Strolling Amok

Pops goes on tour.

Win Some, Lose Sum

Originally posted 10/29/2012

Well, after much wrangling over the phone because of a towing service that felt it could not enter BLM land without a permit, Coach-Net came through with a tow truck. The BLM prohibits commercial repairs onsite, but a vehicle can be towed out. The towing guy had no wheel dolly and was going to chain the axle up toward the frame. Nothing to chain it to, unfortunately. We wound up putting the larger parts of the destroyed bearing back in, put the wheel back on, and he towed it – slowly – to a repair place 3 miles away.

They started work immediately and they had the bearings and new brake parts on hand. The hub/drum will show up tomorrow. They said I’m welcome to stay in it overnight, but I’ll be locked into the yard. Considering that the local Super 8 costs $80/night, getting locked in is fine with me. I’ll be practicing growling and barking at passersby later this afternoon.

When I mentioned that I’d just had the bearings checked, the repair guy said, “That happens all the time.” I’d stopped feeling tire and wheel temps halfway through the trip, so I learned something.

BatteryMinder is now officially stumped as to why its product does not work in my system, and has offered a RMA# to me. The challenge will be finding something resembling a receipt! I’ll be ordering a brand-name, considerably bulkier unit to try, and if that works, two more to follow. The local post office says they accept UPS shipments all the time. I’ll be needing to order today so I can get it in a timely way. I’m hoping that this shop will give me access to an outlet for my battery charger.

Gotta go!

Forced Laziness

Houston, we have a problem. The hub won't slide off.

Houston, we have a problem. The hub won’t slide off.

Originally posted 10/28/2012

Today, Sunday, is the kind of day that’s good for relaxing in the shade. That’s because everything around here is closed on Sunday, and nothing worked out for either the solar controllers or the blown wheel bearing.

The solar controller issue was short and sweet. BatteryMinder’s tech guy suggested a tweak to potentiometer R13. The pot is now maxed out and unless there’s a miracle tomorrow morning at sunup, I’ll be adding yet more minutes to my calling plan tally.

I was able to remove the trailer wheel and some bearing bits. The stub axle nut was frozen in place, and only some careful bashing with a hammer and screwdriver rotated it off. Lots of it had been worn from a hex nut to a round one, and I think the ground metal powder was what gummed things up. The bearing outer ring fell out, so worn thin that there is no part number left on it. Many of the little rollers, worn and deformed, tumbled Read more…

A Realization Dawns

IMGP3534wtrmkd

Originally posted 10/27/2012

It finally came to me – camping is campfires, and tents in mud, and wet sleeping bags, and cold snaps, and cook stoves that won’t light, and violent storms. It’s usually a reduction in personal hygiene and patience. Often, the later stories of camping are more fun than the actual camping was. Not always, but when the weather or the spouse or the kids just didn’t cooperate. When it works, it’s glorious, building something in the soul. When it doesn’t work, it’s fodder for entertainment or pity. Camping is elemental living, specifically living away from home with its accouterments and comforts.

People in recreational vehicles such as motor homes and travel trailers like the mighty Enterprise aren’t “camping”. I may be in a dispersed camping area in the Arizona desert, but this is hardly elemental living. We’re living in transportable homes, however temporary or permanent. A weekend, half a year, or decades – it makes little difference. This isn’t roughing it. When everything is working, we have Read more…

Made It!

IMGP3809wtrmkd

Originally Posted 10/27/2012

As always, this day’s episode is a mixture of uh-oh and wow. The wow is that I went to the restaurant I overnighted at and had a breakfast of diced hame in scrambled eggs, hash browns, a biscuit and gravy, and coffee. Very well prepared, and very nice people, too. Drove the 25 remaining miles to the Bureau of Land Management’s (BLM) Quartzsite La Posa West LTVA desert dispersed camping site, paid my $180 to park here until April 15, dumped the waste tanks, filled the fresh water tank, and settled into a decent spot. They say it gets obnoxiously crowded by mid-January, but that’s then and this is now. My nearest neighbor is at least a football field away. I picked a location that would let me easily bike to town just north of here on the other side of I-10, so I won’t have to crank up the truck for every little thing I might need. As I type this, the cabin temperature is 75 degrees, and there isn’t a cloud in the sky.

