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May 3, 2023 Uncategorized

A Few Pieces of Bakelite . . .

In yesterday’s blog I mentioned how surprised I was to see Polaroid cameras and film still on sale at WalMart.

And this reminded me of a funny story concerning a Polaroid camera and my family. I’m pretty sure it was the Christmas of 1958 when I was 10 since it was the same Christmas that I got my first computer.

An GENIAC analog model like this one. You can read more about it at the link.

As far as my parent’s Christmas, I don’t know how they came to this agreement, but for that Christmas my mother gave my father a mink stole, while my father gave my mother one of those new Polaroid Land cameras, one like this one.

Somehow they both ended up very happy that Christmas.

As for me, the GENIAC started me on a path that seven years later I was programming in Fortran II on an IBM 360 at Vanderbilt University. And it all started with a few pieces of Bakelite.

Tomorrow looks to be Twin Peaks for lunch, the office to drop off an Amazon order, and then the HEB/WalMart up in Webster looking for a couple of things that our local versions didn’t have.

Thought for the Day:

You can’t leave footprints in the sands of time if you’re sitting on your butt. And who wants to leave buttprints in the sands of time.

Since I know a few of you don’t make it all the way down through the Retro-Blogs™, I thought I’d repost up here our time on our European Viking River Cruise today in 2019.

May 3, 2019

“Ve Know Vher . . .

Melk, Austria 5/3/2019

Our ship left Vienna last night a little before 11pm and when we went up to breakfast this morning at 7am, it was very foggy, with castle after castle appearing out of the mist.

Even this one, that I’m pretty sure must have been home to Dracula at one time. Perched high on a mountain crag, and partially obscured by the clouds, he certainly would have felt right at home.

Especially since it looks like the only way to get up there is by bat.

And of course the many churches. Many, many churches. Just church after church after church.

It’s amazing they had time to do anything else besides build churches. And FWIW these are all in the Baroque style.

We arrived in Melk about 11am, and after lunch, we were off on our excursion to the Melk Abbey, possibly the most famous Abbey in Austria. And that’s really saying a lot since there’s a heck of a lot of abbeys over here.

And it becomes more impressive the closer you get.

Amazingly this place has been an functioning Benedictine abbey for over 900 years.

Unfortunately we were not allowed to take photos inside the abbey, but obviously somebody was, or did anyway, since there are photos all over the Internet of it. So I thought I would share some of those.

It’s really hard to express how beautiful this place, almost overwhelmingly so. But two things bothered me about the visit.

First, they have added some sort of multi-media event, telling you about what you’re seeing, but mostly it seems to concentrate on the present Bishop and his background. The whole thing really clashed with the rest of the tour.

Second, adding even more to the ‘tourist attraction’ feel, is that you exit the tour . . . through the gift shop.

Getting back to the drop-off point for the 200 yard walk back to where our ship was docked, we noticed the high water marks from the Danube flooding the area.

Especially interesting was the one from August 15, 1501.

And just behind this restaurant was a small RV park.

Unfortunately I didn’t get a chance to check out the pedestals to see about the hookups, but we were running late getting back to the ship. But we’ve noticed a number of small RV parks along the river as we’ve cruised.

The Skirnir cast off about 4pm heading up the Danube to our next port of call, Passau. And it didn’t bode well that within the hour, it was raining fairly hard.

Dinner tonight was with our usual group, and as usual, was delicious.

We started off with a real favorite of ours, a Wedge Salad.

And when they put bacon on theirs, it’s two whole strips, not some measly crumbles.

For the entrée, Jan had the Broiled Herb Marinated Jumbo Shrimp with Baby Vegetables,

while I got the Krustenbraten, which is Crispy Pork Loin, marinated in beer, with potato pancakes and Steamed Cabbage.

Then for dessert we both got the Lime Cake, with white chocolate and raspberry sauce.

This place is dangerous to your waistline.

You would swear that the 3 other couples at our tables, and ourselves, were all RVer’s since the staff pretty much have to close down the dining room around us because we’re having so much fun. Of course the free-flowing wine may have something to do with that.

I have become so frustrated trying to use my new laptop with only built-in touchpad, that I had been trying to find a mouse for it. When I bought it in Budapest, the dealer tried to sell me one, and I should have bought it. But I had forgotten how irritating it is to use one.

And I hadn’t had any luck locating a computer store near any of our stops to pick one up, so I ask Guest Services if they might had a spare that I could borrow, and they said they would check.

And when I went by later, Monika just handed me one. When I ask if I needed to sign anything, her voice dropped from her lilting Scandinavian accent into a guttural German one as she said, “Ve know vher you live’. And then smiled.

But I’m not taking any chances. I’m definitely be returning it before we disembark.

Finishing up, the last blog I posted took over 3 hours of starting and stopping to get it uploaded. So we’ll see how long this one takes.

More Tomorrow from the Blue (grayish, green) Danube.

May 3, 2009

Sanibel Island…

Today we drove about 20 miles over to Sanibel and Captiva Islands.

Sanibel is know as a premiere shell hunting spot and in fact has one of the top shell museums in the country, the Bailey-Matthews Shell Museum.

Before visiting the Shell Museum we walked down one of the local beaches so Jan could find some shells.

Bowman's Beach on Sanibel Island

Bowman’s Beach on Sanibel Island

It’s not as pretty as Gulf Shores, but it is nice.

Coming home we tried out a new Mexican restaurant we had seen advertised, called Iguana Mia. We were really starting to miss Houston Tex-Mex and this place filled the void. Much recommended.

May 3, 2010

Home Sweet Motorhome…

We left the motel about 9:30 am and starting driving south along the coast on the Pacific Coast Highway. As we passed thru Pismo Beach we detoured down to the pier to check out the restaurant, Pierside, where we were going to eat lunch later on our way back north.

Although it’s called the Pacific Coast Highway, a lot of it is not exactly along the coast, because the coastline is mountains right down to the ocean. In fact I’ve been amazed about how mountainous California, and especially the coast, really is. Los Angeles especially, was a surprise in how hilly it really is. The city is just surrounded by mountains on three sides, and many of the communities are separated by steep hills. Even the famous Rodeo Drive only travels a few blocks before it starts climbing into the hills. And when we took our Homes of the Hollywood Stars tour, almost all the star’s estates are up in the hills. After all, it’s not called Beverly HILLS for nothing.

We followed US 1 (PCH) as far south as Los Alamos before we turned around and headed back north.

Getting back to Pismo Beach, we had a great lunch at Pierside, a place right on the water beside the pier. Friends recommended it to us, and they weren’t wrong. I had the Fish & Chips, and Jan had the Shrimp & Chips. They were both great.

Leaving Pismo Beach, we headed back north along US 101 to catch SR 46 to take us back to Coarsegold and our rig.

Before we got to San Luis Obispo we came across these signs along the way.

We seen a lot of these type of signs along our travels — moose, elk, caribou, mountain goats, sheep, bison, oryx, and others. But this is the first time we’ve seen bears. Of course, as with all the other signs above, we never seen the actual animals, just the signs. Bummer!

We stopped in San Luis Obispo for gas, and to put air in a tire. Then it was on up to SR 46, and then on to SR 41 which would take us all the way home.

We stopped in Kettleman City to use the restroom and get a treat.

Between Fresno and home, we talked to both our kids, Brandi and Chris. And that’s always a treat.

We got home a few minutes after 4, and as usual, it’s always good to be home.

