My 1988 Isuzu Trooper II – The Virtues And Flaws Of Driving A Tall and Narrow Box

As a strict observer of the Tenth Commandment, I’ve never once coveted my neighbor’s ox; however there’ve been times I’ve admired a neighbor’s car or truck and thought I’d like to own one like it.

In the mid-1980s one of my wife’s friends bought an Isuzu Trooper II, and I thought it was a fine looking vehicle indeed. I’m sure you remember the Trooper II, the tall boxy truck designed by a draftsman who’d lost his French curve and had to use a straight-edge ruler instead.

Was there ever a Trooper I? In my quest for this mythical beast I stumbled across a clue in the archives of Car and Driver magazine. In a 1984 preview of the Trooper II, C&D writer Pete Lyons interviewed an Isuzu product-development manager who explained that the Roman numerals “I” and “II” were intended to differentiate Troopers with or without a rear seat. I’ve never seen a Trooper I, and I suspect that Isuzu changed their mind before production Troopers went on sale.

1981 Range Rover

The design of the Trooper II was not 100% original, as it looked very much like the Range Rover Classic that first appeared in 1970. What impressed me most was that the Isuzu was less than half the price of the British SUV, and it didn’t have Lucas electrics.

I did not go immediately to the nearest Isuzu dealer with checkbook in hand, for two reasons: the Trooper’s 96 HP 2.3L engine seemed small, even to me, and an SUV with only two doors wasn’t practical for our family of five. By 1988 Isuzu had addressed both concerns, offering a 120 HP 2.6L 4-cylinder engine and four doors, too.

Actually, one might argue that my dark-red 1988 Trooper had six doors. In addition to its four side doors there were two more at the rear of the vehicle, one that was three-quarters the width of the truck and another door that was quite narrow.

Our new Trooper was intended for my wife, so I ordered the optional air-conditioning. I inherited her air-conditioned Toyota and sold with no regrets my Ford wagon, which had no a/c.

The smaller lever selects part-time four wheel drive

 

What was the Isuzu Trooper driving experience? When it was my turn behind the wheel, I sat high above the road, which meant I could see miles ahead through the almost-flat windshield. This helped me plan when I might need to slow down for a curve in the road, by which I mean any curve, no matter how slight. The Trooper was a half-foot taller than it was wide and it leaned rather more than my passengers might have liked. No doubt the Trooper’s narrow track was appreciated by off-road enthusiasts threading mountain-goat paths in the wilderness, but it did the truck no favors on the skidpad or on the twisting roads we ordinarily traveled.

The 2.6L engine provided 25% more horsepower than its predecessor

 

My elevated position also helped me estimate when I’d have to stop for a traffic light. This was an important calculation because a red light meant I’d have to row through all five gears to get up to cruising speed again. I don’t remember that impatient drivers gesticulated at me with single digits while I accelerated at a leisurely pace, but if they did, I couldn’t see them anyway past the big spare tire hung on the wider of the two rear doors.

A third row of seats belongs here

 

We had three children by the time we bought our Trooper, which meant that every seat was occupied when we went for a family drive. There were times when I wished for a third row of seats in the back of the truck into which I might buckle two of the children when their grandparents came to visit. Fortunately I was a subscriber to one of the greatest of automotive publications, the JC Whitney catalog.

If you are not familiar with the JC Whitney catalog, please take a moment to follow this link. In telling the history of the wonderful wishbook, Tom Halter shares my memory of Winky, the stuffed cat you put in the rear window of your car to blink one of its red eyes whenever you signaled for a turn.

I found in the then-current edition of the catalog a bench seat upholstered in beige vinyl, a color that matched the interior of our Trooper, and two pairs of seat belts. When my order arrived, I marked on the floor of the truck precisely where holes were needed for the stainless-steel bolts I purchased at a hardware store, then I went to work with my Sears Craftsman power drill. Once I’d drilled the necessary holes and positioned the seat and belts, I crawled underneath the Trooper to install washers and nuts, only to find that I’d missed by millimeters drilling into the gas tank. (What is the old saying, “God looks out for fools and drunks”?) Other than that near-miss my modification worked well for its intended purpose.

Ownership of our Trooper was not trouble-free. Each of the truck’s big wheels was fastened to its wheel hub by no fewer than six studs, studs that were not very robust, as more than one was snapped off by enthusiastic mechanics with industrial-strength impact wrenches. I found it was cheaper to rotate my tires myself, with greater care and a torque wrench, too.

The other mechanical problem I remember was something to do with the cylinder head. The Isuzu service manager quoted me a repair price of a thousand dollars. I acknowledged to him that the truck was out of warranty by then, but wasn’t it unusual to have a major engine problem so early? Without further discussion the good man offered to split the cost with me, which I thought was reasonable.

Otherwise the Trooper was a rugged vehicle, as one friend discovered when she forgot to set her parking brake completely while parked on a hill. She returned later to find her truck missing, until she spied it at the bottom of a nearby ravine. Some bushes and small trees had been flattened but there was no damage to the Trooper.

We had our Trooper for eight years, postponing the rite that was inevitable for any young family in the 1980s and 90s: the purchase of a minivan. Until we all succumbed to that tragic fate, there were no fewer than five families like mine wheeling around our small town in Trooper II’s. I have mostly good memories of our boxy truck; however, like my neighbors, I never bought another Isuzu.

 

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