The next day was the most solemn of the trip. Our
expedition to Gmünd was, for us 356 owners, the true trip to a holy
place. Helmut Pfeifhofer was our host at his
museum and, as
president of the local Porsche Club, our guide to the original factory
location. Mr. Pfeifhofer did not speak English, so I was pressed
into service to translate as best I could. Fortunately, a member
of the Porsche Club of Germany was there with his group and told me that
he would be happy to translate for us. He and his traveling
companions spent quite a bit of time with us explaining details of the
collection at the museum. And in better English than most of us
speak.
Part of his collection was Gmünd coupe #20 of the 42 built by the
struggling new company. We learned where Porsche found suspension
parts, door handles and ignition switches from other car manufacturers.
Other little known techniques on working aluminum were part of the
lengthy question and answer session.
Our visit to the Konstruction Büro, where both of the
Porsches worked during the war, was a very detailed experience thanks to
Mr. Pfeifhofer.
This is where it started.
At the museum.
Walking to lunch.
Bob Hindman and the Professor.
At the original factory.
Wooden buck.
Gordy Smith receives a commemorative pin from Helmut Pfeifhofer.