For dinner, Jan heated up the last of the Tuscan Chicken Spaghetti that she fixed in the crock pot a couple of days ago. Like most Italian dishes, it just seem to improve with age.

Then for dessert, we split one of the delicious cinnamon buns that we got Sunday night at Crills II in Morro Bay.

Tomorrow we’ll take it easy as we get ready to travel on Wednesday.

May 3, 2013

Mirror, mirror . . .

Today we just decided to have a ‘do-nothing’ day so we didn’t even leave the rig. But I guess the ‘do-nothing’ is kind of relative, because I spent a good part of the morning on the phone with American Coach trying to find a replacement bottom mirror for our rig.

Right before we left Apache Junction this past Wednesday, I was trying to adjust the passenger side outside mirror and the bottom mirror came loose and cracked when it hit the ground. So now I need a new one and got on the phone with American Coach this morning.

But I quickly ran into a problem. My factory build sheet says that I have Ramco mirrors, but the mirrors I have don’t look like anything that Ramco makes. And the mirrors themselves don’t have any name or numbers on them.

After Jeff at AC Parts went back and forth in the catalogs and manuals, we finally figured out that my coach was a ‘special-build’. Apparently the original owner didn’t want the normal door-mounted mirrors, but wanted the front cap mounted ones. Which meant mine are actually Velvac mirrors, not Ramco. With that info I was able to track down replacement parts.

I can get the entire assembly for about $50

But since my mounting plate seems to be OK, I’m hoping that I can get by with just the mirror for only $15.

Guess which one I want?

I’m just glad I don’t have to buy an complete new mirror. They’re $627.00. Ouch!

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While I was on the phone with AC parts, I got the name of the cabinet latches, or really, catches that I was looking for, but couldn’t find.

They’re called Bulldog Catches, and once I knew the name, I found them on Amazon and several other places. In fact both of the local Camping Worlds are supposed to have them in stock, but they didn’t know anything about them yesterday. But now that I have an actual Camping World part number, maybe I’ll have better luck. We’ll see.

We had a nice call from Brandi this afternoon. They’re planning on moving into their new house in about three weeks and they’re really getting excited.

Tomorrow I think we’re going to check out the buffet at the nearby Boulder Station Casino, and then maybe take in a movie. We’ll see how it goes.

May 3, 2014

Not Much . . .

Happened Today.

With the nice weather the last few days, we’ve sat outside with our coffee and muffins every morning. And today was no exception. The real problem is Mister. He’s an attention hog and just won’t let me alone.

Jan wanted to be sure that I pass on some information about her mammograms. Recently, based on numerous healthcare recommendations, she had started getting a mammogram only every other year. In fact, it had been two years since her last one.

And in fact, some sources are saying you can go even longer if you don’t have any family history of breast cancer, which Jan didn’t. Of course, now she’s very glad she didn’t wait another year. Things could have been a lot worse.

So she says, Get Your Mammograms Now!

Lowell posted this photo of Landon as they were leaving Starbuck’s. Looks like Landon’s not planning on sharing that Frappuccino he’s clutching. Hope Lowell got his own.

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Bad Dog!

Our daughter-in-law Linda posted this about their dog, PJ.

This guilty-looking creature just ate 17 meatballs that were cooling on the kitchen counter. Guess who’s sleeping outside tonight?

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Our son Chris likes to fly kites. Here he and our granddaughter Piper are trying to get a big kite aloft down on Galveston Beach.

As far as today, I did pretty much nothing, just a few small chores around the rig. And no, I didn’t install the new slideout shear pin. But that’s for tomorrow before we leave here for the Lake Conroe Thousand Trails on Monday morning..

For dinner I fixed up another batch of Chili Five Ways, but like the last time, I used elbow macaroni instead of spaghetti. And as before, I added a can of Habanero Rotel Tomatoes and a can of Red Kidney Beans. Very spicy and very, very good.

May 3, 2015

An Interesting Day . . .

or Jan has finally unclenched.

About 11:30 this morning on our from Las Vegas to the Verde Valley Thousand Trails, something tumbled out from under the wheels of a passing semi, and BOOOM! our passenger side front tire suddenly looked like this.

It was an FUN 30 seconds or so until we finally THUMP-THUMPED to a full stop.

It’s late and I’m tired, so I’m just going to do pictures tonight and fill in the blanks tomorrow. We’re fine, the rig is fine, though a little worst for wear, We’re now parked at an RV Repair place in Prescott, complete with 50 amps.

Besides the blown tire, the fuel hose was torn away between the fill cap and the tank, a wire bundle at the front of the wheel well was shredded, and the vibration broke off the bottom outside mirror.

More Tomorrow.

May 3, 2016

A Daddy’s Girl . . .

More website stuff today, so more fun for me.

About 3:30 I drove into Columbus to Brookshire Bros. for a few things, including some PowerBall and Mega Millions lottery tickets. Tonight’s Mega Millions is up to $128 Million, and tomorrow’s PowerBall is almost $350 Million.

Of course, my odds of winning aren’t very good, but they’re a lot better than if I don’t play at all. I mean, otherwise, I’d just waste it on booze and wild women.

Jan has decided that Karma is just a Daddy’s Girl. She won’t really have much to do with Jan, and only let’s me hold her. She loves to cuddle up on my shoulder and then snuggle against my neck, rubbing her head against my face.

And today Jan said when I left to go to the store this afternoon, Karma kept walking back and forth in the rig, crying loudly, and then jumping up in the front window to see when I was coming home.

Tonight’s dinner was Jan’s great BCTs (Bacon, Cheese, and Tomato) sandwiches, along with another salad. Then for dessert it was a square of the Sopapilla Cheesecake she made yesterday.

I also posted the recipe for Jan’s Crockpot Spaghetti and Meatballs under the Jan’s Favorite Recipes dropdown. A quick, easy, and delicious meal.

After supper, we watched the latest Castle from last night, and then started in on our last series left over from our gate guarding time – Fargo.

Supposedly this is last year with Stana Katic’s Beckett character on Castle, so it will interesting to see where the show goes after that. They have said they plan on continuing the series, and it does seem that they’ve set up a couple of different possible paths for the show to take.

We watched Fargo two episodes tonight, leaving us 8 more to go. There’s something really nice about being able to binge-watch a series in a couple of days, rather than stretching it out over 10 to 22 weeks.

Fargo has been renewed for a 3rd season, that will start up in early 2017.

May 3, 2017

Traveling on the Al-Can Highway . . .

We were up at 7am, later than usual, since we didn’t have much to do to get on the road. In fact we didn’t even put out the satellite dish last night, but just listened to music on our Amazon Echo.

We had a nice site that I just treated as pull-in, easy due to how the power pedestals were configured.

Of course we had to have another breakfast at the Hi-Lo Café once again, especially since it was right up the hill and we had the free tokens for coffee that we got when we checked in the RV park.

Since we both had leftovers from yesterday’s breakfast, we decided to go smaller this time.

So rather than the full waffle, we got their 1/2 waffle combos.

Still delicious, just less of it. And no leftovers to try and fit in the fridge.

The first time we ate at the Hi-Lo in 2011, I noticed this logo on their coffee cups.

When I ask about it, they said it’s true. US97 begins in Weed and runs all the way up to the Canadian border where it becomes PH97. Then PH97 runs up to Dawson Creek where it picks up the Al-Can name. The Al-Can stays US97 until it becomes PH1 as it passes from British Columbia into the Yukon Territory right before Watson Lake..

