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So, today was an adventure.
Started by having to preach in Listowel - about 40 min away. decided this was a good shakedown cruise for Ms Triss. Of course I had a few errands to run - namely dropping off an "over the stove" microwave, 4 cases of pop, a big bag of munchies all to the camp my daughter works at and then on to Goderich to drop off some books.
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This is prime Amish country so there are even lower tech vehicles than mine. Had a lovely drive and got to the church, but looks like rain. Lie down the microwave (it's in the passenger seat) and slip the tonneau over both.
After church and after lunch, I made my way to the camp (B). Stop for gas in Wingham and pull up behind a magnificent 65 Corvair convertible. According the guy at the garage, the owner won't even let others put fuel in the tank of her car. Got to the camp, parked, shut off the car and had the loudest backfire I had ever head - talk about making an entrance. Moved to near the main lodge to unload the microwave - went to move the car and it wouldn't start. Which, wouldn't be a problem except a week's worth of campers were about to come to that precise spot. Rolled the car a little out of the way. Assume it is vapour lock and just leave the car to cool. Actually had to get one of our other "daughters" car to work. (my wife is mother hen to a number of young women) As expected, it was moisture in the tank and I had brought additive for the tank - problem solved.
Car started again - slightly reluctantly - so I went to Goderich - dropped of the books and carried on home. Even in Goderich, the car was starting to hesitate a little. By Seaforth it was getting bad and in town, backfiring in the exhaust. Half way to Mitchell she slowed and slowed and chugged and chugged until finally I pulled over. She would idle but would run out of gas when I accelerated. There was almost no gas in the filter, as I accelerated, I noticed air bubbles coming into the filter. Ah says I, vapour lock again, the gas is boiling. Waited 1/2 an hour - nursed the car another 1/3 of a mile and called CAA.
While I did have to wait 1 1/2 hours - 45 min for the driver to come and 45 min for him to get his flatbed (he knew he needed it but had to pass by my location to get to it) I was at an ice cream parlour so I had a bowl of moose droppings and a snooze on the front porch and watched the world go by.
Anyway, by the time the truck comes the car is cool - start it again - no change - hmmm not vapour then.
Get the car dropped off, I try again and same thing. But, says the driver, try the choke - then it ran and we pulled into the garage and I went for a beer. Thank goodness for CAA.
Started by having to preach in Listowel - about 40 min away. decided this was a good shakedown cruise for Ms Triss. Of course I had a few errands to run - namely dropping off an "over the stove" microwave, 4 cases of pop, a big bag of munchies all to the camp my daughter works at and then on to Goderich to drop off some books.
https://tinyurl.com/qufdax
This is prime Amish country so there are even lower tech vehicles than mine. Had a lovely drive and got to the church, but looks like rain. Lie down the microwave (it's in the passenger seat) and slip the tonneau over both.
After church and after lunch, I made my way to the camp (B). Stop for gas in Wingham and pull up behind a magnificent 65 Corvair convertible. According the guy at the garage, the owner won't even let others put fuel in the tank of her car. Got to the camp, parked, shut off the car and had the loudest backfire I had ever head - talk about making an entrance. Moved to near the main lodge to unload the microwave - went to move the car and it wouldn't start. Which, wouldn't be a problem except a week's worth of campers were about to come to that precise spot. Rolled the car a little out of the way. Assume it is vapour lock and just leave the car to cool. Actually had to get one of our other "daughters" car to work. (my wife is mother hen to a number of young women) As expected, it was moisture in the tank and I had brought additive for the tank - problem solved.
Car started again - slightly reluctantly - so I went to Goderich - dropped of the books and carried on home. Even in Goderich, the car was starting to hesitate a little. By Seaforth it was getting bad and in town, backfiring in the exhaust. Half way to Mitchell she slowed and slowed and chugged and chugged until finally I pulled over. She would idle but would run out of gas when I accelerated. There was almost no gas in the filter, as I accelerated, I noticed air bubbles coming into the filter. Ah says I, vapour lock again, the gas is boiling. Waited 1/2 an hour - nursed the car another 1/3 of a mile and called CAA.
While I did have to wait 1 1/2 hours - 45 min for the driver to come and 45 min for him to get his flatbed (he knew he needed it but had to pass by my location to get to it) I was at an ice cream parlour so I had a bowl of moose droppings and a snooze on the front porch and watched the world go by.
Anyway, by the time the truck comes the car is cool - start it again - no change - hmmm not vapour then.
Get the car dropped off, I try again and same thing. But, says the driver, try the choke - then it ran and we pulled into the garage and I went for a beer. Thank goodness for CAA.