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I have been stressing about whether I ‘ll have the Spartan done for this summer,  feeling frustrated that I can’t seem to get anything done.  Then, it occurred to me, as I drove the GMC to the hardware store, that I DO get things done, it’s just that some of the things I do are silly and and take up too much time, and that I may underestimate the time and expense a project will gobble up.

A case in point, and one of the reasons the Thunderbird  and Rivera aren’t  done, and that my Hot Rod Fund is now empty, is my ’76 GMC dually.  This thing has eaten up spare time, project money, more time, and more money, than I care to think about.

It started 4 years ago when I sold my rusty ’00 Silverado, and decided to unearth the GMC from the barn at my dad’s where I’d abandoned it 20 years ago.  We bought the truck, with a 23’ Diamond REO camper on the extended frame when I was selling cars in ’83.  Some guy traded it in on an Escort, and I bought it.  We camped in it, my folks drove it to Florida, but we stopped using it in the mid 90’s, and it had been driven in the barn and forgotten about.  I needed a pickup, to haul stuff in, pull things with, and here was one, all I had to do was dust it off and go

Easy, right?

When I got it out, it started on 20 year old gas, although it ran pretty poorly and smelled awful.  The camper came off, the frame was shortened, I bought a box from Texas, a new hood, patched up the cab corners and shot a unifying coat of Arctic White enamel.

This summer,  after three years of abuse, it got 6 new 16″ tires, new wheels, stainless hubcaps, a new stainless exhaust, and a 3.75:1 rear end to replace the 4.56’s (in a futile attempt to help the abysmal fuel consumption).  The 454, with 22,000 miles runs like a watch, the transmission (after a new governor gear) shifts crisply, I’ve got a plow for winter and camper for summer, so I should be all set for a hauling needs for another 2 or 3 decades.

Maybe now I’m done spending money, and it’ll last another 2 or three decades…

The mighty "Del-Ray" Imperial 90.

The mighty “Del-Ray” Imperial 90.

 

Since the Del-Ray is setting in the driveway, and I didn’t really feel like working on the T’Bird today, I decided I’d ought to finish up one thing completely.  I’d gotten some of the trim up on the campers new ceiling last week, but on looking at it, I wasn’t really happy with some of it.  So, back to Home Depot to get some 1 1/4″ wide vinyl lattice slats to make some new trim from.

This worked out very well around the curved, panoramic front windows, much better then the 1″ expanded foam trim I’d used first.  It had actually cracked just setting in the curve, so it had to go.

When I got that done, I repaired the booth frame in the front, where I ‘d had to take a brace out to get the old water tank out.  I pulled the old pressure pump, repaired the booth frame, and got the new water tank mounted.  I have a 12V demand pump to put in, but it’s over at the shop, so I didn’t get that part done, but it’s almost ready.

Replaced the light fixture over the sink, which has 120 and 12v bulbs, and then cleaned the counters, washed the walls and cabinets with Murphy’s Oil Soap.  It looks nice, but will need a coat of lemon oil, Liquid Gold, Panel Magic, or similar product to keep the wood looking nice.  The backsplash had what looked like adhesive from duct tape on it, and some “Goof-Off” got rid of that.

The original vinyl floor seems to have a thin coat of adhesive on it, from the green shag carpet I pulled out last fall.  It scrapes of with a putty knife, but I decided to forgo that for a later time.

It cleaned up pretty nicely, and I’m happy now with the trim.  We bought some cool ’60’s style fabric to do the booth cushions in, so the brown vinyl will go away for a brighter fabric, more appropriate for the camper.

Now, some butyl sealer on the roof seams, a coat of roof seal over all, a Lava lamp and sunburst clock, and it’ll be done!

 

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Faithful readers will remember that for reasons known only to myself and an excess of disposable income, last summer I bought a mid 60’s “Del-Ray” truck camper.  Why, I have  hard time explaining, but it certainly looks neat in the back of my GMC dually, and it might actually get used someday.

