TS4-1 Hop 7: Keeling VA to Swannanoa NC

TS4-1 Hop 7

TS4-1 Hop 7

218 miles via US 29, I-40 and US 70. Cumulative tow miles: 1055. Truck miles: 230. Cumulative truck miles: 1905. The extra truck miles were due to one trip to refuel and get take-out dinner.

This was an uneventful trip. Almost.  The first 200 miles were level, smooth and relaxing.  The last 18 miles, though, included a long uphill climb that taxed the engine and a stretch on US 70 through downtown Black Mountain that was a little too tight for comfort.  We made it, but not without some new concerns about the health of the truck.

The problem was the sudden “whooshing” sound that the engine started emitting about a mile before the crest on the long uphill.  It was loud.  It sounded serious.  I considered pulling to the side but the gauges were reading normal and there was no discernable change in the truck’s performance.  The moment I let up on the accelerator the whooshing stopped. Then it returned when I accelerated again.

Last night I researched the behavior and learned that it was almost certainly due to the engine’s turbo boost capability.  I also found that some regarded the whooshing as a normal sound for the Duramax 6.6 engine.  Well, I have had the truck for over 6 years and have driven it over 80,000 miles and I have never heard that sound before, so I have a hard time accepting it as “normal.”

I took the truck to a local auto repair place today.  A mechanic took the turbo hoses off, inspected them and other turbo components and found no problem.  Another mechanic took the truck for a test ride and declared it to be running just fine.  A third mechanic took a look as well.  They all agreed that there was nothing to be done and assured me that I could haul the RV over the Blue Ridge Mountains tomorrow.

I will hold you to that, guys.

Total repair cost: $43.

Our site at Paradise Lake

Our site at Paradise Lake

Our overnight stay was at the Paradise Lake and Campground in Keeling VA. Our site was spacious and, while far from level, wasn’t so uneven that the RV couldn’t level itself. The campground had no cable service but was close enough to Lynchburg that we could pull in a handful of channels with a signal sufficiently strong that the stations were watchable. It wasn’t much but after all the nights with no television at all it was a joy.

In the morning I took Rusty for a walk down by the lake and discovered just enough fall color to make for some good photos.

Paradise Lake

Paradise Lake

Paradise Lake

Paradise Lake

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TS4-1 Hop 6: Dumfries VA to Keeling VA

TS4-1 Hop 6

TS4-1 Hop 6

215 miles via VA 234, I-95, I-195 (west of Richmond), VA 76, VA 288, US 360, VA 360 and CR 726. Cumulative tow miles: 837. Truck miles: 334. Cumulative truck miles: 1675. The extra truck miles reflected the trips we made up to Alexandria and various errands.

This was one of those hops where the GPS did not agree with the Google map.  My intention was to follow the map, but I couldn’t think of a good reason why the GPS disagreed so strongly.  Eventually, as we approached Richmond, I gave in to my gnawing doubts and decided to trust the GPS.  Shortly thereafter we discovered the reason for the discrepancy: VA 76 was a toll road.  The Google map was set to avoid tolls.  No going back at that point, so we had to roll through the toll booths/detectors using our EZ-Pass.  It probably wasn’t set correctly for the rig, so maybe someday I will get a letter in the mail asking for the additional 75 cents.  I will be on pins and needles for months.

We were a bit nervous about this hop as it was the longest, toughest test yet of the repaired rig.  But it went smoothly.  The brake controller needed a tweak once again, but no big deal.  Overall, it was a pretty uneventful 4-hour ride.

Our home for 3 nights was the Prince William Forest Campground.  We originally booked this site in desperation, because we just couldn’t get an adequate booking at our usual haunt, the Pohick Bay Regional Park Campground.  Then we had to reschedule the booking twice: first when we thought that we would get the RV back on Saturday and then again when we got it back on Friday.  As it turned out, booking on Friday working in our favor because we were given a short site when we were arriving on Saturday, but got moved to a larger site when we extended it to 3 days.

We liked this campground more than we expected to. The sites are large and shady. The staff was wonderful. We will come back to Prince William again.

