My 2004 Honda Element, Part 2 – I Liked It So Much I Bought It Twice, And It Is Still With Me

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A few years after my marriage ended, I received an unexpected message about a Takata airbag recall for a vehicle I no longer owned: a 2004 Honda Element that had gone with my ex-wife. I passed the information along and learned that she had already traded it in on a newer Honda. That should have been the end of the story. Instead, curiosity got the better of me, and I would end up finding old Ellie’s whereabouts, and as senseless as it sounded, buying it again.

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As mentioned, I received an email (remember mail!?) notifying my 2004 Element had never had the Tanaka airbag recall completed. I sent her an email to let her know that she could have it repaired for free under the recall, and she responded that she had traded it in the previous year on a Honda Fit. I filed this away in the back of my head for a day or two, and then the Internet came calling. I searched the VIN online… and found the Element for sale on a Buy-Here Pay-Here lot in Moline, Illinois.

They wanted an absurd amount of money for it, considering it was at that time a two decade old, front-wheel drive manual transmission SUV. They had it listed as an automatic, but looking at a few of the details in the photos made me almost certain it was Ellie. I sent them an email and asked if it was in fact a manual transmission, which they confirmed as a listing error. After some back and forth, I made a reasonable cash offer. Their response was “come into the lot and drive it and we’ll talk”, and I kindly let them know that I wasn’t in the Quad-State area, and that I’d fly out to buy the Element for the price I offered. They declined, and I thought that was that.

A few days later, I received another email, this time accepting my offer. They must have thought about it further and realized my offer would help shift an otherwise less-desirable vehicle, at least in the eyes of the typical BHPH customer. The owner of the dealership then chimed in, offering to pick me up at the airport and bring me to the lot. A few days later, cash in my pocket, I boarded a plane and headed to the Midwest. As good as his word, the owner picked me up. On the ride, we chatted about the Element and I finally said to him, “You’re aware that this is MY Element, right?” and explained what was happening. He laughed to himself and said “We did wonder why someone was flying in from Rhode Island”.

Once we pulled into the lot, I spied the Element sitting there and felt a sense of joy. A quick survey around the outside and I spotted the dent on the hood as well as the mark on the hatch. Inside I noticed a small pull-out storage container near the driver’s left knee that was still stuffed with pennies. Above that, hanging from the hinge of the sun visor was a faded red poppy. The poppy was from one of our trips to Ottawa. I was shocked that the pennies and poppies were still attached to the Element all these years later – they had stripped all of the bumper stickers and anything else from the car, but these remained.

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I’m going to pause here for a moment and discuss why I bought the Element back. Like the cliched country song lamenting the loss of a cowboy’s wife, dog and truck, I missed the Element more than I missed the dog and my ex. I’ve often been accused of living in the past and not being in the present, and on more than one occasion, that was true. For the Element, though, I missed the damn car more than anything else. I had a lot of fun in it, it was a blast to drive and was useful. I’d casually looked at buying another once or twice, so if I could buy one that I knew very well instead of another one, why not? The poppy and the pennies only confirmed my choice to buy this special automobile again.

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After signing the paperwork, I stopped at John Deere World HQ for a quick tour. I made my way through all states in the Quad Cities – I wanted to see just how many states I could make it through in one 24 hour period. At the end of the journey, I believe it was thirteen (with the last being Massachusetts – bone tired as I was, I passed the exit to my apartment and crossed over in Seekonk, MA and turned around). I had packed a sleeping bag with me so I could get some rest in the fold-down seats (although the divot where the front passengers rear-ends go makes for a rather lumpy bed without a mattress). After a few hours’ sleep somewhere between Moline and Providence, I was back on the road and homeward bound. It was good to be back in the driver’s seat of the Element.

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I didn’t really have a need for the Element as by this time I had the V70 and Elektra (the blue Focus), but it was nice to have. A couple of my friends needed wheels periodically, so I loaned the Element out to them on an as-needed basis.

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When Elektra was taken out of action, I was back to having two cars. I made a few modifications to the Element, including adding factor roof bars, the ceiling storage/map lights console from a higher trim level, and a sleeping platform for the rear. The Element made its way back to the Easternmost part of Maine and over into New Brunswick for another camping trip, but beyond that, I didn’t do much with it. A few minor things that cropped up, like the surging idle that happens to many K24 engines, but nothing major.

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Somewhere just before the start of COVID, I took the Element to my parents’ house with the intention of giving it to my father to drive. He had previously remarked that it was easy to get in and out of, easier than their Buick Lucerne. For whatever reason he didn’t take me up on my offer. The Element sat or probably three, maybe four years. He started it up every so often and moved it around the property, but he never licensed or insured it.

Fast forward a few years and I decided that it was time to get the Element back on the road. My fleet had changed somewhat during this time, and I felt that I could use the Honda again. My father and I did minimal work to it (the battery that was in it prior to parking was still serviceable!). I located a set of Geolander tires on black steelies to replace the mismatched and dry-rotted tires that were on it. I’ve always had a fondness for black steelies (dating back to my Buick Century), but they wouldn’t be a permanent change.