So I think they make a pretty good case.

Back at the rig we were pulling out of the park by 9:15, Jan following me in the truck so we could hook up on a side street.

Driving through the park, everything was fine and I had speedometer readings on both the dashboard and the Silverleaf.

That is, until I hit a bump. Then the problem was back.

Bummer!

Jan, as before, said other things.

So I just circled back around through town and right back into our space at the park. Looks like I was going to have to change out the sensor after all.

After I got shore power hooked up and the slide out, I walked up the hill to the office and told her that we were either back for an hour or so, or a day or so until we could get towed to Redding. She said no problem.

I did see this really nice 1949 Oldsmobile coupe parked by the office.

The emblem on the rear deck indicates that the original buyer paid the almost $200 extra cost for the optional HydraMatic automatic transmission,more than10% of the vehicle’s cost.

To make it a little easier to work under the rig I raised it up on the rear levelers as high as I could, giving me plenty of room. Next up I put a call into Jay, the Allison Tech Support guy, to ask him a question.

“When I pull this sensor out, am I going to have 150° Transynd pouring out on my head?”

He said, “Good question. I don’t know. Let me check.” And when he came back, he said, “No problem. It’s dry in there.”

Glad to know that I don’t have to worry about that.

Gathering all my needed tools, I was under the rig at 10:10 and done at 10:45.

The only slowdown was that I had to come out from under the rig to get my 18” cheater pipe from the truck to break the bolt loose.

Pulling the old one out, I smeared a little oil from the O-ring on the old one to the new one, stuck it in, and then tighten the bolt back in place.

So now for the big test. Either on to Bend, OR, or towed to Redding, CA in disgrace.

After I got cleaned up, we were pulling out of the park by 11:30 with Jan again following me in the truck. I told her that if it was working, I was going to make several loops (about 1/2 mile each) around the town. If the problem returned I would just pull back into the RV park.

Otherwise I would go round and round a few times until I was satisfied, and then pull back into the large parking lot where we were parked yesterday when we drove the truck to Redding for the part. Then we would hitch up there and get on US97 for Bend.

And even though I was deliberately hitting bumps, the problem never returned. And it never returned during our 4 hour trip up to Bend, 195 miles north. Smooth as silk.

We got in to the Bend/Sunriver Thousand Trails about 3:30, parked the rig in the big lot, and drove the truck around looking for a site. We found a nice one with 50 amp and water, and what I though was a good satellite shot. But no luck on that front so far.

The last time we were here in 2013 all these front sites had sewer hookups, but no longer. The caps are sealed at the sites, and the literature says several times that there are no sewer sites available. Guess they must have had problems with their septic system.

Wrapping up, I found it really funny that all of the techs I talked during this recent transmission unpleasantness were amazed that I was actually working on this problem without hooking it up to a diagnostic computer first.

“How will you know what’s really wrong with it?”

As I said yesterday, I was very, very happy to hear it was a sensor problem. Sensor problems are easy. 95% of the time it’s one of two things – bad connector/wiring and a bad sensor. That’s it.

And I always play the odds.

In addition, I really wanted to keep the rig out of the shop. The one time our rig was in the shop was in 2012 when we were coming into Los Cruces, NM and the engine just quit running.

Towed into a Rush Truck Center, I was already down $500 just in diagnostic costs by the time they found the actual problem. That turned out to be a sensor on the fuel line feeding into the fuel injection system. Another sensor.

Then it was another $200 to actually fix the problem. But in the meantime they’re finding a lot of other stuff that “really needs to taken care of.” And some of it I did do.

But if I had done everything they suggested it would have been a little over 7 grand. As it was, my bill was almost $3000.00.

Hopefully tomorrow will be a little less hectic.

May 3, 2018

Never in the Right Place . . .

at the Right Time!

Yesterday, on I-70 in Indianapolis, IN, the back doors of a Brinks truck flew open and what seems to have been hundreds of thousand of dollars scattered across the highway.

Just our luck not to be in Indiana.

Several people have asked about the LED’s that I spec’d for my 50 amp tester design, and why 3 of them.

Well, I couldn’t buy just one, and besides they were only $5.48 for the trio. But more importantly, they fit perfectly in the existing hole in the box. And 220VAC LED’s aren’t all that available either. And you’ve got your pick of colors.

I updated my truck’s Garmin GPS a couple of days ago, somewhere around 2.6 GB is size. But I’m always disappointed that I have no idea what the updates are for. I mean, did I just spend 2 hours and 2.6 GB of date to update back alleys in Saskatchewan and dirt roads in Tijuana? At least give us a list of cities or states that are updated.

I made a few more reservations this morning for our upcoming June/July trip to Illinois and Alabama. The only one left is one for the Jackson MS area for our trip on the way to IL.

The only one I’ve found in the vicinity is about 10 miles south of Jackson, the Swinging Bridge RV Park in Byram. But I’m still looking before I make a final decision.

I’m also still looking at my possible battery upgrade using heavy-duty model made for farm equipment, this Deka 12V 1005 Amp Farm Equipment battery.

Someone asked me if the cables would match up since the Deka has its connections at one end. And the answer is probably not. But that’s not really a problem

Several years ago I had a battery cable break off at the connector due to vibration and was pointed to a nearby West Marine location. There you can cut your own lengths of the 00 gauge cable needed. They also have the solid copper connectors and the heavy-duty crimping equipment necessary to install the connectors.

Our mailman told us this afternoon that they have no idea where my missing keyboard is, so I ordered a new one. Now to figure out how to get reimbursed for the missing one.

May 3, 2019

“Ve Know Vher . . .

Melk, Austria 5/3/2019

Our ship left Vienna last night a little before 11pm and when we went up to breakfast this morning at 7am, it was very foggy, with castle after castle appearing out of the mist.

Even this one, that I’m pretty sure must have been home to Dracula at one time. Perched high on a mountain crag, and partially obscured by the clouds, he certainly would have felt right at home.

Especially since it looks like the only way to get up there is by bat.

And of course the many churches. Many, many churches. Just church after church after church.

It’s amazing they had time to do anything else besides build churches. And FWIW these are all in the Baroque style.

And it becomes more impressive the closer you get.

Amazingly this place has been an functioning Benedictine abbey for over 900 years.

It’s really hard to express how beautiful this place, almost overwhelmingly so. But two things bothered me about the visit.

Second, adding even more to the ‘tourist attraction’ feel, is that you exit the tour . . . through the gift shop.

Getting back to the drop-off point for the 200 yard walk back to where our ship was docked, we noticed the high water marks from the Danube flooding the area.

Especially interesting was the one from August 15, 1501.

And just behind this restaurant was a small RV park.

The Skirnir cast off about 4pm heading up the Danube to our next port of call, Passau. And it didn’t bode well that within the hour, it was raining fairly hard.

Dinner tonight was with our usual group, and as usual, was delicious.

We started off with a real favorite of ours, a Wedge Salad.

And when they put bacon on theirs, it’s two whole strips, not some measly crumbles.

For the entrée, Jan had the Broiled Herb Marinated Jumbo Shrimp with Baby Vegetables,

while I got the Krustenbraten, which is Crispy Pork Loin, marinated in beer, with potato pancakes and Steamed Cabbage.

Then for dessert we both got the Lime Cake, with white chocolate and raspberry sauce.

