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The Red Ryder’s Fate

A long walk in the middle of nowhere turned up one more sign of humanity.

A long walk in the middle of nowhere turned up one more sign of humanity.

Originally posted 4/28/2013

Yesterday’s cross-country hike was pleasing, although I did spend a lot more time watching where I was going than I did taking in the scenery. Between the cacti and the rattlesnakes in this area, you have to watch just ahead, make some noise while you walk, and remind yourself to look up every now and then to take in the view. I’m getting the hang of it, I think. Suburbanite Gone Wild. I have no idea how far fellow camper Mike and I went, but I had to rest up a couple of times afterward, during the day.

Though there are surrounding hills and ridges, this area had what I'd have to call meadows. I've just never seen any quite like these before.

Though there are surrounding hills and ridges, this area had what I’d have to call meadows. I’ve just never seen any quite like these before.

Mike had come across a smaller rattlesnake crossing the road while  Read more…

In the Prescott National Forest

The stairway to heaven. The tiny red sign on the screen door says "Rest Room". It's tin and I suspect it's from the 40s or 50s.

The stairway to heaven. The tiny red sign on the screen door says “Rest Room”. It’s tin and I suspect it’s from the 40s or 50s.

Originally posted 4/19/2013

I’ve noticed that people who are familiar with RVs instantly spot me as a full-timer (and a cheapskate). The service guy never even hinted that I should have the suspension work done there, even though they already had all of the needed parts on display. He talked with the assumption that I’d be doing it myself. Back in time at the Smartweigh, the guy there, George, took one glance and offered, “I see you’ve got a working trailer.” He meant purposed for living vs recreational. Let’s face it, travel trailers and fifth wheel trailers are 99% recreational. Go camping for awhile, and then go back home, put it up on blocks, and winterize the plumbing system. They’re all big and shiny, and look new. Some commercial parks don’t even let in trailers that are over ten years old.

The remaining 1% are construction workers and full-timers like me. Let’s face it, the Enterprise looks like what it is. It’s 19 years old. Its external styling is dated. People don’t keep such old trailers in use – at least in use on the road. They’re usually consigned to sink into the dirt in back of the chicken house because the roof leaked and rotted the walls and flooring, and none of the appliances work anymore. Despite the past abuse and neglect to its running gear, this Innsbruck is still perfectly viable as a full-time home. But people can recognize Read more…

On the Road Again! Kinda…

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Originally posted 4/17/2013

I pulled out of the BLM area in Wickenburg, Arizona today, heading just 15 miles up the road to the Escapees North Ranch to boondock one night again. Why bother, when my next stop in Prescott National Forest is just a couple-three hours away? Dump is the word, my friend. Pay five bucks to boondock, and the dump station and fresh water are free. That’s half of what many commercial dump stations charge.

The above picture shows the trailer in the prescribed boondocking lane, headed north. Actually, it’s now turned around and headed south. A volunteer just now asked that I spin it in the other direction. I asked why, of course. Liability. There’s a shallow ditch on the far side for water runoff, and some yokel once gallumphed out of his/her trailer and stumbled into the ditch. Hell, I can do that without the help of a ditch, since my entry stairs are sagging and want to pitch you into a gallup when you exit the trailer door. Now the setting sun will require me to close the door when I move to the couch, like last time when I parked this way.

While I was working with the hoses, I was slightly disappointed to see that one of the older hub dust covers had baled out, probably on the washboard dirt of Rincon Road. I thought one seemed looser than I expected, and now I just learned another little lesson! I’ll be stopping by an RV place tomorrow on my way through Prescott to see if they have another that fits. For the time being, I’ve implemented the Universal Repair, and one which will certainly be a hit with my daughter. See the photo below. Can you tell what the temporary hub cover is that will hopefully keep out dust?

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That’s right! Duct tape!

There’s been a pretty blustery wind from the northwest yesterday and today, and with fuel economy in mind, I’m hoping it dies down tomorrow. Time to look up the Weather Guesstimate on the Internet!

Town Talk

Wickenburg is packed with remarkable street sculptures. This one is parked outside a jewelry and home decor shop. Every one is perfectly intact, which makes me wonder how that can be. Maybe would-be young vandals are too busy working and saving up for ATVs.

Wickenburg is packed with remarkable street sculptures. This one is parked outside a jewelry and home decor shop. Every one is perfectly intact, which makes me wonder how that can be. Maybe would-be young vandals are too busy working and saving up for ATVs.

Originally posted 4/16/2013

Monday in Wickenburg Arizona was a big day – and I didn’t even know about it! That’s what I get for not checking the town’s event calendar more closely. But, I still saw more than enough to fill my visual gullet.

Project One was to get one of the two 30# propane tanks refilled. I was going to simply do that as part of my town tour and grocery shop, but the 30# tank is tall and easily tipped over in the truck’s bed, so I had second thoughts about parking on a side street with the bed cover open and all the stuff in the bed exposed. So, I made a special trip into town to fill it and minimize the downtime for the refrigerator/freezer.