Dinner after our arrival in Keeling was take-out from Bojangles. Very tasty chicken. A normal day on the road. Are we fully recovered from our Binghamton disaster?

Time will tell.

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Disaster recovery, phase 3: the RV

Washing dishes in the bathroom

Washing dishes in the bathroom

The truck and brake controller have both been functioning well since our Binghamton disaster. The last phase of the recovery was to repair the damage to the RV: the leaking gray water tank and the bent spare tire flange. And, since we were planning on doing some long-deferred repairs to the #2 black water valve (it was stuck in the shut position), we decided we might as well throw that in as well.

The worst problem was the gray water tank. That tank held water from the sinks in both the kitchen and the half-bath, which meant that dishes had to be washed in the bathroom. This was a major hit on the quality of life in the RV. It was so onerous that we took to using disposable cups to drink coffee and plastic utensils and paper plates for meals. This absolutely had to be repaired before we got to Florida.

The damaged spare tire flange was not a quality-of-life issue, unless you factor safety into quality of life. It probably could have waited until Florida, but it was that “probably” that made fixing it immediately mandatory. First, it was not guaranteed that the spare tire rack wouldn’t fall apart while on the road, doing who knows how much damage to our rig and anyone behind us. Second, it was not guaranteed that the spare was still usable. So it had to be fixed and the spare had to be inspected for damage.

The intended list of repairs, then, when we dropped the RV off at ACE RV Sales & Rentals in Herndon VA, was:

  1. Fix the gray water tank.
  2. Fix the spare tire flange.
  3. Fix the #2 black water tank valve.
  4. After an initial inspection of the damage with Ali Khan, the head of the repair branch of the business, we added another: repacking the axle bearings.  This was a relatively cheap maintenance task that he said should be done every 2 years or so.

When we first arrived at ACE I was somewhat dismayed to see RVs lining the street as well as occupying every spot in the not-very-large repair yard.  I had visions of being told either to bring it back tomorrow or needing to wait several days until work could begin.  But, no, they took the RV immediately into a prime spot just outside the garage and had a workman under the RV, dropping the undercarriage cover, within minutes of our arrival.  We got there at 2:40 pm and by 3:30 had taken our suitcases out of the RV and were on our way to Alexandria, to stay for who knows how long with Jett’s son.

The first big surprise came at 5:30 pm when Ali called.  The inspection of the gray water tank revealed no damage at all.  That was the good news.  The bad news was that the water that I had observed dripping from the area of the gray water tank was coming from the roof damage that I had tried – unsuccessfully, obviously – to repair in Massachusetts.  He said that they had confirmed that water was leaking through the roof, running down a channel between the inner and outer walls, then running through the undercarriage until it found its way out near the gray water drain pipe.  This would need a roof patch.  He said he would show me if I stopped by Tuesday morning.

Which we did.  After showing me the roof damage he also pointed out another section of the roof that had apparently been damaged by branches and was a potential source of leaks.  He suggested that after patching those areas we re-caulk the entire roof as there were other areas where the caulk was cracked.  I agreed.  He said, somewhat ominously, that they could not tell whether there was rot in the roof plywood or dampness in the walls (with mold potentially an issue) until the roof was opened.

While we were talking I remembered the various issues we had had with the slide gaskets – the rubber strips that kept water out.  The top strips were frayed.  I thought it would be a good idea to replace those, too.  This eventually turned into completely replacing the gaskets around all three slides.  Not critical, but also not terribly expensive.  A wise thing to do.

Oh, yeah… let’s get that basement key replaced.  Our one-and-only key that locked the large basement doors had broken nearly a year ago and we had, since then, been unable to lock them.  He said he could get a replacement.  We ordered two.

So the revised list of repair tasks was:

  1. Patch the roof in two places.
  2. Re-caulk the entire roof.
  3. Fix the #2 black water tank valve.
  4. Fix the spare tire flange and check the spare.
  5. Replace slide gaskets as necessary.
  6. Repack the axle bearings.
  7. Get basement keys.