This place is dangerous to your waistline.

And I hadn’t had any luck locating a computer store near any of our stops to pick one up, so I ask Guest Services if they might had a spare that I could borrow, and they said they would check.

But I’m not taking any chances. I’m definitely be returning it before we disembark.

Finishing up, the last blog I posted took over 3 hours of starting and stopping to get it uploaded. So we’ll see how long this one takes.

More Tomorrow from the Blue (grayish, green) Danube.

May 3, 2022

2 Holes or 4 Holes . . .

One of the items on my repair list of things to fix while Jan is gone this week is a toilet problem. The 2 rear bolts will no longer tighten down. And I thought the flange may have cracked.

So this morning I spent about 30 minutes disconnecting and pulling the toilet. And as I had thought the flange was broken out on one side and cracked on the other.

First thing I looked at was a flange repair kit, but all the ones I found locally were the newer 2 hole mounting, not the 4 hole ones like mine.

When I replaced the toilet the first time back in 2010, the new toilet had only two holes and required a special mounting adapter plate to make it work with the 4 hole flange in the rig.

Then when I replace it again in February 2021, it was back to a 4 hole model. I wish Dometic would make up their mind.

So now I decided to just pull and replace the flange, and quickly ran into a problem.

When I tried to remove the screws holding it in place, there weren’t any. The screw holds were empty. And a little checking online told me why. The flanges and the downpipe are epoxied in place. So it’s not coming out without serious surgery.

So now I’m looking at other ideas for patching the flange. I think I might be to use part of one of the repair kits to just patch the rear two holes. So I spent some time in the Plumbing aisle at Lowe’s this afternoon getting parts for several different ideas I have.

I also got a ball valve and a coupling to screw into the open water feed to the toilet. That way I’ll still be able to take showers until I get it fixed.

Stay tuned.

May 2, 2023 Uncategorized

Walking On . . .

Lunch today was at Walk-On’s Sports Bistreaux once again. They just opened on last Monday, and it’s quickly become a new favorite of ours.

The décor is pretty much the standard for Sports Bars, but the food is even better.

So good, in fact, that we pretty much had the same thing we had last Tuesday.

Jan got the Tuscan Chicken with Double Green Beans instead of Rice, and a Side Salad.

And I once again got the Avery Island Salad, with Blackened Shrimp. Just as delicious as last time.

Finishing up with lunch, we stopped off at the office to drop off an Amazon order that had come in, and then it was on down to our area for our weekly WalMart stuff.

While we were there I came across something I didn’t realize still existed – Polaroid cameras and film.

I guess I kind of figured that with the advent of cellphone cameras and inkjet color printers, Polaroid would have faded away. But apparently not.

Thought for the Day:

Complaining about a problem without proposing a solution is called whining.

Since I know a few of you don’t make it all the way down through the Retro-Blogs™, I thought I’d repost up here our time on our European Viking River Cruise today in 2019.

May 2, 2019

You Probably Shouldn’t Order The Cheesecake…

Vienna 5/2/2019

We docked in Vienna about 6pm last night, so we were all ready to go this morning for our 4 hour excursion of Panoramic Vienna starting at 9am.

Our bus dropped us off in front of the Kunsthistoriches Museum Wien, or the Vienna Art History Museum. All of these excursions are guided by locals, and we have radio headsets that allow us to hear him with no problems.

I wish we’d had more time to just wander from room to room, taking in all the fabulous artwork.

But we had to move on, next to the Hofburg Palace, winter residence to the Hapsburgs, the rulers of the Holy Roman Empire from 1438 to 1740.

But the Hofburg Palace has another claim to fame. It’s also the home of the world-famous Spanish Riding School and the Lipizzaner Stallions.

And below is either one very long horse or two regular ones.

Next up on our tour was St. Peter’s Catholic Church, which is right downtown. Built in the Baroque style (sadly enough, we can now tell you the difference between Gothic, Renaissance, Romanesque and Baroque architecture, and expound on the cultural differences that gave rise to each style) and consecrated in 1733, it replaced a series of churches on this location that have been built here since the Early Middle Ages, including one dedicated by Charlemagne around 800 A.D.

The main part of our tour finished up in front to the main square and the beautiful St. Stephen’s Cathedral. Built in a combination of Gothic and Romanesque styles (see I told you we knew the difference), it was constructed over a period of 200 years, starting around 1150 A.D.

And like other places, there are indications of religious buildings here since Early Roman times. Once they find a place they like, they don’t let go of it.

It’s really hard to imagine that they were building structures like this almost 1000 years ago. Personally I think Ancient Aliens are involved.

Since we now had some free time before the bus picked us, we decided to check out some of the Viennese specialties – pastries, of course. And coffee.

Several people had recommend Aida’s, right across the square from St. Stephen’s, so we thought we give it a try. And since they’ve been right here on this same corner since 1903, they must be doing something right.

We had so many choices it was hard to decide, but we finally went with a Cremeschnitte,

and the Viennese specialty, Sacher Torte. Probably the most famous of Viennese pastries, it’s made with Chocolate Sponge Cake, Apricot Jam Filling, and Dark Chocolate Icing, along with a serving of unsweetened Whipped Cream.

Delicious.

Of course it wouldn’t be complete with a cup of Viennese coffee, in this case a Mélange,

made with an espresso shot served in a large coffee cup topped with steamed milk and milk foam. Very strong and very good.

Looking through the multi-page menu, I came across this ad for cheesecake.

At least I think that’s what they’re advertising. They certainly don’t have any ads using scantily-clad young women.

Getting back to the ship and grabbing a quick bite for lunch, we went forward to sit out on the Aquavit Terrace that overhangs the bow of the ship,

giving us a view like this.

Dinner is served at 7pm, with only one ‘seating’, and no assigned tables. We’ve accumulated a group of 6 or 7 couples that we all kind of rotate through. And a pretty diverse group it is.

Starting on the left, Rob and Marie are from Perth, Australia, Jim and Deborah are from San Francisco, Larry and Artis are from Illinois, and of course Jan is from wherever we’re parked.

Jan and I both had the Caesar Salad, (lucky me, I got her anchovies since she doesn’t like them),

and the Stir-Fried Beef Tenderloin with rice.

For dessert, Jan got the Raspberry Sorbet,

while I got the Chocolate Bombe.

Sometimes these desserts are almost too pretty to eat. But just almost.

A few notes to wrap up.

Smoking here is about 20 years behind the US. It seems like about 50% of the people smoke, though many businesses are no smoking.

So far I’ve not had any trouble using my debit/credit cards over here, whether for purchases or getting Forints or Euros from an ATM. Hope it holds true the rest of the trip.

I’ve only had one small emergency at work, that luckily I was able to fix remotely. Our online website order processing system decided to lock everyone out, but I always have a backdoor to get in and reset all the passwords. Crossing my fingers that that is the only problem I have in the next few weeks.

It takes me about 90 minutes to upload a blog post due to all the photos and the slow connection. And it’s not helped by the fact that every time we go through a lock, our satellite data connection is lost and the signal drops out.

So I have to keep trying until it all makes it through.

May 2, 2009

Resting up…

Today we didn’t do much. Still trying to rest up from our pretty much non-stop visit to Disney World.

I’m back working on the engine AC belt again. After replacing the tensioner pulley a few weeks ago I thought I had the problem fixed. But it shed the belt again after about 300 miles so I think I’ve still got an alignment problem. I’ll try another shim and see if that helps.