We had it stored for winter in my Dad’s shop, whose roof a couple of weeks ago partially collapsed from snow load.  In order to clean up and rebuild, I had to get the camper out, and it’s now setting in the back of the GMC,  with the plow on the front and chains on the rear tires for plowing.  As it’s setting in my driveway, and the weather was decent today, I made a trip to Home Depot, spent my Christmas gift card money, and got some vinyl trim to finish up the new ceiling I’d put in last fall.

I’m happy with the results, and while I need to figure out how to finish up the front windows and get a couple more sticks of trim, it looks really nice now.   Still on the “to do list” is the center cushion for the booth, mount and plumb the new water tank and demand pump, and some “Panel Magic” or “Liquid Gold” on the cabinetry and paneling, but it’s useable and looks pretty cool now.

What will we do with it?  Well, a trip up north would be fun towing the Chris Craft, and we certainly could use it for camping and some short trips, but I really haven’t figured out what we’ll do with it once it’s finished.

I’m sure we’ll think of something.

The mighty "Del-Ray" Imperial 90.

The mighty “Del-Ray” Imperial 90.

From the bunk, looking rearward.

From the bunk, looking rearward.

Ceiling trim.

Ceiling trim.

Looking up from the door forward.

Looking up from the door forward.

Galley.

Galley.

The dinette.

The dinette.

The set up for this is that a couple of days ago, while plowing pushing snowbanks back along the driveway (I’d run out of room to push snow), it was obvious that the plow blade was swinging to the right every time a little pressure was put on that side of the blade. The plow has a relief valve that allows it to swing to prevent damage when LOTS of pressure is put on one side or the other, as in hitting a curb. I didn’t think I was pushing hard enough to trip that safety valve, but it had to be, right?

I pushed pretty hard on a bank out by the road, the blade again swung hard right, and when I backed up, it disappeared from view with a “clunk”. That couldn’t be good…

I got of the truck and the problem was obvious. The plow blade pivots at the bottom had rusted out, and the blade had fallen off the A-frame. It had been swinging right because the left hand bracket had broken first, and had been bending the pivot pin on the right hand side.

Damn.

So today, instead of going the Kalamazoo swap meet, I went to ALRO steel for supplies, and spent the afternoon fixing the plow. Got it all done in time to sweep the new 6″ of snow from the drive, and we’re ready for more!

Rusted plow.

Wait, this is supposed to be on the front of the truck!

Wait, this is supposed to be on the front of the truck!

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New bracket and pivot pin.

Cool McCool himself, almost ready to plow.

The plow is back together, the drive is plowed, and it’s still snowing. We’re ready now, and didn’t’ need any old car parts anyway!

Cold? No, it’s not cold, it’s just a bit chilly.

I got stuck beside the shop in 3 feet of drifted snow trying to open path to the temporary garage the Tini-Home was in. And had about 50 feet of drift to go. Spent about half an hour digging out the truck and out from under the plow, and with a little more careful approach, opened it up.

There’s no more room to push snow though, so I got the trailer out, and parked in the turn around in front of the shop. Now, I can get it out when we go to Auto-Rama Extreme in at Cobo Hall in a month without hiring somebody with a loader to dig it out.

Cheers!

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Ready for the next storm.

Ready for the next storm.

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Got that tightened up and resumed the action, so we’re ready for the next blizzard.

Actually, I’m ready for winter to go away, but I have to admit it was kind of fun to go out in the cold and do something!

We’ll have big snowbanks until the middle of April, but for now, it’s pretty, and we can get in and out with no trouble. Last week I had gone and gotten a ton of wood pellets at Tractor Supply, so we’re keeping the GMC busy and putting it to good use. It’s not just another pretty face!

It's so cold the snow looks blue.

It’s so cold the snow looks blue.

I haven't backed into the garage once this year!

I haven’t backed into the garage once this year!

Big banks at the end of the drive.

Big banks at the end of the drive.

It's a LONG WAY back to the Tini-Home's garage!

