hambone wrote: ↑Thu Aug 10, 2017 6:13 pm
I've seen bad/dirty VRs do this.
This has been my assumption all along, but I am hoping to do my due diligence before diving in.
SG Kent:
The belt has been releasing from the pulley perfectly since July 26, 2017, 7:37:21 AM, when I sanded both pulley halves. There *was* some "crackling" sounds that would erase instantly under a little application of WD-40. I found little deposits of belt rubber that were making the belt stick a bit as it released. No such problem plagues me now.:
Stuck in a "better" 9.5 x 900mm Continental belt while I was there. Yeah, but the fan was just beginning to cause its little racket, so I was getting a tad confused by this seamless substitution of symptoms here:
Here you can see a little glaze still on the right side of the inner pulley half:
The light brightening deal is something else as evidenced by the several seconds per "phase" of bright vs return to usual. I will drive it tonight and see what happens, fingers crossed.
But hey Rogue Cow just ate the Grapevine with nary a complaint. Photos when I upload them . . .
8:15PM PDT
Approaching the Grapevine, far off you can see the Tejon Ranch hills and the water supply for LA, there's some engineering for you:
That is Interstate 5 coming over quickly to the merge point between CA-99 and I-5:
Base of the Grapevine, we have been on a slow uphill for some time, but now the real hill climb begins:
You seriously have to plot your lane and oncoming and overtaken vehicles.
I lock in at:
The climbing lane has some trucks barely doing 30, me doing 40, some trucks behind me are doing a solid 55, and there is always the little Mario Andretti idiot doing 80 weaving in and out of all lanes. I have my flashers OFF in the far right lane and save them for pulling out into the middle lane where I crawl past slow trucks at my own crawl. Only if I have judged overtaking traffic correctly do I manage to scoot back into the far right lane before the damn Dodge dually towing the hideous RV trailer comes up on me. I passed quite a few trucks today with Rogue Cow feeling good at 350* :
This is looking back at all of our good work:
No thanks:
. . . maybe this new-fangled thing needs it:
This was a 4,000 foot climb from the valley floor:
Three and a half hours later (I pulled off to do some repairs to my inverter/cigarette lighter socket, and trim my toe nails if you must know), I pulled back onto the frenetic major artery to LA:
Ten miles inbound with not a single car or truck beside me? I had to take photographs:
Pyramid Lake? asked the itinerant tour guide:
Man, we opened 'er up to 66 mph:
That is a hot view by the way. It was almost "cool" at the summit, but temps began to rise quickly as we came back down to 2000 ft:
Unprecedented in my experience:
Here, the ascent for northbound traffic is to my right. Many toy trucks crawled over there while I glided down my abandoned highway:
Yeah, 66 mph at 98* at 296* CHTs:
Magic Mountain and its sculptures of human torture. The last time I was there as a puking token-carrying rider on the Viper was May 1987.
This is why the freeway was empty, a truck crash and fire that occurred at 2:55PM exactly 2 and half hours after Chloe and I climbed past Gorman Road. 338 acres have burned since. One trucker has major injuries:
NY Cynthia and her 1968 bus tomorrow . . . drive Aware, folks!
Colin
BobD - 78 Bus . . . 112,730 miles
Chloe - 70 bus . . . 217,593 miles
Naranja - 77 Westy . . . 142,970 miles
Pluck - 1973 Squareback . . . . . . 55,600 miles
Alexus - 91 Lexus LS400 . . . 96,675 miles