Total estimated cost: about $5000. The figure Ali quoted was $4199, but that did not include the flange, the gaskets or the keys.  As it turned out, it also did not include the $500 cost of replacing the toilet in the half bath which, it was discovered when the fixed black water tank valve was fixed and being tested, was cracked and leaked when the water was turned on.  This was a huge surprise as when it had last been used, about 4 months ago, was fine.  It might have been due to our near catastrophe in Binghamton, but is impossible to know.  But it absolutely had to be replaced.

Final cost of all the repairs: $5209.  Money that was not in our budget and, when added to the cost of repairs to the truck and the brake controller, makes this one of the most expensive trips we had ever taken.

But we now have a much improved RV to take to Florida. And no roof plywood rot had been found and no dampness in the walls had been detected.  All VERY good news.

I should point out that, of all the repairs, the only one that is directly attributable to the near-disaster was the flange repair (the spare was fine).  The cracked toilet… maybe.  But the bottom line was that, despite the direct hit on the sewer pipes when we bottomed out, no damage was done.  I am totally amazed at that bit of good fortune. I really thought, when I saw the pipes hit the ground, that I had destroyed the entire plumbing system.  I am VERY grateful that I was wrong.

On the other hand… we have almost nothing to claim from insurance.  It isn’t worth the bother of filing a claim.

A few words about ACE and Ali.  These guys were incredible!  This was our first foray into major RV repairs and I was well aware of the horror stories: waiting for weeks for repairs to start, shoddy workmanship, hidden costs.  I had never heard of ACE, but after our horrible experience with Camping World this summer was not about to take the RV there.  It seemed like the best option near Alexandria where we would be staying.

So ACE was a bit of a pig-in-a-poke.  But I had been impressed with Ali’s thoughtful and prompt responses to my initial email queries, so I was cautiously optimistic.  And when they started work within minutes of our arrival I was blown away.  The work – which was extensive – was completed in less that 4 days.  My most optimistic hope was to get the RV back on Saturday, but it was ready by 1 pm Friday.  Outstanding service!

The final surprise – and not a good one – was the discovery of some badly rotted plywood on the underside of the large starboard slide.  This was directly below the window that had a tendency to leak in rainstorms if it was not shut tightly.  I suspect that the rot was due to rainwater that got inside and soaked into the floor.  This could have happened multiple times without us noticing as the area below the window is carpeted and is next to a recliner.  We might never have noticed dampness in that area.

Anyway, the damage was discovered too late to do anything about it.  I will try to put a metal patch over the damage today to reduce the chance for additional deterioration.  Eventually it will have to be repaired.

As Jett says, “it takes a lot of money to live like a homeless person.”

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TS4-1 Hop 5: Herndon VA to Dumfries VA

TS4-1 Hop 5

TS4-1 Hop 5

28 miles via VA 28, VA 294 and VA 234. Cumulative tow miles: 622. Truck miles: 149. Cumulative truck miles: 1341.

This was a short hop from ACE RV to the Prince William Forest Campground. It marked the end of our disaster recovery. Or the start of the next disaster recovery. Or both.

I will describe the RV repairs in detail in my next post, but the bottom line is this: just over $5000 of work to repair a variety of issues and perform some too-long-deferred maintenance. It was in the shop for just 4 days, which I find pretty miraculous. It leaves us about 5 days behind on our original TS4 schedule. As we do not want to move the Ft Myers arrival date, we need to cut out 5 days from our original itinerary. Most likely to be cut: Nashville TN and Homosassa FL.

The comment about “the start of the next disaster recovery?” Well, the main problem is that, in the final stages of repairing the known problems, the good workmen at ACE discovered that the back corner of the starboard slide had some badly rotted plywood. This was almost certainly due to the propensity of the window on the side of that slide to let water in during a rainstorm. Several times we have discovered, too late, water running down the wall before we completely closed the window. This rot will have to be fixed soon, but probably not until we get to Florida. Other problems: the TV antenna was caulked to the roof (I had to climb onto the roof and manually pull it free of the muck) and the new toilet was unconnected to the water supply. This resulted in about a gallon of water spraying all over the half bath before I got the water supply shut off. More rot waiting to happen?