It’s a LONG WAY back to the Tini-Home’s garage!

Gotta keep this open so we can get the Tini-Home to Auto-Rama in March!

Gotta keep this open so we can get the Tini-Home to Auto-Rama in March!

Oh, the humanity. New Years eve, or rather, early New Years morning we were stricken with the dreaded Noro-virus, the 24 hour bug, or in the common vernacular, the pukes. We’ll spare you the details, but the acute misery lasted from about 3 am until 3 in the afternoon. After that, some clear liquids finally stayed put, and late in the evening, a cup of soup tasted pretty good.

Called in to work the next day as well and kept a pretty low profile, and even today, we are not completely “normal”, whatever that is. Once the outside temp got above zero though, a fire was stoked up in the Cool McCool’s Garage shop, and the T’bird got some love. The front bumper is now delightfully devoid of any turn signal/park light holes, and looks great.

Look Ma! No holes!

Look Ma! No holes!

Smooth as a baby's bottom now.

Smooth as a baby’s bottom now.

While the shop was warming up, the old GMC started right up and we got the driveway plowed out. By the time that was finished, it was a balmy 50 degrees inside, MUCH better than the outside temp of 13. Brrrr.

Does that puff of white smoke mean we have a new Pope, or is the shop getting warm?

Does that puff of white smoke mean we have a new Pope, or is the shop getting warm?

Path to the Tini-Home garage.

Path to the Tini-Home garage.

Cool McCool's World Headquarters.

Cool McCool’s World Headquarters.

Down the driveway to Milo Road.

Down the driveway to Milo Road.

The might '76 GMC.  Just rolled over 20K miles.  Nicely broken in.  2wd with chains.  Who needs 4wd?

The might ’76 GMC. Just rolled over 20K miles. Nicely broken in. 2wd with chains. Who needs 4wd?

Tomorrow we’re supposed to get a little break in the weather with a high near 30, then back into the deep freeze next week with single digit temps for highs. We may have to open a southern branch office…

This can't be good...

This can’t be good…

Last night around 9:00, in the midst of our family Christmas gathering, a huge limb came crashing down on the roof, grazed the family room windows, and brought the festivity to a grinding, screeching halt. We had no idea that almost half an inch of ice had accumulated on the trees, and when it suddenly got quite windy, it was too much for big old cherry limb to withstand.

Everybody pretty quickly got out, cars started, windows scraped, and cleared out. I had parked Kim’s Fusion and my Milan in the drive and turnaround for the shop, directly under a big Walnut, and decided I’d better move them out of harms way. Good thing I did, because a big limb let go on that about 30 feet up, and fell right where the cars were parked.

Our cars had been right where this limb is now.

Our cars had been right where this limb is now.

My bother-in-law Don, my son Craig (who’s home from Las Vegas for the weekend) and I got the old Onan generator out of the back of the garage, and in position in case we lost power, which seemed pretty likely, as the weather was worsening by the minute. We had a house full of guests, Kim’s sister and her family, as their power was already out. Not so for us, and the party kept going ’till 1:00 am.

Sometime early this morning, the power went off, making getting the generator out a good idea. If the battery had been any good, it’d have been an even better idea, as we ended up having to jump it to get it started. It ran pretty ragged at first then seemed to smooth out once it warmed up. That lulled us into a false sense of well-being, as it stalled several times, and was almost impossible to get started.

One needs quality, well maintained equipment to prepared for emergencies...

One needs quality, well maintained equipment to prepared for emergencies…

The culprit turned out to be the Onan’s original, 45-year-old fuel pump diaphragm, which was completely disintegrated. Because the pump is below the level of the fuel tank (which had probably 3-year-old gas in it), and the plunger was working, it would pump a tiny amount of fuel up to the carb. Not enough to keep it running however. A trip to AutoZone netted a new 12V fuel pump, which we replaced with no trouble. Of course the power cam on immediately after that. Well worth it though, because the power went back off after half an hour, and has been off since.

