Plenty of fond Transit adventure memories. Also some not so fond memories of delivering fruit and veg around London for a month, or Two. I didn't last long!
I moved all my stuff to Spain in a Transit bought on ebay for just 380 Pounds. Rough, but nothing seriously wrong with it. MOT - just had to sort out insurance. SWB 2.5 diesel. Indestructible engine and gear box. Three trips back and forth from East London to the mountains of Sierra de Baza in Andalucia.
No rush, or real deadlines to meet, so I took my time driving slowly and trying to avoid toll roads. Just heading roughly in the right direction for Madrid following the sun and the stars. The most beautiful Christmas eve I have ever experienced came as I was crossing the Pyrenees from France onto the high plains of Northern Spain. Heading up the pass as the snow was getting deeper I suddenly lost confidence and thought about turning around, but the route back down didn't look much safer by then. I continued the climb "surely it can't be much higher?". Oh yes it was. Seriously deep snow on unknown roads with no markings, or signs visible. Very grateful for the front wheel drive. We made it.
Dropping down towards the plains in bright moonlight the entire landscape was sparkling with frost and light snow. Incredibly beautiful. At some point near Logroño the snow turned to rain. Heavy rain. The rivers were gushing with thaw from the mountains. Reached a small village at the bottom of a valley with a very old Roman bridge crossing the Ebro. It was about 2AM, so I decided drive across the bridge, park up and get the sleeping bags out. The bridge was flooded. The thought of any danger hadn't occured to me. The water was getting deeper. Just put my foot down in a low gear and hung on to the steering wheel when suddenly, without any warning myself and the van started going sideways in the full torrent of a very flooded river Ebro. Absolutely no control over what was happening whatsoever. Eventually, to a huge sigh of relief the front wheels bit the tarmac and got us to the other side.
Lessons learned, the next Two trips past with little incident other than being pulled up on a French motorway by French customs who used my own tool kit to strip the entire dashboard and every interior panel. After finding nothing they just left me on the side of the motorway to rebuild the entire van (sort of).
Ran the van in Spain for a couple of months, but it didn't enjoy the high altitude mountain passes. Oil blowing into the cabin. Decided to get rid of it for scrap whilst the engine and gearbox were still good. Received almost double what I paid for it on ebay.
Fabulous little vans. Wouldn't hesitate to buy another.