/highway), the 48 hp oil-burner might have been just a wee bit slower, but it wasn’t hard to meet or beat those EPA numbers. And by now, just about every old surviving VW Rabbit or pickup has had a later turbo-diesel implanted, giving it quite adequate grunt to do what needs to be done. And keep doing it for a long time.

If I’d been really lucky, this Rabbitomino would have been parked next to a jacked up Silverado HD pickup. Or actually, maybe under it, to stay dry. But it is parked next to a compact VW Tiguan, which is a direct descendent of the Golf, so these are kissing cousins, a few generations apart.

If the Niedermeyers had to drive VWs, these two would be just about perfect for Stephanie and I. For that matter, this VW pickup could readily replace both my xB and my F100; why am I paying insurance and upkeep on them both? And think of all the fuel I’ll save.

I couldn’t quite as much as with the F100, but then I’m not in quite as much of a hurry. I used to cram in thee yards of compost in the Ford (with side boards); now two will do. I could fit 1.5 yards in here. And appliances and garbage and some lumber and more.

For that matter, I could get rid of the Promaster van too. Check out this sweet little pop up slide-in camper. I could whittle my Eugene fleet down to just two from four. Maybe a matching VW Cabrio for Stephanie?  Now what was I saying about not being in a hurry?

I just remembered, there was this very nicely done diesel camper that I found and shot way back in 2011, called the Veggie-bago” by its owner, since they ran it on used veggie oil. I saw it again just a few years ago. It’s a keeper.

Let’s not stop there. Jack it up a bit and put bigger tires on it and I could also get rid of the Chevy Tracker too, which I keep in Port Orford for bopping around the endless forest roads in the rugged mountains there. Who needs 4WD anyway?

It might be a wee bit cozy in there for me, but I’ve driven Rabbits and it worked well enough. Anyway, I’m conveniently shrinking. I was once 6’4″; last time I was at the doctor’s I was down to 6’2½”. One of the unsung benefits of aging.

The most memorable drive in a Rabbit one was in the winter of 1974-1975, when a friend in Baltimore bought one of the first ones off the boat, the ultra-stripper $2,999 version that had hardboard (cardboard?) door cards, rubber floors  and only whatever else was absolutely essential for driving it. I was driving a ’63 VW 1200 at the time and was pretty excited to try this new Rabbit that I’d read so much about. So I took it for a full-blast spin (my friend was totally ok with that). Stepping out of that 40 hp slug bug into this Jack Rabbit was a multi-decade leap in automotive technology. Wow! Did it ever seem crazy fast to me. And handle like a racing car. I was utterly blown away. Such is the reality when car nuts (and automotive journalists) have their first drive in a really new car.

Don’t ask what issues he had with it, although it was a bit better than the ’71 Vega he traded in for it. The price of being an early adopter.

The Rabbit/Golf was one of the truly great new cars of the period, even if it had some birthing pains. And the pickup was a minor bit of genius. Of course it wasn’t appreciated by all stick-in-the-mud Americans; they insisted on proper trucks with frames and RWD, even if they were little. But some did, and still do today; these have a very solid following. And there were folks in other parts of the world who were eager to embrace it. The tooling was shipped to what was then Yugoslavia, and built there as the VW Caddy, the first in a long line. Who says Europeans don’t love American pickups?

And in South Africa, the VW Caddy was built all the way to 2007; here’s a 2006 for sale. Talk about long-lived.

The eighties weren’t all perfect when it comes to cars in America, but a lot of innovation and risk-taking took place. Think GM’s X-cars, and the K-cars, and all of those brilliant little Hondas, and others too. But when it comes to really stepping out of the box and attaching it to the rear, the VW Pickup takes the prize.

 

Related CC reading:

Curbside Classic: 1980 Volkswagen Pickup – Beating The Tariff, But Taking A Beating

CC Capsule: VW Diesel Pickup (Caddy) Camper – The Veggie-Bago

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