Since we spent last summer in Alaska this is the first time we’ve really needed the engine AC.

We went to a new restaurant for supper this evening. It’s called Sweet Tomatoes and we really enjoyed it. It’s a Salad, Soup, Bakery, and Dessert buffet that’s really good. We’ll go back.

May 2, 2010

Hearst Castle…

We left the rig about 9 am heading for San Simeon and Hearst Castle about 180 miles away. We stopped for lunch about noon in Paso Robles at Big Bubba’s Bad BBQ. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t great either. The real problem is that we didn’t think their sauce was very good.

Famous Dave’s BBQ is much better, as well as Sonny’s BBQ, a restaurant chain in the Southeast. And, of course, Central Texas BBQ in Pearland, TX, and Rudy’s BBQ is Austin, and…well, I guess we just like southern BBQ better than California BBQ.

And don’t forget Big Daddy’s Northernmost Southern BBQ in Fairbanks, AK. Man, it was good! Even in Alaska, it’s still southern BBQ, so it counts.

We got to Hearst Castle about 1:15 pm for our 2 pm tour. We’d made reservations on the Internet to be sure we wouldn’t have any problems getting in after that long drive.

While we waiting for our bus ride up to the Castle, I took some pictures from the Observation Deck in back of the Visitor’s Center.

This is what it looked like at 18X mag.

And this is how far it actually is from the road. That’s it at the top of the hill in the very center of the picture.

And this is what the hills look like in the area.

The driveway leading up to the Castle is 5 miles long and takes about 15 minutes. You go from about 50 feet elevation to 1700 feet at the top of the hill.

This is the entrance we saw as we got off the bus. Pretty impressive.

And looking back from the front this is what we saw. You can see part of the road here.

They even have their own cellphone tower up here. This is the first one I’ve seen where the camouflage actually seems to work. That’s it in the center with the thick trunk.

We were real impressed by this entrance until we found out this is the entrance to one of the three guest houses. Wow!

And here’s two of the four bedrooms in this guest house.

And here’s another view down the mountain from the guest house. Our tour guide said “it’s one thing to have a great view. It’s another thing to OWN the view.”

At one time William Randolph Hearst owned 50 miles of coastline along here. Now they only own 19 miles. Bummer!

There are gardens and fruit trees everywhere.

Next we saw the Outdoor Pool, one of two on the estate. This was really incredible!

You can rent this pool for a pool party for you and 49 friends for two hours for the small sum of $2500.00

Walking toward the entrance to the main house we saw this Egyptian statue. It’s the oldest piece of artwork on the estate. It’s from the 18th dynasty, or about 3500 years old. That’s older than King Tut, or older than Moses.

This is the beautiful front of the “Casa Grande” or Great House, along with another beauty.

And here are the towers on top. The place is so big it’s hard to get it all in one picture.

Here’s the living room.

Here’s a close up of the wooden panels in the in living room ceiling. They’re from a Italian castle and are over 600 year old.

Next was the dining room. Looks like something out of King Arthur.

The main house has over 12,000 sq.ft. of… closets. There is a total of 73,000 sq.ft. of usable space in the house. This is the parlor.

The last stop on our tour was the indoor pool.

And yes, that’s 22 kt gold fused into every tile, on the walls, the ceiling, and the bottom of the pool.

Leaving the indoor pool area, we boarded our bus and headed back down the hill. On the way we couldn’t help but compare the Hearst Castle with the Biltmore in Asheville, NC that we visited last year.

To me, the biggest difference was that at the Biltmore, we were not allowed to take any photos at all, of any kind. So we really have no record of our visit, except for the outside of the house. At Hearst Castle, as long as we didn’t use flash, there was no problem.

After we got back down the hill to the Visitor’s Center, we watched a 40 minute movie about the design and construction of Hearst Castle. One surprising fact was that the entire place was designed by a woman, Julia Morgan, who also supervised the construction.

Leaving the movie theater we headed over to the gift shop for a quick walk-thru. On the way there we passed the sales booth for Hearst Ranch Beef. The Hearst family still runs one of the largest beef ranches in California, and sells their beef around the world.

Leaving Hearst Castle we traveled about 5 miles north to the Elephant Seal viewing area. Parking and walking over to the fence and looking down, we saw this.

And we’re thinking “Neat. Elephant Seals”

Then we turn our heads and look north a little further up the beach and it’s “OMG! It’s wall-to-wall elephant seals as far as the eye can see. They look like they’re dead, but they’re just heavy sleepers.

These guys are big, and surprisingly fast. And they bite too!

Also, flying overhead, was a flight of pelicans, one of Jan’s favorite animals.

Leaving the seals, we drove 30 miles south to Morro Bay to spend the night. We checked into the Pacific Shores Inn and then went to dinner right on the bay at The Galley Seafood Restaurant. Jan said it was probably the best fried shrimp she had ever had. And I had a salad that was delicious.

This is the view from the restaurant.

And this is Morro Rock that rests right out in the middle of the bay. It’s 581 feet tall and was first charted by Juan Rodriguez Cabrillo in 1542. It’s actually a volcanic plug that was formed when lava hardened in the vent of an ancient volcano about 20 million years ago.

After dinner we stopped next door at Crills II for cinnamon buns for breakfast. Friends had recommended them and we had to give them a try.

Then it was back to the motel for the night. Tomorrow we’re going to drive down the coast a little further, maybe as far as Santa Barbara, before heading back home.

May 2, 2011

Landon vs. Kitty . . .

We were rudely awakened this morning by the guy parked right behind us warming up his diesel engine for 45 FREAKING minutes.

I’ve been to a couple of rally’s where Cummins’ engineers have told us that you don’t need to warm up or cool down your engine anything like that.

As far as warm up, Cummins says that my regimen is perfect. If it’s been colder than about 40 degrees, I’ve had my engine block heater plugged in overnight, above 40 I don’t worry about it.

When everything else is ready to go except for disconnecting from shore power. I start the engine, and as soon as the oil pressure is up to normal (about 10 seconds) I put the engine into high idle by pressing the Increase Speed button on the Cruise Control. This brings the engine up to about 1000 rpm. (Your coach may differ)

Next I start the levelers coming up which also starts the airbags inflating. I then go outside, disconnect shore power, and stow the cord.

Finally I do a walk-around to double-check that everything is ready to go. By this time the coach is up on the airbags and off we go.

As far as cool down, Cummins says that if you’ve just spent 5 or 10 minutes putt-putting along getting to the park and getting to your site, that’s all you need. Otherwise don’t idle for more than about 5 minutes or so.

You don’t need 45 FREAKING minutes. So there.

After getting back to sleep, I got up about 10:15 and got the coffee started while Jan heated up the last of the delicious homemade banana bread.

Then Jan brought me up to speed on the morning’s phone calls.

Our daughter Brandi called about 9 to to let us know that Landon had achieved a new milestone.

He ate his first mouthful of dirt! I guess he liked because it didn’t seem to slow him down.

I’ve mentioned Landon and Kitty in a standoff over Kitty’s toys. And yes, Kitty is a 105 pound Black Lab.

Kitty’s contest-winning move seems to be to cover the toy in dog slobber hoping this will deter Landon. But when this doesn’t work, Kitty just takes it over to the dog bed and lays on it.

A little later our friend Gina Ellis called to check in and she and Jan had a good talk.