It seems unfair that we weren’t permitted to enjoy our $5000 worth of repairs before we had to start thinking of more.

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Col William Burgess Sr, 1622-1686

All Hallows Cemetery

All Hallows Cemetery

William Burgess Sr grave

William Burgess Sr grave

I had an afternoon free this week, so I decided to travel an hour to visit the All Hallows Cemetery in Harwood MD (formerly Birdsville). I was looking for the grave of an 8th great-grandfather, Col. William Burgess Sr. I thought he was my only direct ancestor buried there, but was surprised to discover, buried adjacent to him, his son, William Burgess Jr, a 7th great-grandfather. So I got more than I bargained for. And, for the first time ever, their graves were the first ones I looked at. That was a pleasant change from the usual search-for-an-hour-and-be-lucky-to-find-it experience. His grave appeared to be undergoing restoration, but a commemorative plaque was intact.

The cemetery, which is on the grounds of the All Hallows Episcopal Church, is perhaps the best-kept cemetery that I have ever seen. All of the headstones are free of dirt and lichens and the base of each is surrounded by mulch. Someone – presumably members of the church or someone they hired – spends a lot of time keeping this cemetery pristine.

William Burgess Sr was quite a guy. From findagrave.com:

The Honorable William Burgess is one of the notable South River colonists. He came into Maryland from Virginia in 1649. By 1659 he was a member of the House of Burgesses, and shortly thereafter he appeared in the capacity of High Sheriff of Anne Arundel County. In 1660 William Burgess founded London Town on land he gave for settlement. For a time, London Towne rivaled Annapolis as a commercial center, a port of entry, and the residence of the leading merchants of the colony. When Lord Baltimore sailed for England in 1684, he appointed William Burgess to serve as Deputy Governor and Lieutenant-General of the Province during his Lordship’s absence.

His third wife (and William Jr’s mother), Ursula, is also reportedly buried in this cemetery, but her headstone is gone.

William Burgess Jr grave

William Burgess Jr grave

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TS4-1 Hop 4: Tremont PA to Herndon VA

TS4-1 Hop 4

TS4-1 Hop 4

158 mi via I-81, I-83, US 15, VA 267, VA 28 and local roads. Cumulative tow miles: 594. Truck miles: 410. Cumulative truck miles: 1192.

The extra truck miles – nearly 250 – were incurred in making the innumerable trips into Binghamton and surrounding communities trying to get the brake controller fixed.

This hop was just a bit longer than the previous one and the truck continued to perform well. The roads were good and the traffic was surprisingly light for a Monday. The destination was unusual – not an RV campground but an RV repair facility, ACE RV Sales and Rentals. It was time to repair the damage done in the near catastrophe. And we might as well fix the other problem – the broken #2 black water valve – too. That one had been annoying us for over 3 months.

We arrived at the shop at 2:40 pm. I was distressed to see that not only was the shop’s yard full, but the street near the shop was lined with RVs as well. We had to park in a “no parking” zone while, with some trepidation, I went into the office, to find Ali Khan, the head of the repair operations. I expected to be told that there was no place to put the RV and please come back tomorrow. But, no, he greeted me with a smile, assured me they had a place and took command of the truck to haul it to its repair location, just outside the shop. A worker immediately started unscrewing the undercarriage so that they could inspect the damaged gray water tank. We chatted a bit about other recommended work, got our suitcases out of the RV and were on our way to Jett’s sons’ house in Alexandria by 3:30 pm after promising Ali that we would be back in the morning to go over the list of repairs. We were amazed. We had never experienced – over even heard of – such prompt service. We left believing that the third phase of our disaster recovery would be quick and easy.

But not inexpensive. I was guessing that the repairs would run between $3000 and $5000.

We were very impressed with ACE after this initial meeting. They even plugged the RV into an electrical supply, which obviated the need to empty the refrigerator. Jett really liked that unexpected courtesy.

One of the reasons that we chose to get the RV repairs done in VA was that we had cheap (i.e. free) accommodations with Jett’s son for as long as we needed. Of course we wanted to resume the TS4 as quickly as possible so we hoped that the repairs could be completed quickly and we could be back in the RV within 5 days. But that depended on whether a new gray water tank was needed. I waited for news on that with great anxiety.

