Strolling Amok

Pops goes on tour.

Hit the Road, Jack!

Notice the motley assortment of overnight "RV" types.

Notice the motley assortment of overnight “RV” types.

Well, the Marengo campground became just a memory as I rolled toward Iowa late in the day. I had to wait for an 8-pound shipment of Benchmark recreational atlases to show up at my “home” address, and didn’t get going until 5 PM for a 3-hour drive. I overnighted at The I-80 Truck Stop, “The World’s Largest”, and although the semi traffic noise was nonstop, I did manage to get some sleep.

Because it was 8 PM when I pulled in, I broke my own rule about not eating meals out and had a club sandwich in their restaurant, since I had eaten little during the day and my meal prep time would be awhile. That was good news/bad news. The meal, with tip, set me back $15. Even a grilled cheese sandwich is $8 here! To compensate for that, my sandwich was huge. It looked like a Dagwood sandwich and took some careful holding to avoid exploding. Also, it was superb.

An old Dodge Power Wagon resides in the lobby.

An old Dodge Power Wagon resides in the lobby.

This place is family-owned, and it shows in that there’s an old Dodge Power Wagon in the lobby and a Ford Model T truck in the restaurant. The gigantic truck accessories area contains a semi tractor and a full rig inside that, both duded up with paint schemes and add-on geegaws. Across the way is a huge building called the truck museum, housing REO and other trucks back to 1910. They like trucks here.

The elaborate rock layout is very nicely done, with everything mortared together. Steel stands support the weight of the truck, not the tires.

The elaborate rock layout is very nicely done, with everything mortared together. Steel stands support the weight of the truck, not the tires.

Today I continue westward toward the Bonneville Salt Flats, many days away. It’s many days away mainly because I’m only driving 3-5 hours each day in order to enjoy the trip and reduce wear and tear – on me.

Valuable Crap!

Charity shops don't know what to do with weird stuff like this, so to eBay it goes.

Charity shops don’t know what to do with weird stuff like this, so to eBay it goes.

Now is the agony of selling off obsolete junk that, to the right people, is too valuable for me to donate or discard. From the start, I have a month to do it. So, it’s eBay time. The stuff falls into two categories: 1/10th-scale radio controlled race cars and film cameras.

RC cars, as they are called, were once popular as a hobby. The cost of the equipment and race day fees got out of hand however, and it turned into a fad lasting two decades. It’s the typical story of having to become a wealthy equipment geek to win, and many couldn’t simply enjoy the drive. People still race RC cars today both on and off-road, but despite equipment prices having dropped, the numbers are way down and it’s a tiny niche compared to what it was at its peak. I’d guess that three quarters of the race tracks have folded, too. It was a lot of fun for me to go racing, but many of the remaining off-road tracks have morphed into overdeveloped venues with gonzo jumps that older equipment was never designed for. It was about racing then, and now it’s about seeing how high your vehicle can jump without breaking. The cars have also gotten bigger, evolving into caricatures of vehicles that once were close to scale. Since all my stuff is obsolete and mostly uncompetitive now, I figured they were a discard. Not so. For some reason, vintage RC cars are going for Read more…

Now That’s Cool

This is what the fridge looks like from the opening on the trailer exterior. You gots propane, alcohol, and electricity in one compartment. This is one reason why RVs have escape hatch windows.

This is what the fridge looks like from the opening on the trailer exterior. You gots propane, alcohol, and electricity in one compartment. This is one reason why RVs have escape hatch windows.

After a week of running great with the new Dinosaur Electronics power module (circuit board), the Enterprise’s Dometic refrigerator suddenly pooped out while running on propane and could not fire back up. One of the two 30# propane tanks was empty, according to the indicator on the propane pressure regulator located by the tanks. Oddly, it also indicated the the remaining full tank was empty, too. From what I could find on the Internet, this indicated a failing regulator. It looked pretty oxidized on the outside, and who knew how old it was? Lifespan is supposed to be 15 years max, I think. The Enterprise is 19.

A local RV dealer, General RV, just happened to be running a mini-RV show in the campground over the weekend, and I walked over to ask about their shop’s Saturday hours. They’d stuck a couple of mechanics with babysitting the five travel trailers they’d brought, and when I described my problem, one of them suggested first testing the twin hose connectors for a stuck valve, offering to do it for me. Okay! He jumped out of his chair, obviously Read more…

Holiday Snaps!