Uh-oh. Tow vehicle looks low, and there's a tow truck.

Uh-oh. Tow vehicle looks low, and there’s a tow truck.

Approaching one of the two wide washes that Rincon Road passes through, I saw a couple of ATVers in an unhappy situation. Their all-wheel-drive van and cargo trailer were stuck in the soft sand of the smaller wash. See? My paranoia about the nature of the sand here is based on what I’ve observed in my two weeks here, not mere imagination. One guy was taking pictures, while the other was talking to the driver of a towing service’s flatbed tow truck. The tow truck was in the road and, having conventional two-wheel drive, wouldn’t make it far into the wash. I drove past and then remembered I had a  Read more…

The Path Less Traveled

Well, it's a little easier to travel after a road grader has smoothed it out a little.

Well, it’s a little easier to travel after a road grader has smoothed it out a little.

Originally posted 4/12/2013

Today was working on writing, and then touring just a bit, and winding up doing laundry in town. Wickenburg is big enough to have numerous modern strip malls up and down Wickenburg Way. The laundry is a bit pricier than Quartzsite’s, but at the one I went to, all the machines were new front-loaders. It was a bit much to ask that my filthy grease-stained jeans would come clean, but they made a rousing try of it. This is actually my last pair of jeans, as the other three promptly disintegrated long ago, one right after the next. I’m still trying to figure that out. I still gots me some work pants, if it comes to that. The heat is such (90 today) that I’m actually starting to wear shorts.

The trail I’m on winds up a very high hill once you pass my campsite. I’d first planned to move the trailer to a primo spot a couple hundred feet away. With all the other campers gone (except for somebody in a TT like mine that parked a half-mile away this morning), I have my pick of the litter up here. Thing is, when I walked over to an even nicer spot, the drone of bees once again caught my attention. There was a constant whirl of them over by a cactus and they looked pretty preoccupied by swarming around, so I figured it was not meant to be. I can live with that, as it melds nicely into my lazy nature anyway.

From the top of the hill, you can barely see the Enterprise, a tiny cube next to a tree, just to the right of center.

From the top of the hill, you can barely see the Enterprise, a tiny cube next to a tree, just to the right of center.

So I climbed into the Furd and went on up the trail to see what I could see. The answer: plenty. It was a fairly steep climb in one section, and the rear tires were slipping a bit on the  Read more…

Ahhh, West and Wewaxation at Wast!

Ready for... Laundry Day, don't you think?

Ready for… Laundry Day, don’t you think?

Originally posted 4/11/2013

Well, the process is over. Pull a wheel and hub. Head into Wickenburg to drop off the hub for bearing removal and replacement, and get the tire dealer to swap the rubber donut for new. When a hub is ready, pick it up and return to install it on the trailer and pull another. Rinse and repeat. It took several days because service on the hubs couldn’t be instant. Total, $844.22 for four tires, three bearing sets with seals, and the labor to pound out the old and pound in the new. Plus, a spare bearing and seal set to carry on the road.

See the label still on the rear tire? I'm done, with about and hour and a half to go before sunset.

See the label still on the rear tire? I’m done, with about and hour and a half to go before sunset.

Just for morbid curiosity, I also pulled the new hub that had been replaced in Quartzsite. Expecting to find an abundance of grease, I found everything clean and dry, with just a whisper of clean grease wetting the tapered rollers. That’s not the usual practice. The mechanic here expressed his preference as, “If a bearing fails that I put in, it’s not going to be for lack of grease. These things heat up.” I slopped more in with my grease gun and a weird stem that is handy for reaching into such areas. So I’ve done all I can do, and it’s now merely a matter of hub touchy-feely and watching for tilted wheels once I hit the road again.

But that won’t be right away. I can stay here for up to another week if I like, and I’ve been concentrating on getting the repairs done. I’ll likely do laundry and food shop soon, as well as tour the area and walk around Wickenburg, which is a peculiar little town. Much of it is modern and relatively upscale, and some spots here and there are kind of eclectic Old West in their own way. But, I have yet to climb out of the Furd, apart from the two repair places involved. I can say that the people I’ve dealt with as well as those wandering in for one reason or another are “un-urban”. Low key, open, and they’ll just wander over  Read more…

Plan the Work…

"The Jail Tree - From 1863 to 1890 outlaws were chained to this tree for lack of a hoosegow... escapes were unknown"

“The Jail Tree – From 1863 to 1890 outlaws were chained to this tree for lack of a hoosegow… escapes were unknown”

Originally posted 4/8/2013

Checking the weather forecast for today shows a cloudy and high wind day, with wind gusts up to 50 MPH. Much of that wind will be from the south, directly onto the driver’s side of the trailer. That means I had better angle the solar panels down and strap them, as well as anchor the wheel chocks in case the trailer itself is tempted to shift. Done. This simple procedure took about an hour this morning, and unstrapping later will take more than that because of the poor quality of the cheapo Chinese ratchet strap mechanisms. The straps themselves are also wearing because of fluttering in the wind. Time to revise that system, probably with something rope-based.