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TS4-1 Hop 3: Chenango Forks NY to Tremont PA

TS4-1 Hop 3

TS4-1 Hop 3

154 miles via NY 12, I-81 and local roads. Cumulative tow miles: 436. Truck miles: 310. Cumulative truck miles: 782.

This was the hop that extracted us from our 8-day nightmare. As expected, the most difficult part of the trip was the 200 yards to exit the Chenango Shores Campground. There were three distinct challenges:

  1. Push the RV back onto the grassy common area, to make a Y-turn to the dump station.  With all the mud – from the heavy rains on Friday and the lighter rains on Saturday – I thought that there was a very real possibility that either the truck or the RV – or both – would get mired, axle-deep, in the muck.  We didn’t get stuck, but we left deep tire tracks that will not disappear until next summer.
  2. Dump the tanks. We were using only one black water tank and one gray water tank, each 45 gal capacity.  But, after 8 days, they were probably pretty full.  We probably had over 70 gallons of sewerage to dump.  The dump station was nearly full.  I could not completely empty the tanks, but got rid of enough weight to make traveling 150 miles feasible.  Probably dumped 40 to 50 gallons.
  3. Get to the road.  This involved traversing the very narrow, very muddy road and making the fairly sharp left turn, avoiding the post on the left and the junk metal gate on the right.  The bushes, too, to the extent possible.  All through very deep puddles and mud.  This turned out to be relatively easy.  We hit nothing and didn’t get stuck.
Narrow, muddy exit path

Narrow, muddy exit path

Post to the left

Post to the left

The campground owner was waiting for us at the road.  We thanked him once again for his kindness and assistance.  He invited us to stop in again next year.

Not bloody likely.

Our new brake controller – which I had felt engage the RV brakes just getting to the exit – still needed fine tuning.  Our plan was to take a slight detour to a large parking lot where we could get it set just right.  But in traversing the 6 miles of NY 12 to the entrance to I-81, I made adjustments along the way.  By the time we got to I-81 I was pretty confident that the settings were good enough to be safe, so we skipped the parking lot and started heading south on I-81.

The ride on I-81 was uneventful.  I was a bit apprehensive about the undulations near Scranton and knew that they would provide a test of the engine’s health.  It passed easily.  The engine ran smoothly and never seemed to struggle much.

Our home for the evening was the Echo Valley Campground in Tremont PA.  I picked it almost exclusively for its location – about 150 miles from Binghamton (a good road test for the truck, but not too taxing on its weary passengers) – and just a mile off of I-81.  But it also offered pull-through sites and full hookups.  The very first thing I did after we got set up was open the valve and complete the dumping of our gray and black water tanks.  Then I took a long, hot shower.

The campground was no better than average, but did have recycling and one of the largest pools we have seen anywhere.

Ironically, this campground had almost no Verizon service.  So, for the 9th consecutive night, we could not make or take phone calls.  The TV service was also spotty.  We got 4 channels on one TV and zero on the other.

Jett wanted to go out for a good meal and I didn’t argue.  So we drove about 5 miles to Buddy’s Log Cabin Restaurant in Pine Grove PA.  It had very good reviews – 4.3 out of 5 on Google – so we had high hopes. Jett ordered their specialty – broasted chicken – and I opted for some meatloaf.  The salad bar was mediocre, as was the birch beer.  The entrees… well, Jett couldn’t eat the chicken.  Too overdone.  The meatloaf was cold and bland.  The mashed potatoes were instant.  What did we like about the meal? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.  Disgusting meal.  One of our worst dine-out experiences ever.  I would be generous if I gave it a 1-star rating.

Buddy's Log Cabin

Buddy’s Log Cabin

Echo Valley pool

Echo Valley pool

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Disaster recovery, phase 2: the brake controller

A brake controller similar to my old one

A brake controller similar to my old one

For those of you who never tow anything, I will enlighten you on what a brake controller is: it is a device that controls the brakes on whatever you are towing.  When you press the brakes on the truck it sends a signal to the trailer to activate its brakes too.  The truck and the trailer then brake together.  It is mounted under the dash in the truck.

