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Wednesday, 11 November 2009

  • MEGA LAME!!!!


    Today started out pretty well, nice sunny day, and warm (by Wisconsin standards). Little did I know of the carnage that was to come. It all started when I called my mother asking where the cable went for my phone. My mom had mentioned she had seen it. It was after this when the mix up began and my troubles would start. Mom wanted me to go with her to check out the car at a garage. She didn't quite trust the mechanic and wanted me there as a BS detector. I said sure I'll be over there. I drove down the road heading over to my parents when I see my mother driving down the road. Apparently she had meant she was coming over to my house. I then tried backing up and turning around, BIG MISTAKE! The shoulder on this stretch of road is incredibly soft especially after the township redid it this summer. The front tire dropped in at into the ditch I went. The truck darn neared tipped over because of the extreme angle of the road. I decided to ride back with my mom to get my tractor. I got the tractor by the truck and then it ran out of gas.


    So we had to go back and get gas in town. After filling the tractor back up I got my jack and a bunch of blocking and started attempting to get my truck at a less extreme angle so I could pull it out without fear of tipping over. After two hours of tugging at it with the tractor and blocks and a rather enthusiastic passerby I got it so the back end of the truck was squarely on the road (the first picture shows the results of that). Keep in mind I was reefing on this puppy yanking it with the tractor which unknown to me would cause trouble later. Realizing my tractor didn't have the traction to pull it out the rest of the way I gave up and decided to call a pro. While waiting for the wrecker to get out there a combine came down the road. He scurried around me just barely. I was really worried that he was going to go off the shoulder. Well he tried getting around my mother's parked car and then the very soft shoulder gave way and he found himself trapped as I was.

    Luckily for him there isn't as big of a drop off on that side of the road. Both sides of the road are surrounded by swamp with standing water so driving the rest of the way in isn't an option. The combine driver was remarkably calm about the ordeal.

    After a little more waiting the wrecker shows up. After almost going in the ditch himself the wrecker driver decides it was better if he didn't try and turn around in the middle of the road. A few minutes later and 90 dollars worth of my hard earned cash my truck is free at last. I waited around for the combine to get pulled out but the wrecker just wasn't big enough to pull it out. So he went back for the heavy duty wrecker and I took off in the truck.

    Well then I found after a short jaunt that the poor brown pickup didn't come out of the ordeal unscathed. The truck idled a bit higher and it ran a little rough as well. But more disconcerting was the wobble coming from the back of the truck. And then if that wasn't enough as I stopped for the intersection the clutch swing came apart and I had no way of disengaging the clutch. Since I was only a little ways from my house I just started it in gear and putted the rest of the way home. After asking my mom if she seen anything unusual as I was driving down the road she mentioned the driver's side rear wheel was sorta wobbling. All that reefing and yanking on the truck sideways must have bent the axle shaft. By this time the sun was starting to set so I hung it up for the day and now I sit at my parents with no working vehicle. My mom was gloating about the truck, she hated the thing and was hoping this would be the end of it. I said well that is why I got a parts truck

    I'll confirm the whole axle shaft thing tomorrow and I guess I'll be buying a rebuild kit for the carb (it needed it anyway). I have been needing to take the rear axle off anyway to put some more leaf springs to get rid of the sag. I hope it isn't in the front end, since it would be a bigger pain to switch around king pins, but I'll do what I have to keep it on the road.

Thursday, 05 November 2009

  • The Crazy Idea


    Things have changed around here on the vehicular front during the past few months. Besides the Rambler kickin the bucket the GMC has been long gone and now I bought a 1953 Willys Aero Lark. It is best described as something I really didn't need. Figured it would make a good little unique gas saving machine I took the brown pickup on a 170 mile trip one way to pick up this puppy. Between running out of gas on the interstate, getting lost, and fighting random electrical gremlins it was nothing short of a minor miracle that I made it back home in one piece. Paid 400 bucks for it, probably too much for something that is as badly rusted as this thing is. The underside is completely shot, since this thing is unibody it'll be much more challenging for me to fix. Since I had traveled such a distance I wasn't going back empty handed and I put up the 400 bucks to purchase it. Luckily for me the motor runs like a top, it is the best thing about the whole car. Not sure what I am going to do with it now, probably tinker on it and sell it off in the spring. Originally I wanted to gasify it but the motor runs so nice I would hate to ruin it. Which brings me on to my next crazy idea.