A little before 12 Jan fixed us a lunch of wonderful Mexican food

Then after a short nap we headed down to Wal-Mart for some shopping. Since we had cold stuff we came back to the rig to drop things off, before heading back to to have dinner at a Popeye’s Chicken before getting home about 6 pm.

May 2, 2012

Sales Day . . .

Apparently at this Marathon site, Monday is Sales Day. At our earlier gate, it was Tuesday and Thursday. Don’t know yet if they have more than one day a week here yet.

Sale Day is when all the sales people come into the site to try and sell their products and services to the “Company Man”. He’s the head guy over the entire site, in this cases, from Marathon Oil. At our last site it was Petrohawk.

Anyway, they seem to have a better class of sales people here, or at least cuter. All we got for sales people with Petrohawk was grizzled old oil guys. But here, like in the pharmaceutical industry, a number of cute young women called on the Company Man on Monday.

Don’t know if they sold anything, but the view was certainly better. BTW I get to talk about the cute sales women since Jan gets to talk about the cute guy oilfield workers. Turnabout is fair play.

FWIW, there’s a day Company Man and a night Company Man, but both of them live onsite. They seem to only leave to get groceries and the like.

Since this is a 24 hour gate we’re working longer hours, but not 12 in a row. I work from 2pm to 6pm and Jan works from 6pm to 11pm. Then I take over at 11pm and work till 7am. Then Jan finishes up with a 7am to 2pm shift.

So I work an 8 hour shift and a 4 hour shift, and Jan works a 7 and a 5.

The work is certainly not hard, and kind of entertaining in a way, watching the drilling rig operate and all the different trucks come in. All we do is write down the name, company, license plate number, and time when a vehicle enters. Then when they leave, we write down the time and if they were injured on site while here. This is something that we didn’t have to do with Petrohawk.

For all this hard work we make $1000 every 8 days ($125/day).

And we do have a nice view.

The last few nights it’s been kind of cool here, cool enough to make me put on a jacket. The temp has been in the low 70’s, but with the constant wind, the wind chill makes it much cooler.

Last night they must have had a problem on the rig because alarms started going off and guys came running out of the trailers and up the tall stairs to the rig control room.

But after a few minutes, the alarm stopped and everyone went back to bed.

That’s about it for today, Another wonderful day in the life of an oilfield gate guard.

May 2, 2013

No, We Won’t . . .

It sounds strange, but it looks like we came to Las Vegas to cool off. The low last night was 54 and it barely made it to 80 today, about 20 degrees cooler than it was in Apache Junction last week. By Monday we’re supposed to get some rain with a high of 73. Very nice.

And it was cool enough last night to turn off the AC and open the windows, so it made for nice sleeping weather.

After coffee and a quiet morning, Jan and I headed out for the afternoon about 2pm. Our first stop was a nearby CVS for some things, and then it was on to our ultimate destination, Lindo Michoacan, our favorite Mexican restaurant in Las Vegas.

We discovered it in 2010, came back in 2011, and it was our very first place to eat on this trip. It’s been voted Best Mexican Food in Las Vegas since 2004. And it’s a well-deserved award.

Located on a hill in Henderson, the wall-to-wall windows give you a great view of the Vegas skyline.

Jan tried their Shrimp Chili Rellenos, and I had my usual Pork Carnitas a la Coca-Cola. You can’t believe how good this is.

The Coke gives it a little bit of a caramel taste that combined with the pork chunks makes for a great taste.

Heading toward home, we made a stop at the Camping World down in Henderson where I was looking for some cabinet latches, and then on to an Albertson’s where Jan was looking for a special salad dressing. Neither of us were successful.

But it did wrap up a very nice day.

May 2, 2014

We decided to go for Mild Discomfort this time . . .

First off, Jan and I want to thank everyone for their good wishes and prayers. We’re really sorry that we’ll have to miss the upcoming Escapade, and of course, we won’t be able to give our Gate Guarding seminar. But next year’s Escapade will be in Tucson, AZ starting March 8th, 2015, and we plan to be there.

Once again this morning Jan and I, and Mister, of course, sat outside and had our coffee and the last of the Hruska’s kolaches that we got the other night when we had hamburgers there. But it was warming up pretty fast and we finally came in after a short time.

Jan had been waiting for a call from the oncologist to get an appointment for any possible treatment recommendations. And of course they had to call while I was on the phone with my niece Darby, updating her on the Chinese Consulate visa situation.

When Jan did call the oncologist’s office she ended up playing phone tag for a while until they finally called back about 2:30 and set Jan’s appointment for next Friday, May 9th.

Of course this eliminates our last-ditch leave date of Wednesday, May 7th to be able to make the Escapade in Goshen. But it always was a slim chance, anyway.

I checked with Fantastic Fan about the replacement lift motor they were sending me, and found out it was going to be delivered to Brandi’s today. So our delay in leaving means we’ll be able to get the part before we leave, and also we’ll be able pick up the Chinese visas from the Consulate on Wednesday.

About 4:15 Jan and I headed out for dinner. On our way we stopped off at the park office to pay up on my 50 amp fees here at the park. When we checked in we planned on leaving for Elkhart today, so I only paid for 11 days instead of the full 14 we were registered for. So I wanted to stop off and pay for the remaining 3 days.

That done, we headed up to Ellinger to Peters BBQ to have the Friday Night BBQ and Seafood Buffet one last time. Figured since we had to stay here extra days, we might as well enjoy it as much as possible.

Well, I guess ‘enjoy’ is a relative word. Last Friday night we ‘enjoyed’ it so much that we hurt afterwards. So this time we decided to go for just Mild Discomfort and didn’t go back for seconds. But then what’s the use of going to a buffet, if you don’t do seconds.

It’s a real quandary.

Now that things have settled down, I’m probably going to try to install the new slideout shear pin, along with a few other chores around the rig. Though we didn’t head out to Elkhart today, we still have to move back to the Lake Conroe Thousand Trails on Monday, our 3rd visit this year.

Actually when all of this started, I booked us back and forth between Colorado River and Lake Conroe all the way through the end of August, since we didn’t know at the time how this was going to play out. So as soon as we finally hit the road, probably next Saturday or Sunday, I’ll go online and cancel all the rest of the reservations.

May 2, 2015

Jan Did Good!

Jan had wanted to try out the Breakfast Buffet at Boulder Station so we headed out about 9:45, and as usual, we had about a 30 minute wait to get a table.

I’m still unsure about the business model here. The amount of customers that it takes Boulder Station 30 to 40 minutes to seat, could be handled by Golden Corral or Ryan’s in 10 minutes or less. So what’s up with that?

As you’re standing in line, you can look in at all the tables and see that a third or more of them are empty, with many of them with dirty dishes still on them. It appears that they really don’t have busboys (buspeople?), and the waitresses have to clean them off.

You do see some restaurants who slow down seating people to keep the kitchen from getting overwhelmed. But that’s not the problem here, because there’s always plenty of room for more people on the buffet, and plenty of food also.

The real holdup is that they seat guests individually, one group at a time, instead of letting everyone find their own table, like at Golden Corral or Ryan’s. And of course, the waitresses have to clean a table so someone can be seated there.

The only advantage that I can see for them to do it this way, is that it allows them to have the separate entrance line set up to give high rollers (people who have the higher grade privilege cards) expedited access to the buffet. So maybe that’s it.

So hire some people bus the tables and let people seat themselves. That’s my solution, but then they didn’t ask me. They never do.