There were two reasons why I believed that I had a brake controller problem: (1) the poor performance of the brakes when coming down the hill after getting hit with the coolant hose leak and (2) the fact that the controller display was always red.  I had this vague memory that the display should be green when the trailer was attached. But I wasn’t 100% certain about either.  It was a steep hill and I was already rattled from the engine problem  Perhaps I was going too fast or my new rear brakes on the truck weren’t set quite right.  And the green display?  I am old and forget things.  Maybe I forgot that the screen was always red. I never had documentation for the device, so I couldn’t easily check what the correct color should be.

But I couldn’t take the chance.  At the very least I had to convince myself, beyond a reasonable doubt, that there was no real problem. Besides, Jett said that there was NO WAY that she would be riding in the truck if there was any possibility that the 8-ton trailer behind us had no brakes.  She said that she would fly to Virginia if I insisted on driving the rig down there without firmly fixing the problem.  I went so far as to actually book a ticket from Binghamton to DC.

So my first step, after retrieving the truck on Friday morning, was to find a local dealer of hitches and brake controllers.  I found one, drove to his small shop and discussed the problem.  He said it was most likely a corroded contact problem and sold me a spray can of brake cleaner (best for cleaning electrical contacts, he said) for about $7.  I also booked an appointment with him for a more thorough inspection and diagnosis first thing Monday, which was the earliest he could fit me in.  I dearly hoped it wouldn’t come to that as I thought I would end up slitting my wrists if I had to spend another weekend at Chenango Shores.

I did one more thing: I got his permission to hitch my truck to one of the trailers on his lot that had electrical brakes like my RV.  Hitched up. Same behavior.  That experiment convinced me that the problem – if there was one – was on the truck side of the connector; the RV was not implicated.  That was good to know as it narrowed the problem and meant that I could deal with it by looking only at the truck.

My next stop was at a Love’s travel stop where I asked if anyone was available to look at the problem.  No, but they suggested that I talk to the various muffler and brake places nearby.

Third stop: Midas Muffler.  The manager there seemed fairly knowledgeable about brake controllers and showed me the connector panel mounted near the rear axle.  He said that the panel had a tiny microprocessor and suggested that replacing the panel and the socket on the bumper would almost certainly fix the problem.  I scheduled a Saturday “first thing” appointment.

Fourth stop: Munro Brakes.  The offered to do an electrical check of the controller and wiring for about $60.  I took the offer and had lunch while they worked.  Conclusion: no breaks in the wiring and no abnormal voltages.

That was all done Friday afternoon.  I went back to the RV with the depressing knowledge that we would not be leaving that day.  I paid for another day.

Saturday morning I took the truck back to Midas for its 8:15 am appointment.  They finished the work in about 90 minutes.  Cost: $370.  I drove back to the RV, hooked up the umbilical.  Red display.  Crushed, I went in to discuss the problem with Jett.  We agreed that the next step (and, indeed, the only thing left to try) was to replace the controller itself.

But first, I said to Jett, there is one more thing I needed to check.  I wanted to verify that the setup was correct.  There were really only two things to set: the brake type (it was correctly set to “electric” and not “hydraulic”) and the display settings.  There was a choice of display color.  It was set to “red” and the other choices were “white” and… wait for it… “green.”  Was it possible that I just had the wrong display setting?  I tried to set it to “green” and… poof!… the display went blank.

That put a lot of weight down on the side of “faulty.”

I got the number for Jim’s RV Center, drove the 6 miles to where I could get cell service, called them and confirmed that they had, in stock, a brake controller from the same manufacturer as mine.  Praying that the controllers would be plug-compatible, I drove the 30 miles to their location, extracted my controller, took it in and confirmed that the plugs were identical.  I then asked if there was any way to test my controller and they said that they had a tester in back.  They took my controller into the back room and returned about 10 minutes later with the declaration “Yup, it’s bad.”  Grateful to finally have a firm handle on the problem, I bought the new one ($120), drove 30 miles back to Chenango Shores, plugged the RV and pressed the test lever on the controller… it went from green to red!  That was enough to convince me with 99.9% certainty that the problem was finally solved.