It’s running great, no hiccups, and the wind has stopped blowing. We have a tremendous amount of damage in trees and limbs down. I’ll have to rent or borrow a Bobcat or end-loader for the clean up, as there are dozens of big trees that have to come down, and a huge amount of limbs to cut up and clean up. It’ll be getting very cold again tomorrow, so the ice will stay on. Bad when we get more snow.

The good news is no cars damaged, no damage to house from the multiple limbs falling on it, and the veteran Onan generator is working like a champ. Our cat, Milo, must have traumatized by the constant crash of limbs and ice, as he was MIA all day, and finally came out from under the deck only at about 5 pm for some supper. We did seem to gain a new pet, a young opossum that appeared to be unfazed by the storm, who’s been nosing around the bird feeder and backyard. Normally I’d shoot it, but hey, it’s Christmas, and he looks hungry. Spirit of the season and all…

Let’s hope Consumers Power gets us back on-line for Christmas!

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I had to jump the Onan with the GMC, as the battery is junk for the generator.

I had to jump the Onan with the GMC, as the battery is junk for the generator.

We lost some trees, but gained an opossum.

We lost some trees, but gained an opossum.

After two years struggling with the double row chains for the duals on the GMC, I threw in the towel a week a go and ordered a set of single chains from “Tirechains.com”. They were on my doorstep 3 days later! The inside wheels were removed, and the chains installed on the outer tires with no muss, no fuss, no hassle. I could, if I had to, just lay them out on the ground ahead of the tire, drive on them and hook them up without even having to jack the truck off the ground. In addition, I think the truck will do much better, traction wise, without both tires on.

As an added bonus, I found the inside tire on the right side was almost flat, after I checked them just a couple of weeks ago. That wouldn’t have been good either.

Had the Diamond T out this morning for a December cruise as well. I went to breakfast, then picked up my new glasses, and went to Tractor Supply to get a new Reese hitch insert and 2″ ball. This will ensure that I will now immediately find the missing one from the wagon.

Hopefully, we’ll have more days I can drive the Diamond T, and not have to use that GMC to plow!

Our vintage truck fleet.

Our vintage truck fleet.

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Chained up and ready to plow.

Chained up and ready to plow.

Vintage tags.

Vintage tags.

DSC05037 (1024x768)In keeping with my policy of causing my own little disasters, yesterdays Fathers Day Fiasco was entirely my own doing.  It was a simple plan: Pull the Spartan into the back yard to turn it around, pull it up alongside the shop to plug it in and begin packing for our trip.  Easy, right?

As I pulled around through back, I thought it’d be fun to pull alongside the ’47 Manor awaiting restoration, and take a picture.  Our own little Spartan trailer sales.  Fun, huh?

I swung the trailer around so it was beside the ’47 and stopped.  Backed up a little to square things up and got out.  The clue there was going to be a problem was apparent  as my feet hit the grass.

Squishy.  Not good.

I got back in truck and pulled ahead a little.  Got about 6 feet, and forward motion came to a halt as the tires spun on the wet grass.

I backed up about the same 6 feet, until the tires spun in that direction.

Obviously, I was stuck.  The trailer tires actually sunk into the soft yard about 6 inches, right to the rim, and I wasn’t going to go anywhere.

Figuring I might as well take my pictures, I did that, then dragged a plank from the shed, some patio tiles, unhitched the truck and placed them in the ruts.  This was a great plan, but when I when I hitched back up, with the trailer tires settled in the sod, it wasn’t going anywhere.  The truck tires spun on the plank and concreted tiles, the trailer didn’t budge.

So, I waited until Kim got home, we hooked the GMC Dually up to a tow strap to the Diamond T and trailer, and with the massive Del-Ray camper in the back for ballast, gently pulled the rig to solid ground.

I did end up getting some pictures, although the “fun” part was lost during the two hours or so it took to rescue the truck and trailer from the bog.

The watchword now is “Careful pulling through the back yard after 5 inches of rain in the past three days.”

Happy Fathers Day!

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