An approaching sunset in Shelby, Michigan. Quite a scene change from the sunsets in the Great Southwest!

An approaching sunset in Shelby, Michigan. Quite a scene change from the sunsets in the Great Southwest!

I took five days off to attend a family reunion in Shelby, Michigan, which is quite a ways up the eastern shore of Lake Michigan. Days off, you ask? Aren’t I already on one big vacation? Not when I’m troubleshooting the refrigerator again, and thrashing with the items in storage. That’s work!

Each wave leaves a sand trail at its edge.

Each wave leaves a sand trail at its edge.

The Point Au Sable lighthouse, now unused, is open for tours.

The Little Point Au Sable lighthouse, now unused, is open for tours.

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Getting a Handle on Rest

Exit from the bunkbed is made much easier with high handles.

Exit from the bunkbed is made much easier with high handles mounted on the underside of the upper bunk.

This barely qualifies as a “mod” that should be written about, but here it is anyway. Scooching out of the lower bunkbed can be a clumsy affair, especially if one’s back is acting up. A stop at the hardware store for utility handles solved the problem. I cheated, because I also have an electronic studfinder. That made locating the exact boundaries of the few skinny overhead beams easy. Mark the desired locations, break out the DeWalt power drill, and three minutes later, and BAM! – there’s a world of difference in the ease of rising in the morning. I don’t think I’d dare do pull-ups with these handles because of the short screws, but they more than do the job in actual use.

The Case of the Failing Fridge

The nerve center of the 1994 Dometic Model 2611 refrigerator freezer.

The nerve center of the 1994 Dometic Model 2611 refrigerator freezer.

I could put it off no longer. I hate doing repairs where the odds of screwing up guarantees additional cost. The Enterprise’s fridge was sporadically shutting down when fueled with propane, and the only signal was a “check” LED light on the control panel. Fail to notice in a timely manner, and your food supply is at risk.

Word on the Web was that the problem was common to Dometic units, with the most common mantra being that any failure of a ground wire or any connections to the board could trigger a shutdown. The purported solution was a replacement board made by Dinosaur Electronics, which was specifically geared toward a double ground connection. I ordered and promptly received one a month ago, but hesitated to get into the actual repair work. But, the time came when I had to step up to the plate, because I’d need to let it run for quite awhile to made sure that this was in fact the fix.

After struggling off and on for an hour to solve the mystery of just how to remove the OEM protective circuit board cover, I finally succeeded. Dinosaur Electronics was careful to provide a schematic of old and new connections along with its installation instructions, but it quickly because apparent that my Dometic board did not fully match the schematic, and was different enough to invite disaster. What to do? It was now about 4 PM.

I went to Dinosaur’s website and clicked on their customer service form to send an e-mail. That merely sent me to a page declaring an internal server error, which means that e-mail was out. What the heck. I dialed the tech help phone number and it was immediately picked up by a gentleman who turned out to be the founder and owner of the company! As he explained, only he would be crazy enough to still be in the office so late on a Saturday. Saturday! I’d lost track of days and had thought maybe it was Friday. This was momentous! But there he was.

I explained my dilemma, assuming that the board I had was some no-name replacement patched in along the way. Not so, he explained. What I actually had was a fairly rare OEM board, now vintage, made before Dometic issued an engineering change that led to the “bad ground” boards that followed. It seems that my board had proven so problematic that Dometic, without publicly acknowledging anything, simply changed the design to one that they felt would work more reliably. It only partially shared connections with the later boards. There were so few of my type of boards left that Dinosaur had not bothered to issue a schematic that included it, but I think I convinced him to get one of his boys to make one up, because he did say that they still got plenty of calls from customers confused about how their old board didn’t match the schematic supplied. They sell a ton of boards, so even a few percent means a lot of calls that could be prevented by one more page of instructions.

This guy basically told me more about my board and the industry than I ever wanted to know, but in the end I had specific point-to-point wiring instructions to replace old with new. There was no excess of wire lengths inside the outside-access compartment, but there was just enough to allow transfer of the connectors one by one. At my hesitant pace, it probably took less than five minutes. I hooked power back up, and nothing smoked or threw sparks. I fired up the fridge, and it seemed to operate okay. Now, several days later, it’s been running like a…well, like a refrigerator. I keep a special thermometer hanging inside the lower compartment, and temps are just as they were before, which is good. I’ll need a couple of weeks of running to feel completely good about the Dinosaur board, but it sure looks good so far! I of course hated the $100 replacement cost, but the greater reliability will have easily paid for itself within a couple of years (in ending prematurely spoiled food). Bon Appetit!