Lesson: check the least likely component first.  I really went into this believing that the controller was ok.  Only by eliminating all other possible problems did I settle on the controller as the culprit.

I informed the campground owner that we would be leaving on Sunday morning.  Perfect timing because Sunday was the last day of his season.

I also cancelled Jett’s airplane ticket.

Sunday had its own stresses, which I will leave for the next post, but the bottom line was that the new brake controller did, in fact, control the brakes.  Confirmation that the problem was finally solved. Total cost: $557.

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Disaster recovery, phase 1: the truck

Of the four known problems with our rig, two were truck-related and two were RV-related. Clearly, nothing could be done with the RV problems until the truck problems were solved. Unfortunately, one of the two GMC dealers in Binghamton NY would not book an appointment until Thursday and the other would only offer a Friday appointment. I booked the Thursday appointment, with the intention of making a personal, pathetic appeal to move it up once I got a rental car and could go see them in person.

To that end I arranged with the campground owner for a ride to Enterprise Monday morning (Sunday was spent in the RV, carless, dining on whatever we had on board and watching DVDs). He drove me there in his 2002 pickup with faulty spark plugs which caused engine hesitation for the entire 18-mile ride. I was grateful that I got to Enterprise without suffering through yet another truck failure. I gave him $20 for the ride.

Enterprise, efficient as always, got me behind the wheel of a Kia in about 10 minutes and I immediately drove to Botnick Chevrolet in downtown Binghamton. Or tried to. This particular Monday was Columbus Day and there was a parade in downtown Binghamton. Many streets were closed off. I drove down a small street which seemed to be open but wasn’t. I got stuck in a long line of cars that had made the same mistake. We all had to back up to find an alternate route.

I did finally get there and made my most sincere, whiny appeal for a more timely appointment. The service advisor, while sympathetic, could only say “bring it in and I will see if I can slip it into the schedule.” I promised him that I would have it in his lot no later than Tuesday morning.

Jett opted to use Monday afternoon to do a trip to the laundromat and food store, to make our RV exile a bit more pleasant. Then, Tuesday morning, I filled the coolant reservoir on the truck and a gallon of water, in case I needed to refill it during the 12-mile trip to Botnick. We had originally planned to get a tow from AAA, but the logistics of that were difficult. Specifically we would have to travel about 6 miles just to get to a place where we had cell phone service and there was a wide shoulder where we could wait. We reasoned that if we could drive the truck 6 miles we could probably do another 6 and avoid the hassle of waiting for a tow.

We made it without requiring a refill and without emitting any steam clouds that would have alarmed our fellow motorists. I left the truck at Botnick with a renewed plea for mercy.

The plea went largely unanswered. We basically cooled our heels the rest of Tuesday and Wednesday, with me making occasional forays into the realm of cell phone service to check the status. Finally, at 3:30 pm on Wednesday, Botnick got it into the shop.

I should mention that one other thing I did on Monday was try to clean the contacts on the trailer hitch connector – the socket that the RV umbilical plugs into that both provides electrical power to the RV while traveling and sends the braking signal from the truck’s brake controller to the RV’s electrical brakes. My view of the braking problem was that it was about 80% likely that the problem was just a bad connection and about 20% likely that it was something else. This was based on the observation that the display on the braking controller seemed pretty normal in all respects except for the color. My recollection is that the screen was supposed to be green when the trailer was hitched and resting and should be red only when braking. My controller’s screen was always red.

So I got a screwdriver and tried to scrape the contacts on both the truck socket and the RV plug. But while scraping the truck socket I encountered a small spark, apparently from the head of the screwdriver bridging the gap between two pins. It was a very small spark and I thought nothing of it… until, on the trip into Botnick, I discovered that the cruise control was inoperative. So that was added to the service list:

  • diagnose and fix the coolant leak
  • flush the radiator and refill with coolant
  • diagnose and fix the brake controller problem
  • oil change (it was due)
  • fix the cruise control

I thought the cruise control problem was probably a blown fuse due to that tiny little spark, but, like so much else during the week, I was totally wrong. It was a brake pedal sensor switch that needed to be replaced at a cost of about $140.