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Retrieval went fairly smoothly, after we fixed the surging idle issue again, this time properly. M and I made it almost all the way back to RI before the next issue cropped up. On the Mass Pike it suddenly wouldn’t rev above 3500 RPM, which worked out to be about 55-60 miles per hour in fifth. I limped it back home in frustration, but the fix was relatively easy, the filter screen on the solenoid actuator for the VTEC had clogged.

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By this time, COVID had mostly passed and I was starting to work on my connection with my son, who by now was seven. I hadn’t been able to see him during COVID and that put a strain on our relationship. A formal custody agreement was hammered out with the courts and I started to have regular visits with him. We gradually eased into this, with me having afternoons with him every other weekend. The Element was perfect for this – a big tub of LEGO and a city park were all we needed to hang out for a couple of hours. Seats back, tailgate down and we had a mobile playroom. We both had a great deal of fun that summer and fall.

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The Element was in regular rotation for a while, but nearly the 225,000 mile mark meant long deferred repairs were needed. I slowly amassed all the parts for a front suspension rebuild, along with CV axles. During the summer of 2024, over a week I spent at home (along with my son), my dad and I tore the front end off. We made good progress until I happened to spot significant wear on the inside of the rear tires. The rear suspension was in even worse shape than the front. As I later found out, high mileage Elements tend to sag and Ellie was no different. This was going to be a bigger project than we had time for, so the Element was left on the lift and I borrowed my Dad’s red Ford Ranger for a while.

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A while turned out to be over half a year as my father slowly finished the front end. I ordered adjustable upper arms for the rear end and my dad decided to just take it to a local shop to have them finish the rear end. They originally declined to use our parts, especially the aftermarket adjustable links, but eventually relented. I found a set of used tires on steelies from Craigslist and put them on until I could get everything lined up – no sense in buying new tires that are just going to get worn out. Ellie was back on the road for the third time. Eventually I bought new Toyo Geolanders and had them mounted on the original silver wheels, which I’ve always thought look very sharp.

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This brought us to 2025, and the Element was seeing duty as commuter for me, hauling canoes for M and the run to New Haven for my son. The Element and I ventured down to the big spring Import and Exotic Car show at Carlisle for a weekend of fun with friends, and another couple of nights camping in the back. The Element somehow managed to gain a Volvo badge zip-tied over the H on the grill…

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Another long deferred bit of work that I realized had never been completed was valve adjustment, specifically the VTEC. According to Honda, they are supposed to be adjusted every 100,000 miles…and we were nearly a quarter million by this time. A local shop recommended that I get it over to a Honda dealership for this repair, and I took it back to Herb Chambers Honda (where it was purchased in 2007). They did the work for a reasonable price and all seemed well.

A week alter I was on my way back from New Haven on I-95 and I started noticing a boggy sound under hard acceleration. This eventually became more frequent, and eventually I was left with the same issue I had been two years prior – I could only accelerate gradually and only to about 60 MPH. I thought my repair job on the VTEC solenoid had failed, so I wasn’t too annoyed. The slow trudge back to RI revealed that it might not have been that issue, as there was a gnashing sound that started to happen under certain acceleration conditions as well. This made me think that the valve adjustment hadn’t been done properly. By this time, I had many other things on my plate, so I brought it back home and parked it in the side yard until I had the time and patience to deal with it.

In early 2026, I took it back over to that same dealership and advised them that they needed to take a look at it again because something was obviously wrong. They initially balked because it had been six months since the repair and I had taken a guess on the odometer reading when I dropped it off originally. I was saved by my inspection report that indicated I had actually only travelled about 550 miles since the repair, so they grudgingly took it in. A few hours later they called me back, and the news wasn’t good. Apparently the lack of valve adjustment had caused a burnt exhaust valve. A check on the Element forums confirmed that this was indeed a possibility. They gave me an astronomical estimate of over $9,000 for a “new” engine, which was never going to happen, at least not from the dealership. The Element was parked again until I could sort out what exactly I was going to do with it.

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A blizzard (or two) later during the Spring thaw, I decided that I was going to get it off the side yard lawn and take it over to my shop. A short drive with gradual acceleration indicated that the problem it was having before wouldn’t occur, so I chanced driving it the 70 mile round trip to work and back. As luck would have it, I didn’t have an issue. I didn’t risk any hard acceleration and it seemed to be happy doodling along, even at speeds approaching 75. The clutch was starting to feel a little funky though, but I kept driving.

This brings us up to two weeks ago – the clutch master cylinder has finally given up the ghost. A new one is sitting in a paper bag in my shop, the repair video is cued up on YouTube and all I’m waiting for is a few hours (or as the old adage goes, a few days to complete a few hour job that you wrap up in a month). Ellie will go back into regular service after that…with many more adventures left in her.

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For the readers who have been paying attention, you’ll note that my daily driver has had the same plate since I moved to RI. This brings us up to date (May 2026) on my daily drivers, however there are quite a few left in my Cars Of A Lifetime that have interesting (and maybe even more interesting) stories than my daily drivers. Thanks for reading and stay tuned!