My “action plan” this week is to get the trailer back up onto its feet and end the ongoing spate of problems with wheel bearings and tires. Since the remaining three old tires are potentially fragile, they must be replaced. With the wheel bearings in doubt, any road crisis involving use of the Axle Crutch would require severely overloading the remaining tire on that side. Doing that to an aged tire already at its load limit would  Read more…

El Cojinete está Muerto

Umm, the hub is not supposed to droop down like that.

Umm, the hub is not supposed to droop down like that.

Originally posted 4/6/2013

The title to this post means The Bearing is Dead. This is the second wheel bearing to disintegrate, this one 115 miles after being lubed and reinstalled. The good news is that the hub did manage to be able to be pulled off after a few hearty yanks, and the complete bearings (less loose tapered rollers) came off with it. That’s far superior to what happened on the last bearing failure. I wasn’t able/willing to pound out the bearing races held inside the hub, and made my way to Wickenburg to find a shop that could apply the necessary brute force. The automotive shop in Wickenburg wasn’t really open, this being Saturday, but people were there so I dropped off the hub and they’ll get to it Monday. I also need to drop off the rest of the bearing parts so they can try to match up what I’ve got.

While in town, I picked up a 2-ton floor jack on sale for $25, a replacement fire extinguisher for the trailer ( the 25-year-old one registered zero on the pressure gauge), a metal file, an abrasive sponge, and some fine grit wet/dry sandpaper. But let me describe how I got to this point, with the trailer wheel up and hub off. I didn’t want to try to hoist the affected wheel with the crappy scissors jack again, so I figured I’d press the F-250’s jack into service. That didn’t turn out  Read more…

Smartweigh: Geekoid Nirvana

Originally posted 4/5/2013

George and an accomplice read scales and note the numbers on a clipboard.

George and an accomplice read scales and note the numbers on a clipboard.

Originally posted 4/5/2013

Had Dickens been at my Smartweigh at the Escapees North Ranch in Congress, Arizona he would have summarized it as, “It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.” Although the Smartweigh is a safety-oriented number-crunching exercise, with terms like GVWR, GCWR, and GAWR, I’ll try to make the explanation of it as understandable as possible. The Executive Summary: As far as the numbers go, I’m looking good – much better than I thought. The bummer is the remaining three “original” trailer tires themselves, and the weight distributing hitch. Even though I’m not overloading any tires, it would be a real good idea to lose some weight. I’ll show you why.

The Escapees’ Smartweigh system is much better than your typical truck stop scales, which weigh the tow vehicle, the trailer, and then both. All that does is give you a “yes, no, maybe so” result that tells you if the individual units are overweight.

 

A typical North Ranch street. Wide and paved. Housing ranges from park models to modular to conventional.

A typical North Ranch street. Wide and paved. Housing ranges from park models to modular to conventional.

For $55 for a truck and trailer weigh-in, the Smartweigh test coughs up individual loads on each tire. Because RVs typically load their tires and suspensions very near their load carrying limits, and do not distribute those loads evenly, it’s common to have an RV weigh in under the maximum limit, and yet be overloading one or more tires. In order to get “worst case” numbers, the RV is supposed to go into the test with all fuel, propane and fresh water tanks full, while all waste tanks are to be empty. This is the normal travel mode.

For the record, the majority of RVs tested so far have overloaded something beyond its limits. That presents a safety problem, sometimes a legal liability problem in case of an accident, and it accounts for many interesting, unplanned road adventures. It’s a fair question to  Read more…

I’m…Somewhere!

It only took ten tries to get nicely wedged in for proper solar panel exposure.

It only took ten tries to get nicely wedged in for proper solar panel exposure.

Originally posted 4/4/2013

After a false start, I made it to a rather remote area that’s somehow just a few scant miles from Wickenburg, Arizona. I’m camping in the same area as Bob Wells, intrepid VanDweller, and three others. We’re up high on a ridge overlooking a wide wash where 4WD enthusiasts go to wear out their machinery.

The false start was to not go far enough down a rather interesting mix of pavement and washboard dirt in order to get to a BLM (Bureau of Land Management) area. I had dutifully gone my 2.8 miles, watched an AWD station wagon have to get pushed out of a deep sand area (which I was about to descend into with the trailer) and turned around, figuring I had missed the turnoff. I really didn’t want to have to boondock again at North Ranch though, and didn’t want to try to locate Box Wash just a few miles away.

So, I cranked it around again and went for broke. Seems I needed to go  Read more…

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