Since we’ve been hanging out on the avocado farm for a while, I’ve had some time to knock out a few bus projects.
First, I want to mention that several of our replacement parts were supplied by readers while we were back in the US a few weeks ago. Thanks again to everyone for helping us out – we really appreciate it!
The electronic ignition went in without a hitch. Since we had our mystery problem that killed our ignition back in Quito, we’ve been using points. For some reason, I never threw them away and have amassed a collection. I will whittle this down to just one. Adios platinos.
Speaking of whittle, I had actually whittled a cabinet door handle part so we could open the cabinet under the sink. Now, no more tree branch and we’re back to steel and plastic.
The new door lock cylinder was a hit with Angela. She hasn’t been able to unlock her door since Mexico. Really – you just get used to it. Previously, I’ve had luck just swapping the pins and moving them around until I found a combination that fit my key. It worked again this time, but I still had to sand down the bumpy spots just a little to make it unlock smoother.
My baling wire fix for the carb choke diaphragm thingies were still going strong (as long as the originals lasted?) But, we got new ones from Benito in Santiago, so I figured I’d go ahead and put them in.
Still, as soon as I removed baling wire patches on two places on the bus, I had to pull out the baling wire again. I was trying to fix the pop-top front catch bit (it didn’t align correctly and had to be pushed in with a long screwdriver each time we closed the top) and managed to break off my spare tire mount. It was held on by a combination of rubber compression nuts and rivets, but they finally decided to give up. Now, it’s baling wire. Use what you got.
I changed the oil after about 500 miles on the new piston set and found that my new magnetic drain plug had hair. Scary.
And, while I was down there, I found that my transmission is leaking. I noticed it was getting harder to shift just this week… and now a leak.. I’ve never touched a transmission (heck, the Bentley says that you never even have to change the fluid – what about after 40 years?) and this project doesn’t interest me at all.
Bus projects are starting to get old. Usually, when we meet people, they tell us about all the great places they’ve been. We tell them about all the places we’ve worked on the bus.