But Boulder Station made up for our frustration by this.

Leaving the Buffet Jan decided she wanted to play the Megabucks Slot Machine again. So we put in $21 which would give us 7 $3 plays. When she was down to $12, she won a $30 jackpot, then two $15 ones in a row, and then several more, finally getting her total up to $105.

At that point, knowing when to quit, unlike 99% of the other gamblers here, she hit the “Cash Out” button and she was done.

$84 richer. Neat.

Leaving the Casino, we drove down Boulder Hwy to the Wal-Mart so Jan could get her hair cut. She really liked the finished product and wants to recommend Kayla if you’re in LV and need your hair done.

Getting back to the rig, I decided a nap was in order, which turned out to be a good idea. Later, about 4:30pm we drove down to the Sunset area to have dinner at a Marie Calendar’s we passed the other day. They’ve always been one of our favorite places to eat, but we just don’t find them often enough.

Jan got the Double Shrimp Pasta along with a salad,

while I went with my favorite California Chicken Waldorf Salad.

It’s got baby greens and romaine lettuce tossed with a balsamic vinaigrette, along with apples, pineapple, strawberries, dried cranberries, gorgonzola cheese, caramelized pecans, and topped with chicken Waldorf salad.

Delicious.

Our meals were large enough that we both had leftovers, and even that didn’t leave us enough room for pie. So we got it to go.

You can’t go to Marie Calendar’s and not get pie.

Leaving there, it was right down the street for more food. We wanted to stop off at El Pollo Loco and get a couple of dinners to go, This is for meals next week while we’re back at the Verde Valley Thousand Trails for about a week or so.

Which leads me to the fact that today was our last day here in LV. Tomorrow we’ll make the 305 mile trip back to Verde Valley, stopping off to get diesel right down the road before we get out of town.

We always have a great time here, and this visit was no exception. Viva Las Vegas!

May 2, 2016

A Nice Day and Good Food . . .

Another day slaving over a hot keyboard . . . well, I guess it’s hard to call it ‘slaving’ when I really enjoy it.

The client really liked the wheel logo that I did for his website www.ezekieltransport.com

The one I did for the website has a transparent background so the grey doesn’t show.

I also did a few favicons for the site.

‘Favicons’ are the small logos that many websites have that shows up in front of their name in the browser tab. Here’s the ones for Facebook and Pinterest.

You’re only allowed 32 x 32 pixels so you don’t have a lot to work with.

The client now just has to pick from one of the three.

Neither of us ever left the rig today, with the day partly cloudy and the high only about 70 degrees, so a very nice day.

Jan was in a baking mode, so she whipped up another batch of the Sopapilla Cheesecake that she made last week.

These are very good, and very easy to make.

Then while she was at it, she started a new batch of the Alabama Fire Crackers using the same bag of spices for the last batch.

She just added a little more oil, added the crackers, and lightly shook them up. Then you let them set aside to soak up the spices, turning them every hour for 4 or 5 hours.

For dinner tonight, we started off with a salad dressed with a modified version of a recipe Jan got last week from Lynn Cross. We used lime juice instead of lemon (the lemons didn’t look very good at the store) and added a little honey for sweetness. Really good.

Then for dinner, we finished up the last of the Crockpot Spaghetti and Meatballs from the other night. I’ve had some requests so I’ll be posting that recipe in the next day or so.

Now that we’re back at Colorado River, it’s nice to see that the recent 4G XLTE upgrade has settled down. When it first showed up a month or so ago, it was blazin’ fast for about week, then after a few days it crashed and burned, showing more 3G than 4G speeds.

And my 3G AirCard, which had jumped up to almost 3 Mbps, dropped down to less than 1 Mbps. But now it’s back up to 2.5+ Mbps. Nice.

A very nice day, and hopefully tomorrow will be more of the same.

May 2, 2017

May You Live In Interesting Times . . .

There’s a reason this is considered a Chinese curse, though it’s apocryphal in its origins.

And today was very ‘interesting’, though it started out nice.

First up though, I’ve fixed the photo problem on yesterday’s blog, so you can scroll down and see all the pretty pictures. I don’t know what happened, but I’m pretty sure it had something to do the WordPress database problem I had last night.

Wanting to get to bed a little early, I had the blog ready to go about 11pm, but it wouldn’t . . . go, that is.When I tried to upload it, it kept telling me it couldn’t write to the database. Now weird things happen sometime, maybe Godaddy updating the WordPress software at the same time, etc. But after waiting about 30 minutes with no luck, I put a call in to Godaddy.

Talking to the support guy, and trying some things, I found I couldn’t make ANY changes to the blog at all. I could read old posts just fine, I just couldn’t write new files to it.

The support guy suggested I restore from backups back to yesterday’s blog, basically just overwriting the entire blog, over 3000 posts,and 1000’s of photos and comments..

So with a loud GULP I hit the Restore button.

The progress immediately jumped to 70% and then stayed there, never moving. So after about 30 more minutes, I went to bed.

When I got up at 6:30 I found the restore had finished and the blog was still functional, so I click the Publish button and away it went. And a minute or so later it was done.

BUT . . .

being in a hurry I neglected to look over the new blog post, so I didn’t notice the photo problem. That became apparent when I started getting emails while we were at breakfast, but I had already shut down the computer at the rig, so it would have to wait.

Now back to this morning.

We were up at 6:30am, got everything pretty much ready to roll, and then were out the door about 7:30, heading to the Hi-Lo Café a couple of miles away in downtown Weed.

The Hi-Lo Café, opened in 1951, was the pattern for the Black Bear Diner. The first one was down the road in Mt. Shasta City and started by the original owner’s daughter and her husband. Then when they got divorced, she kept the Hi-Lo and he got the Black Bear Diner. Which has grown to over 100 locations since then.

But still only one HI-Lo. And last year the 3rd generation of the family took over.

Jan and I pretty much had the same thing for breakfast. This is my version, a Bacon Belgian Waffle, two strips of bacon, and two eggs over medium.

Jan’s had a plain waffle, two strips of bacon, and eggs hard scrambled. Both delicious.

Heading home I got a couple of good shots of a lenticular cloud over Mt. Shasta.

In the second one, the clouds are rolling down the sides of the mountain like water over a dam. Stunning.

But Mt. Shasta is famous for its clouds. Here’s a couple from the Internet.

Just WOW!

Getting back the park I finished getting us ready to go. As you can tell I had pulled into the site backwards so we could see Mt. Shasta out the windshield.

Due to our rig’s first owner ordering the ‘extra long power cord’ this is never a problem for us.

We were out of the park by 9:15 and heading for the Flying J a few hundred yards away. Across the road we could see the burned out remains of Silva’s BBQ.

We’ve eaten here several times and it was always good, so it’s a shame it’s not around anymore. They had a grease fire in a vent hood back in Nov. and that was it.

We were dieseled up, hooked up and pulling out of the Flying J by 9:45, a little ahead of schedule for a change. But that didn’t last long.

As we started to turn on the I-5 entrance feeder, I noticed the rig was kind of lugging, not accelerating like it should. It was quickly evident that problem was that the transmission was stuck in 1st gear and wouldn’t upshift to 2nd. Then I happened to move my head a bit and saw a Check Trans light on the panel. I didn’t see it at first because it was blocked by the steering wheel.

No other alarms, no Check Engine light, no nothing. Just the Check Trans light. It was obvious that I was stuck in the ‘infamous’ Limp Mode.

