Wednesday, April 12, 2006

 

I'm not dead (yet!)

It has been some time since my last post but never fear... the Rusty Dodger has struck and now I, the Artful Dodger himself, must perform another freakin' repair. Things had been running smoothly for a while, that's why there wasn't much in the way of fresh material. The dreaded steering curse of Dodges' Past have come to haunt me. Straight axles have never been known for their accuracy in steering and with the big tires it only gets worse. As you may remember from my moving Odyssey I had replaced the drag link, which had severed at the clinch nut. Well, as with any old vehicle, as soon as one part is back in spec, everything attached to it suffers. In this case, my steering gear mounting bracket cracked, as many have done in the past. I hope to have pictures as it isn't every day you see a quarter-inch thick plate tear. It certainly explains why my Dodge was steering itself all over the road the past little while. I had thought the steering damper had frozen and was causing the problem, but no such luck. Needless to say, I have yet to discover just how much this baby will cost. I know getting at it will be a bear, not too mention re-inforcing the area to prevent a re-occurence. A hydraulic assist for the steering may be necessary.

Comments:
Please please PLEASE tell me you're flying out to BC for the Wedding!!
 
lol... maybe. :) Actually, it is a common problem with trucks of this design. The replacement is only $28 so I hope to have it installed this weekend. I may end up setting the truck on fire trying to torch it out, however.
 
At this rate Todd, if you're intending to DRIVE out here in that death trap, start heading west now.

You should hit Van by the next hockey season.
 
I have no fear of getting through the plains, they are flat. I have no fear of climbing the mountains. I do fear, however, that decending the mountains may occur at a rate higher than what is posted. :)
 
Watch the strip of highway between Kelowna and Merritt. You're on the mountain rooftops, with loads of 18 wheelers passing you by, and to boot, your slope side.

Oh yeah, and there's no guardrails. Just 4 feet of gravel, then the cliff drop off.

Enjoy!!
 
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