Oh, That’s Just Wrong!

This is what you can find in commercial campgrounds in July.

This is what you can find in commercial campgrounds in July.

I guess I’m officially an old curmudgeon now. Out for my morning walk, I passed a park sign that announced a “Christmas in July” celebration today, complete with an alleged turkey dinner (bring your own sides). That’s the thing with campgrounds that bill themselves as resorts. They have to offer amenities and manufacture social events to justify the cost of staying there. Some folks just love this kind of stuff as a way to have fun, meet new friends and socialize. For me, it’s offputting to even think about trying to enjoy being in a roomful of complete strangers and sitting down to eat at a bench and table. I prefer meeting people one-on-one, like the couple who were in back of my site that were full-timers. Very nice folks. They recently left for a month to head for Wisconsin to see the kids and grandkids, and will return after that. Anyway. walking on, I saw the above holiday tragedy of Read more…

A New Record!

Stax-O-Wax no more.

Stax-O-Wax no more.

The transfer of records to digital is done: there were more than 290 LP albums, many of them double platters. Then there were 125 45 RPM records, and over 300 78 RPM records. Thats more than 715 albums, folks. If I’d known that before I’d started, I might have chickened out. It took awhile. But it’s over, and I’ve moved on to less glamorous and less tedious tasks. I’m still transferring my movie DVDs to hard drives when I get a chance. That’s a story in itself, in that it’ll fill most of two 3TB drives! There are somewhat more compact ways of going digital with movies, but I’m insisting on creating them in a format (.iso) which will allow direct transfer back to DVD, if needed at some point. Things happen to DVDs, and few of them are happy things.

 

Hittin’ the Skids

View from the rear: one bolt removed, and the other stripped and locked in place.

View from the rear: one bolt removed, and the other stripped and locked in place.

The skids on the rear of the trailer have been a problem. In use, they have shifted up on the “V” of the angle iron they’re mounted to, allowing the tip of the iron strap to contact the ground directly. That’s tough on the strap, and will soon result in an unusable skid. The cause is that the wheel assemblies were mounted on the rearmost angle of the strap, causing them to shift back and up, out of the way. Given a spindly 3/8″ bolt with a locknut, the bolts bent easily from the side load applied to them.

One bolt was removable, while the other rusted in place and snapped off when torque was applied.

One bolt was removable, while the other rusted in place and snapped off when torque was applied.

A fix was needed. Either that, or use the grinder to take the entire contraption off completely and let the bumper take a beating. As far as a fix was concerned, it was made more difficult in that the pair of bolts on each bracket were badly bent from the sideways force applied to them. Bolts aren’t made for that. With the help of a high-speed grinder, Kroil penetrating oil and Vise-Grips, the bolts were removed. I decided that maybe less bolt-bending would occur if I Read more…

Fun With Awnings

The awning has two of these telescoping arms. Yanking out the handle disengages a pin from a hole, and the arm can be retracted. Easy, yes?

The awning has two of these telescoping arms. Yanking out the handle disengages a pin from a hole, and the arm can be retracted. Easy, yes? The square post coming toward you is just a brace.

Early one recent morning, I awoke to find a large thunderstorm approaching, and I could tell that it would be a windy one. The forecasts here rarely mention potential wind speeds, so I clambered out to retract the awning. Unlike the solar panels, it does react to winds much over 10 MPH. The retraction process is quick and easy: just pull a locking handle on each arm that holds the awning out, and allow each arm to telescope to its shortest length. Then unlock the roller and allow it to move up toward the trailer, gathering the fabric as it goes. It’s a lot like a big window shade. Trouble was, one of the two locking handles failed just then, and that arm stayed extended. The pin that it controlled couldn’t be persuaded to retract with tools, and the handle was riveted on, so it could not be removed. The rain began, and I found that the awning does not slope enough to drain all water, so between the wind and the trapped water, this posed a problem. One of the poles holding up a solar panel was Read more…

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