So I tried the simplest thing first. I shut the engine off, let it set for a few minutes, and then started back up.

OK, no warming light. That’s good.

But as soon as I was moving a few miles per hour, the light came back on.

Bummer!

Jan however, said some other words.

So next I checked the transmission fluid. It was at the lower part of the OK range, but I added a little TransSyn to be sure.

And again, no luck. Still stuck.

I did use my Silverleaf Computer Display to check for any fault codes, but nothing showed up.

So now I was on the phone to Spartan, my chassis manufacturer, to see what they might have to contribute. But not a lot, but they send me on to Allison Tech Support.

Now I have known for a while that my rig’s Allison transmission is kind of an oddball. I think it kind of straddles a model revision, or something. For example, according to my transmission’s serial number, I should be able to check the transmission’s fluid level from the console, but I can’t.

I’ve had several techs tell me I must not be doing it right, and proceed to show me how. But apparently they weren’t doing it right either.

The Allison tech told me to check for transmission fault codes by turning the key on, and then pressing the upshift/downshift buttons together, twice.

And I got nothing. So I turned the key off and back on, and then did it again.

Again nothing. But I did notice that something flashed in between the first and second presses. So I turned the key off and on, and pressed just once. And now I had the code display.

But no error codes were showing.

As we were talking and checking some other stuff, he had me crank the engine up, and for some reason I decided to try the code thing again.

And this time I had an error code, a 2-5-1-1.

So between the number of presses needed and the fact that the engine has to be running to read codes, are just two more weird things about my transmission.

The tech told me that the code meant that the rig was getting no output speed info from the Output Speed Sensor. And I was VERY glad to hear this, because a bad sensor was something I could possibly replace or fix myself.

The tech was kind of surprised I wanted to crawl under the rig and work on this myself. He doesn’t know me very well, does he.

He suggested I check the sensor physically to see if it was still connected and didn’t look damaged from road debris, etc. So under the rig I went with my work pads.

And this is what I found.

It looked OK, but I wanted to pull it apart and clean it, in case it was just bad connection. So I sprayed the area with Awesome and wiped it down, and then unsnapped the connector.

The wires looked good, so I sprayed both the socket and the plug with Strike Hold, let it sit for a few minutes, and then put it back together.

Now I was really confident I had fixed the problem. I mean Strike Hold will fix anything and everything, right? So I rolled out from under the rig, eager to give it a try.

Since I was working on the road side of the coach I set my step ladder along the side of the road to deter any close shaves. They might not have a problem running over me, but they probably don’t want to scratch their paint hitting the step ladder.

And yeah, I’ve got some cones somewhere, but they just run over those too. I mean, look at all the dead cones you see, the life crushed out of them, their faded orange carcasses littering the highway.

But back inside and moving out, I still had the problem. So Plan B. We’ll limp along the shoulder until we get to the next exit, for downtown Weed, and then park in a large lot that I had seen, and then I’d regroup. And that’s what we did.

And along the way I noticed something new. I had no speed information on either my dashboard speedometer or my Silverleaf. And I had no odometer readings either.

So getting parked I was back on the phone with Spartan. I called them because they know both systems. Allison knows the transmissions, Cummins knows the engines, but Spartan knows both, or at least how they interface. And I wanted to know if the dashboard speedometer got its data from that the transmission sensor.

And yes it did.

Now I was on the phone to the nearest Allison shop, which was down in Redding 65 miles south. And yes, they did have the part in stock for $85 plus tax. So after unhitching, and parking the rig in the far corner, we were off for Redding..

I figured that replacing this sensor was my last shot at avoiding a 65 mile tow and a very large repair bill. If it’s like most of these sensors, you just unplug the wire, remove the bolt, pull out the sensor, stick the new one in, then bolt, then wire. Easy Peazy.

The trip down to Redding only took a little over an hour because it’s just that . . .down. Just about the entire way. And a lot of fun curves that make Jan hiss.

Getting to the Allison parts counter, I had the same oddball problem again. The sensor that the computer said I needed, did not look like mine. That one had the plug sticking straight out, but mine is at a 90° angle.

But they finally found the right one, and $91 later we were on the way back to Weed. Getting there about 4pm I called the Bend TT to let them know we wouldn’t be coming in today and I’d let them know about tomorrow.

The above-mentioned Hi-Lo Diner, which was only about a block away, also has a motel and RV park attached, I figured I’d putt-putt down the hill and we’d spend the night there and I’d replace the sensor there. So after getting a site, off I went with Jan following in the truck.

And before I got out of the large lot, I noticed something. I had speed info on both the dash and the Silverleaf. Could it be?

And yes, out on the street, the rig upshifted smoothly to second, with no lights or other problems. I made the 1/2 mile journey to the park with no problems, evening hitting a large pothole that I held my breath, thinking the problem might return. But it was all good.

So did Strike Hold just take its time to fix the problem? Did gremlins figure that they’d had their fun at my expense? Did fate just want me to waste $91?

So what to do? Friends thought I should go ahead and replace the sensor anyway, but I guess I’m going to just roll the dice and go for it.

But we’ll see.

May 2, 2018

It’s Still Missing . . .

So Yes, our new Azio Lighted Keyboard is still missing in action, nowhere to be found.

Several people, including our regular mailman, are trying to track it down. For some reason, even though it had a tracking number, they can’t figure out who mis-delivered it. I thought that what a tracking number was for. But I guess not.

Seems like whoever ended up with it liked it so much they didn’t call the PO to report it. Hope they enjoy it . . . NOT!

On Monday I promised you a parts list for my 50 amp tester box bit somehow it got lost in the shuffle on yesterday’s blog. So here it is now.\

First off, here are the parts I got from Amazon:

50 Amp Power Cord

https://amzn.to/2rdqe5Q

Circuit Testers

https://amzn.to/2JJaIq2

Digital AC Voltmeter

https://amzn.to/2KuiCVd

220VAC LED’s

https://amzn.to/2JHLkAJ

And these parts came from our local Lowe’s:

Waterproof PVC 2 Gang Outlet Box

Southwire 3/4” Connector

2 ea. Duplex AC Outlets

Wall Plate

Be sure that your outlets and your cover plate holes match.
There are different types.

Let me know if you have any questions.

My 4 year old Interstate 6V deep cycle batteries are starting to get a little long in the tooth, so I’m looking at replacing them. But as you know by now I very often wander off the reservation and take things in a completely new direction.

Jan and I haven’t boondocked in years and probably won’t in the foreseeable future. We actually don’t have a big inverter, just a few small ones to run a couple of things while we’re traveling. And if we really need power we just start up the generator.

We really just need something that will handle the interior lights, which are mostly LED’s, for a few hour like during our power outage a week or so ago. So my thought is to not replace the expensive 6V deep cycle batteries with more of the some, but maybe something like this.

Deka 12V 1005 Amp Farm Equipment battery sold by Lowe’s. At $160 it’s the cost of just one of the four deep cycle batteries. And 1000 amps should probably handle our needs. The dimensions are slightly smaller than two of the deep cycle batteries, so fitting one in the space won’t be a problem. And if 1000 amps isn’t enough, I could just use two of them.

I’m still thinking it over so let me know your thoughts.

Tomorrow at 2pm Jan has some follow-up lab work at her doctor’s. She changed the dosage on Jan’s thyroid medication and so she want’s to see how things are doing.