    I have been thinking about putting on an older cab onto my brown pickup's chassis. There is no practical reason for doing this. I like the uniqueness of older vehicles (although some would say a 77 Ford is already getting pretty old) especially those of the early 50s. There is a 48 Ford F-6 not sitting to far from my parent's house. I pass it almost every day never paying much attention to it, that is until a few days ago.



    When I was a young lad about ten years of age my friend and I discovered an old 48 Ford F-1 in his back woods. We did a lot of duct tape body work and had ideas of putting a steam engine at first in it, later the idea would be to use a three wheeler as the motivation. Keep in mind this thing was nothing more than a rusted out shell of a cab and a front clip. It had been sitting on it's side for so long that the driver's side door was completely gone, all that remained was a door handle and the chrome window crank. We tipped it back up and over the years I never quite completely gave up on it. It was my "first" car and I have a lot of fond memories of playing in it and scrounging around for (very) random parts on it. As time went on I became more and more aware that it was a lost cause. Parts got lost, the hood we took off and later my friend's dad threw it into the large garbage pit he had dug and it was buried. I still got it, it now rest on my slab, too far gone to save but not quite ready to junk it.

    So now that you know the back story on why I have wanted a 48-52 Ford truck. I decided to stop in and inquire about it. It is owned by a fella I always got along with pretty well. He told me a few people had stopped in over the years to ask about it. Naturally he wanted to know my plans for it. Unlike other people who wanted it for parts, scrap, or even to use as a flower planter I wanted to see it on the road. The guy also wanted to see it back on the road and said I could have it for the low price of 200 bucks. After a quick glance over the truck seemed to be pretty solid as Wisconsin trucks go. It hadn't been on the road since 1963, the guy had bought it from the original owner who is actually still alive. The motor was locked up, the front tires and brakes were off (the guy has long since lost the wheel bearings) and the windows were all shot up thanks to a kid and a bb gun. I was only after the sheet metal anyway but having to get a new windshield is sorta a bummer, I can live with plexi-glass side windows for now. Being a heavy duty truck it has extra gauges and knobs. The wheel openings are a little larger than the F-1 but some metal work oughta take care of that. Otherwise there isn't much difference in the front clip and the cab over it's smaller brethren. After some more talking I come to find out the guy never got the title for it. The previous owner had lost the title in a fire some 30-40 years ago. Naturally the DMV had no record of ownership so the guy couldn't file for a lost title. He figured I should be able to register it as a 77 Ford. I know better and knew the only way this thing is going back on the road it will have to be registered as a 48 Ford. Not wanting to give up I dug and did a little research. A call to the DMV confirmed what the man had told me, there was no record of either the vin number or the plates in their database. So on to plan B. Apparently in this state one can get a title for a titleless vehicle by filling out the correct paper work and having a cop inspect the vin number. So I feel confident enough to plunk down the 200 bucks I don't really have on this puppy. Hopefully there are enough things I can get rid of off of the rest of the truck to pay for itself or very close to it. The idea is to have a old school looking pickup with the easy to find and reliable mechanicals of a 77 Ford. Also I really want to try a gasifier on this.

    I do sorta feel bad tearing into the brown truck. We have had a lot of adventures together, but my hope is the cab and front clip will be reborn on a dually truck chassis and the brown pickup will live on in a much heavier duty sense. I do know where there is this dually 1 ton chassis.......

Monday, 12 October 2009

  • Laid-off

    Got a call this last Saturday, about two hours before I was going to leave to go to work. As of now I have no job, not that it was much of a job anyway. Last paycheck was 50 bucks. So far my work search hasn't amounted to anything. So instead I think it is time to concentrate on getting some skillz... er skills. I plan on signing up for a welding class so I can learn how to tig weld. I know how to stick weld but there are almost no places that use that sort of skill outside of places that deal with structural steel on buildings and bridges. I also got my federal medical card up to date and I plan on taking a test to get my CDL. There isn't much else I can do at the moment. Jobs for people with no real skills are far and inbetween and have a lot of competition for them.