The other great news is that while there isn’t a cellular data signal to be had for love or money 10 miles east of here, this area itself has a strong 3G signal. That means I can do my thing on this blog at will (a very big point for me), email, the whole enchilada.

Working on the solar controllers will be the first thing I work on. I’ll need electrical power. Second thing I’ll need to do is well, remember the RV place in Huntley that lubed the bearings and said everything looked kosher? When I pulled in, I noticed a quiet squeaking
that I couldn’t identify. When I found my place and parked to chock the wheels, I noticed that one wheel looked askew and the plastic hub cover was gone. The outer wheel bearing had collapsed and lost its rollers. How long ago? I can’t say. A remnant of the hub cover had melted from the heat. The fact that I made it here without something catching fire or falling off is a blessing. You can call it lucky, if you prefer.

I’ll need considerably more blessing to get the hub off the axle stub with all the remaining bearing bits, particularly the inner race on the stub itself. Fortunately for me, if I succeed, there’s a truck and trailer repair place 20 miles away in Blythe, CA that can get the bearing set for me if they don’t already stock it. All they need to be able to do is read the number on the bearing. I’m not real enthusiastic about the idea of pulling the trailer itself there, even though that would be the easiest and fastest solution. That’s when YouTube-worthy events happen. We’ll see how the disassembly goes. Good thing I have the primary tools I’ll need, a jackstand, plus a still-in-the-box scissors jack.

Also I just noticed that one corner of the thick masonite sheet serving as the decorative facing on the main refrigerator door has pulled away and refuses to stay back in its proper position. What’s up with that? Darned if I know. Everything else is lined up and looks fine. No, it’s not all the beer bottles in the door shelves.

See what fun camping in a travel trailer can be? Always something to do, and always something to learn! The view out the dining window is pretty relaxing, though.

The view out the dining window is pretty relaxing.

The view out the dining window is pretty relaxing.

The Enterprise, with power module detached for Shuttle Mode. Hard to believe that someone felt that painting a large "Q" on the mountain in the background was a good idea.

The Enterprise, with power module detached for Shuttle Mode. Hard to believe that someone felt that painting a large “Q” on the mountain in the background was a good idea.

The naughty bearing. Notice that the decorative plastic hub  cover is gone because it melted and separated - there's nothing nearby to break it off.

The naughty bearing. Notice that the decorative plastic hub cover is gone because it melted and separated – there’s nothing nearby to break it off.

Both wheels are up on boards to level the trailer. I did leave the bad wheel lower to hopefully ease jacking and disassembly later.

Both wheels are up on boards to level the trailer. I did leave the bad wheel lower to hopefully ease jacking and disassembly later.

And the refrigerator's decorative panel vibrated out of position. If this helps insolation and so puts the beer in jeopardy, THIS repair will become priority one...

And the refrigerator’s decorative panel vibrated out of position. If this helps insolation and so puts the beer in jeopardy, THIS repair will become priority one…

 

 

 

 

Almost There

Originally posted 10/27/2012

Friday night, October 26: It was a good thing I decided to go for broke and get to a lower altitude. Without a data cell connection and with the only working radio in the truck, I had no clue that the “cold” snap at a low of 34 would become a forecasted 21 degrees the following night! The only thing I did know when I woke up that morning was that a cabin temp in the mid-forties was a bit brisk for my taste, and solar power or no, it was probably time to vamoose.

In contrast, the forecast for the Phoenix area is a low of 60 and a high of 90.

It was a long day of hopping about. I headed for a smallish town northwest of where I’d been, in order to get back onto I-40. There I found a hardware store to replace a blown fuse on the CPAP DC power cord, plus some screws and special washers for bolting the big iMac to the desktop. The hope is that I can move the trailer without having to swap the thing back and forth between its current transport and/or daytime location (my bed) and the official sleepytime location (the couch). The retaining system has to be good, however. It’s quite heavy, and all of its weight is in its glass screen.

