A New Record . . .
After a quiet morning, and then lunch, I went outside to finish up re-installing the dryer duct deflector.
This is the way I left it last night.
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First thing was to clamp the deflector base to the vent hose.
Then I carefully pushed the base in, trying not to crimp or buckle the hose. Then it’s just a matter of putting the screws back in to fasten it all together.
We’ve now run about 4 loads through with no problems, so this one finally gets checked out as ‘Finished’.
Next up was to take an initial look at my oil leak problem. I was expecting to need to pressure wash the engine compartment before I could look for the leak, but I was very surprised to find no sign of leaking oil when I opened the access doors, just the light brown dust I usually find. And the side rear access doors showed nothing out of the ordinary either.
I did check the oil dipstick and found I was just a little above the ‘add oil’ mark, so that points to engine oil, and not transmission fluid of hydraulic fluid as a source of the leak.
Since the passenger side of the truck, the side nearest the rig’s exhaust pipe, looks like this, I next ran my finger around the inside of the exhaust pipe, expecting to find oil. But instead, all I found was dry, black soot.
So now it was time to shimmy under the rig, at least my version of ‘shimmy’, and see what I could find. And what I did find was oil on the bottom of the oil pan. It was wet around the drain plug area, but I saw no evidence of any leakage around the oil pan gasket, at least on the passenger side.
I did wipe down the area with a rag and will check again tomorrow to see if I have any new accumulation. I also will crawl under from the driver’s side and see if I can find the breather (slobber) tube which is supposed to be on that side.
Depending on what I find, my next step is to top off the oil and the run the engine for awhile to see if that shows me anything.
About 4pm, Jim and Peri Dean showed up to rendezvous for supper. They wanted to meet Karma before we drove up to La Grange to have dinner at Sealand Seafood.
And once again Karma is no longer an outside cat. She’s an inside girl now and goes into panic mode outside, trying to get down and run under the rig.
The meal was as great as usual, and the conversation was apparently even better, since we set a new record of a 4 hour dinner. It’s hare to imagine that we had that much to talk about.
But apparently we did.
Thought for the Day:
Government: Creating problems where none exists, in order to implement policies that won’t work.
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