    In other news it snowed here today. Never seen snow this early in the season. Where is that El Nino effect I had been hearing about? So far the average tempetures have been way below normal. I would have taken some pictures but I sort of accidently destroyed my camera on my phone when I tried taking off the scratched cover. I have another digital camera but I'll have to find the right USB cord for it.

Friday, 02 October 2009

  • Winter Rush

    With the first frost of the season last week the rush is on. Projects that I have been seriously slacking on will have to get done now or lie dormant all winter long. Two projects that absolutely need to be finished right away is putting in the wood furnace and cutting firewood. I have no cash for propane this winter and with no real job prospects on the horizon wood heat is the only option. I have plenty of dead wood to cut, lots of scrap wood from the fallen down barn to cut as well. A wood shed would be nice too, I might tear down some more of the mobile home to provide for said woodshed. I managed to get my old mobile home jacked up, it'll probably get moved Sunday. If I can sell it that might provide me with some much needed dough to keep going through the winter along with a bunch of logs I cut down.

    Another project I would love to finish would be the garage. I cleaned off the cement slab which was a big job in and of itself. I have a whole ton of old telephone poles around the property that were used for various buildings/windbreaks. More than enough to build me a pole style garage. The tricky part will be covering the thing and the roof. Might have to be on the hunt for more tin for the roof, the walls I might try to cover with a combination of slab wood and planking.

    My job is winding down, down to one truck to unload on Saturday nights. In some ways I wish it was done with already, from my rough calculations I would be farther ahead collecting unemployment than going into work. Also with last week's silo fiasco at the receiving plant the creamery's future is in jeopardy. Seems now with the milk glut no one wants low quality can milk anymore. There  may not be a buyer for the milk. No buyer = no job. I read in the paper how the unemployment rate is going down where I live, I can say beyond a doubt it is going down for only two reasons. One is most people who can't find a job move to somewhere they can, two most people already exhausted their unemployment benefits. It sure ain't going down because of new jobs. This is all the more reason to motivate me to finish cleaning up the scrap steal around my place. Fall and winter are usually bad times for work anyway.

    As you may have noticed there have been fewer pictures of my progress around here, rest assured it isn't because progress has been slow more like I haven't had a working digital camera. That to is yet another project. Words can only describe so much. Fortunately all that requires is a different non scratched cover for my cell phone.

Thursday, 01 October 2009

  • 63 Rambler R.I.P



    No more Rambler Classic for me My car died while driving home from a doctor's appointment. It was a good car, requiring nothing but a 20 dollar generator rebuild and about 50 bucks worth of white Rustoleum spray paint (okay the paint wasn't required but it sure looked more respectable). Sure it had some problems, an oil addiction (quart every 80-100 miles), and a motor that sounded more like a well tuned diesel than a gas engine. But all in all it worked good for the 12,000 or 15,000 miles I drove it for. I put a lot of miles on that puppy this summer.

    The motor always did run slightly rough but then on the way home it started running really rough and the motor developed a very distinct knock. After a while it started to sound like fist sized rocks shaken in a coffee can. Not wanting to totally screw up the motor I turned it off and had a friend tow it to my parent's house. Later that night I listed it on Craigslist and within a few days the car found a new owner with more resources than I to fix it properly. It deserved at least that much.

    I got 300 bucks out of it, so I lost about 400 probably all together between the generator rebuild. paint job, and the original purchase price of 500 bucks. Still even figuring at 12,000 miles (a low ball estimate) it comes in at .0416 cents a mile. Not bad at all. Four cents doesn't get you very far these days.

    The body, minus a few dents here and there, was in excellent shape. Almost zero rust, it had to be the most solid car I have ever owned. Originally my plan was to keep it as a winter beater but after a while I decided it was way too nice to sacrifice to the evil rust gods of the north (damn you road salt!). So now it is with a new owner and hopefully he fixes it up and it'll be around for another 46 years.


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