The vintage blues (aka "pop goes the pusher")
After a remarkable few months of joy since its last visit to the repair bench, I glanced down at ol' 69 to see that one of the chrono pushers made a break for it. Can't say where, can't say when, but here we go again, back to my (very) friendly neighborhood watchmaker for a fix. He told me to give him some time with it to work the phones and the vintage parts bins to track down a replacement. This may take a while given his perfectionism.
It's worth it. At least I keep having to remind myself that it's worth it. I certainly haven't seen anything modern that gives me the feeling I get from this one and the effort to keep it running only strengthens the bond. So, yeah...it's worth it. Right?
Design obsessive who loves watches but loathes the watch industry and the snobbery and flex-culture that feeds it. What’s a boy to do?
Definitely, it is
I remember when you posted a review of this one last week. Such a handsome looking Hamilton. 👌🏼
Sorry to hear about the AWOL pushers. I say the fix is worth it, though. This one’s too rad not to have on the wrist. Hopefully the cost isn’t bad and he’s able source the parts quickly!
Collecting and wearing vintage or just older watches is much less daunting today with the internet and the massive interest in the world population but I escaped the money pit hobby back in the late 80s when just finding a suitable strap for some restored watch was challenging. I feel your pain, recently the clasp on my 5 year old Omega Seamaster 300 failed was repaired quickly by the Swatch service centre but I was surprised how much the event bothered me am reminded that I used to risk that upsetting sensation daily when yet another of my old watches needed to return to a friendly watchmaker who got to know me so well that he was invited to my wedding ceremonies back in the summer of 86.