Botnick completed their work late Thursday afternoon. Total cost: $686.26. But they did nothing about the brake controller, saying that it was an after-market (i.e., non-GM) product that they knew nothing about.

Friday morning I drove the rental car back to Enterprise (total cost: $307.57), got a ride from them to Botnick ($5 tip), retrieved the truck and started thinking about how to fix the brake controller problem.

Total cost of the truck fix: $1018.83.  We had our tow vehicle back but needed to figure out the brake controller problem before we could continue our journey.

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TS4-1 Hop 2: Schenectady NY to Chenango Forks NY

TS4-1 Hop 2

TS4-1 Hop 2

130 miles via I-90, I-88, NY 206 and NY 12, Cumulative tow miles: 282. Truck miles: 302. Cumulative truck miles: 472.

The extra 172 truck miles were incurred in Schenectady and along the Hudson River on the several excursions we took while there, as documented in the TS4-1 Hop 1 post.

This was not the hop we planned due to the disaster we encountered on NY 206 (see my previous post). The trip to that point was uneventful, except for a heavy shower that we encountered on I-88. NY 206 is now on our list of least favorite roads due to its sharp undulations. If we weren’t taxing the engine on a steep uphill section we were wearing out the brakes on a sharp downhill section. Then, about midway between Greene and Whitney Falls, we popped a coolant hose and had to limp to the only open RV park in the area, after arranging a tow for the RV.

Muddy Chenango Shores

Muddy Chenango Shores

We knew that we would be stuck in Chenango Forks, a tiny “hamlet” on the shores of the Chenango River, until the truck was fixed. As it turns out, we were there a few days longer than that, for a total of 8 nights. Our planned visits to Watkins Glen and the Finger Lakes region, plus the stop at the Flight 93 memorial, were scrapped. Instead we subsisted at a place with no television (cable or over-the-air), no sewer hookup, no cell phone service and almost no internet service. The site was muddy and became muddier as it rained nearly every day. The public restroom – which I tried to use whenever I could to stretch the capacity of the RV’s black and gray water tanks – was filthy and the shower had only cold water. Our few neighbors clearly qualified as “trailer park trash.” In short, it was a miserable place to spend 8 nights.

Was there anything good about the park? Yes, the owner bent over backward to help us in any way he could, starting with meeting us and the tow truck at the gate to guide us to the spot, helping get the rig situated and, on Monday, driving me to Enterprise to rent a car. He also dropped his rate, from $35 to $25 per night with the seventh day free. So we paid for just 7 nights out of the 8, for a total of $175. Which would have been economical had it not been for the fact that we lost our deposits entirely for our Watkins Glen and Pohick Bay reservations and received only a partial refund for our planned Pennsylvania stay. So the actual total campground expense for the 8 nights was $470.90.

The other saving grace was that the park, despite having absolutely no cell phone service, did have some internet connectivity via our old JetPack router. That surprised the hell out of me as I thought that cell phone service was a requirement for data connectivity. Apparently that is not the case. I discovered this new truth when, early Sunday morning, I tried to connect to the internet and just about fell out of my chair when I succeeded. The connection that morning was not great, but wasn’t bad. I was able to do searches for GMC dealers, book a service appointment online and book a rental car. I was also able to read email and send out an update to family assuring them that we were safe and warm despite being “off the grid” for telephone contact. Having this connectivity – which, I learned, was not always as good as it was that morning, was a real boon.

Chenango Forks is about 15 miles from downtown Binghamton NY and most of our miles during those 8 days were spent on the roads to and from Binghamton, with two trips back to the scene of the breakdown: one to take photos of the ditch that we fell into when we damaged the gray water tank and bent the flange holding the spare and another to deliver a small token of appreciation to Butch and Jackie, the lovely couple who showed some true kindness and compassion when we really needed it.

Nestled between trashy neighbors

Nestled between trashy neighbors

The view from our front door

The view from our front door

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