I was in luck. I needed one of the two 30-pound propane tanks refilled (so the indicator claimed) and a refill source just happened to be across the street at a gas station. A nice lady came out and Read more…

Time to Move

Originally posted 10/26/2012

My multi-day tour of the Petrified National Forest is done, and I’ll be posting an article with pictures when I can deal with the logistics of being able to upload it without having to make trips to the nearest town and McDonalds for WiFi. That’s where this is being sent from.

The solar controllers are still going into float mode after just a few minutes of sunrise exposure, which means that the batteries are unable to get a charge. This time, another call to BatteryMinder Tech support produced instructions on how to recalibrate the unit to raise the trip voltage – the voltage that the battery must hit before the unit kicks into float mode. Definitely sounds like what I need. That involves taking each unit apart and turning a potentiometer with a small screwdriver. In my case, without a variable output DC power supply, I will have to make an adjustment and then keep an eye on behavior over the course of time. Could take many days to get right.

Unfortunately, a cool air front moved in last night and it got down to 34 degrees. That caught me a bit off-guard because Read more…

Disaster Strikes… Maybe!

Originally posted 10/24/2012

Tuesday, Oct 23rd: Well, today was what I’d refer to as “non-optimal”. Since my past employers preached that there are no problems, but merely opportunities, perhaps I should have titled this post “Opportunity Strikes!”

Opportunity one was noticing that the bed floor of the Ol’ Furd was bathed in diesel fuel – not from the tank, but from one of the emergency 5 gallon jugs that’s filled with 4.5 gallons of the stuff. It seems that the cap isn’t really a cap – it’s a holder for the spout, which is supposed to be mounted jutting out rather than tucked inverted inside the cap. How do I now know this? The center of the cap was leaking fuel every time the truck swayed, which is a lot. The center needed to be punched out and the spout run through it to point upward. That isn’t obvious because that center piece blends smoothly on the outside and is carefully engraved with a note to squeeze a safety ratchet out of the way to unscrew it. Lesson learned. Don’t trust engineers. Good thing diesel fuel has a higher ignition point and doesn’t vaporize like gasoline. Also a good thing that everything not impervious to diesel fuel is inside a storage bin that is.

Opportunity two was hanging two solar panels to charge Read more…

Mesas and Buttes and Badlands, Oh My!

Originally published 10/24/2012

This post has been delayed by the lack of a cellular signal where I’m parked at the end of the day Monday, October 22. The cellphone is still able to cut it, but the Verizon hotspot thingie can’t see a thing. Not all that surprising, as its internal antenna is probably comparatively gimpy, or perhaps a data connection requires more horsepower. Will another camper in Quartzsite will have an affordable tip of two to get around that? Fashion an aluminum foil dish? Hold up a saucepan in back of it?

After a rocky start with my fixation on fuel mileage (7.8 MPG at the beginning of the day), I was fearing a repeat day of yesterday. Plus, I seemed to be perpetually going uphill and never down. After awhile, I cranked the cruise control down from 60 to a humiliating 55. The speed limit is 75. Turns out the uphill thing was true – I eventually had to swallow to let my ears pop. East of Amarillo, NM I began what seemed an endless descent. Signs warned of a 4% downgrade, and I perceived that figure to be pretty harmless. How steep could a lousy 4% be? It’s such a small number! Pretty steep, it turns out. It was a toboggan run. No worries – the Ol’ Furd shut the throttle off and then clamped down when it got about 3 MPH over the set speed. After that, I felt like I was ascending again now and then, but one glance at the boost gauge told a different story. It was still downhill, just much less so. Weird.

Eventually, the mileage averaged out to 10.4 at the end of the day, not bad considering a headwind that varied from 10-25 MPH. I passed my two designated wimp-out stops and Read more…

Tedium Strikes!

Originally published 10/24/2012

Oh, one more opportunity struck when I went to bed last night. The fuse inside the connector that runs the CPAP directly off of 12 volts blew. Requires a Phillips screwdriver to get access, and those are buried in a toolbox in the truck bed. The fuse? Amp rating unknown, and the manual is kept inside a buried bin. Spare fuses – if I have one this size – are in a storage box in an external-door storage bay. I hooked up my old spare inverter and ran it on AC power. Electrically speaking, this was just not my day.

About 2 AM, I awoke to the sound of some kind of fur-bearing varmint, probably a rabbit, playing with the rear wire cabling that runs from a solar panel to an exterior socket. That’s not good. Varmints tend to like to chew through wire insulation, and that’s never helpful. I put some clothes on and went outside. I’d already gotten the front wiring harness off the ground, but the back harness was not reposition-able until I could re-hang the panel feeding it onto a different set of mounts. Not something that can be done in total darkness – it’s difficult enough in daylight. So, back to bed – until a half-hour later when the rear wires again tapped against the camper. I made some noise, got dressed for the day, went out again for fun, warmed up a little coffee, and took some battery readings.

The house batteries, despite having no load on them that I’m aware of, had dropped from 12.45V to 12.24V. Sounds tiny, but it’s pretty notable. That means that the battery’s state of charge went from 75% to 50%. It means either that there’s some significant parasitic power draw from some device that I’m not aware of, or that one of the two house batteries is failing and is dragging down the healthy one’s voltage from trying to keep it charged. One is new, and the old one had just passed a load test at the RV place. Could have been its last hurrah, because the violence of a load test can finish off a marginal battery. No way to know without methodically pulling out one, putting it on a conventional battery charger until done, letting it sit unprovoked overnight, and then measuring its voltage. Then do the same to the other battery. If one is below spec, replace it. If they both test healthy, then something naughty is pulling power. This kind of check out does take time though, and is best done with a conventional 120V charger on shore power. I’d have to pack up and cross the street to the other gift shop to do that. We’ll see how today goes first.

Fascinating as this was, I fell asleep on the couch. By 6:30 AM, the sun was thinking about coming up, and both controllers were on active charge already. Steady green light = power charge. This is very good news. The panels weren’t producing much more voltage than the batteries had, mind you, but it was enough to kick each controller into gear. The next question is: will the controllers stay on active charge as the panels put out much more juice later? Oh, the suspense!

The answer hours later: yes and no. The single CPAP battery charged normally, more or less, and its charger went into maintenance mode only after a decent battery voltage was reached. The dual house batteries kicked into maintenance way prematurely, and their voltage quickly fell back into problem territory. A call to a different BatteryMinder tech indicated that doing the individual long term battery tests was advised, and that I should disconnect the old battery to see if solar function comes back to normal on the new one, just like the CPAP did. Meanwhile, conventionally charge and test the old battery. If those results don’t shine, it might take a couple of weeks to desulphate before coming back on board, if ever. Time-wise and expense-wise, that doesn’t fit what I can do very well, so I’m going to assume that the new battery is good, conventionally charge it, and try the solar controller with it solo tomorrow morning. Meanwhile, I’ll replace the suspect battery with whatever similar deep cycle battery I can find around here.

With one system up and running, that bodes well for getting number two rolling. I’ve got a fighting chance.

Reminder: there’s no cell data signal at all even in Winslow – this is sent courtesy of a McDonalds restaurant. Don’t expect another post for many days, okay?

Spitting Against the Wind

Originally posted 10/21/2012

As you read last, I was looking forward to an interesting day today, and I got one. It happens not to resemble what I had in mind, but it has been interesting.

The Blue Swallow Motel in Tucumcari, New Mexico.

The Blue Swallow Motel in Tucumcari, New Mexico.

Tucumcari, NM does have old 66 running right through it – four lane’s worth. Not much traffic at all, either. It’s referred to as Historic Route 66 down here, and despite Tucumcari’s need to have an actual functional business district, there were a few restored motels along it. They were outnumbered by the quasi-restored ones, though. One had painted murals of James Dean with the Porsche that killed him, as well as some other Hollywood movie stars. Interesting, but not true retro. I noticed that the pavement on many side streets was completely free of potholes and patching. However, it was smoothly disintegrating from sun exposure. The tar evaporated while the gravel remained.

I toddled on through the length of the strip in town, stopping to take a few photos, then drove west on 66 along a simplified map of the county. 66 is not marked or identified on any road signs while you are actually on it, so forks in the road are problematic, especially when what seems like the obvious way to go has  Read more…

Post Navigation