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Friday, July 1, 2022

I went to an auction southeast of Cedarvale, about 40 miles east of here. The owner is 88, selling out, and moving to town. I spent $7 for a drill sharpener and $1 for a can of 3 in 1 oil. There were other things I wanted but other people wanted them  more than I did. I spent the day there.


Saturday, July 2, 2022

Laundry led the hit parade. I had the last of the wash hung on the line to dry a little after noon. Last week Ron Patterson (The Coil Man) invited me to send him the set of coils he restored for me eleven years ago for checking and readjustment if necessary. They came back from him in yesterday's mail and today I put them in the  the car and tried them out. They work perfectly, of course. But starting the car was not so perfect. The crank handle kept slipping loose because the ratchet was pretty badly worn and slipped off the pin. I went to the parts room in search of a better ratchet. The box labeled CRANK PULLEYS & RATCHETS was full of crank pulleys and no ratchets. So where did I put them? I have no idea. I searched and searched and found none, so I robbed one off the touring car and installed it in the runabout. I'll need to find those other ratchets before I reassemble the touring.


Sunday, July 3, 2022

This is not going to be fun. The forecast is showing 99º tomorrow, then 100º+ for the following seven days. Of course you can add another five or six degrees to that for the heat index. This morning I watered the little trees, then mixed up ten gallons of weed killer and sprayed Johnson grass and its relatives behind the shop. Thanks to spraying last year and before, there was not a lot of it to draw my attention. I finished that a little before noon and retreated to indoor work. I'll use up the rest of that mixture in the cool of the morning.  Most of the afternoon I cleaned and polished brass. I even took the side mirror apart and polished the individual pieces. The cleaning is with CLR to remove tarnish, then a thorough rinse with clean water, and finally polishing with Mother's. I've tried most of the polishes available, and I find Mother's as good as or better than most. It polishes well with minimal effort, costs a lot less than many of the others, and is readily available in local stores. Some people prefer tarnish, often called "patina".  That's appropriate for an unrestored original brass car, but for a restored car or one that presents as a seven-year-old used car like mine, I say shine it up.




Monday, July 4, 2022

Back to the weed war. I mixed another ten gallons of weed killer and attacked weeds across the road that I sprayed before. My previous effort killed the Johnson grass and its relatives, but not some of the broad leaf plants. So I applied a stronger mix today. It will take a few days to find out how well that works. My project in the shop was making a mounting bracket for my new Navpal GPS device. It clamps on the dash with no need to drill any holes. In the evening we went to town for the band concert and fireworks.

The Arkansas City Municipal Band, now in its 151st year, performs in the 1913 rotunda in Wilson Park.

The state song: "...where seldom is heard a discouraging word..."


Shorty didn't seem to mind the noise.


The fireworks are always a good show.

    
Tuesday, July 5, 2022

Thankfully an overcast sky and a little breeze kept the spraying from being unbearable, and I put another ten gallons of weed killer on more of those broad leaf weeds that survived last week's attack. In the shop I started organizing traveling tools and equipment for the runabout. Traditionally I have always forgotten to pack something, so this time I want to start organizing and packing early and perhaps leave nothing behind on the next trip.


Wednesday, July 6, 2022

That's better. I was dressed, breakfasted, and out the door by 7:15 AM when the front porch thermometer read a cool 80º F. I mixed another ten gallons of weed killer and used it up by 8:50. I won't do any more spraying until I find out whether I missed anything, probably next week. Today the septic service truck came to empty the tank, something that hasn't been done for many years. It took some poking in the ground with an iron rod and some exploratory digging to locate the opening. When I cover it up, this time I'll put a brick over the lid to mark the spot so it will be easy to find next time. Today's work in the shop was a start on organizing tools for travel. I printed out the "Things to Take" list and started gathering items. First up was two combination wrenches of every size from ¼" to 1⅛".  Having all those in the car tool box will leave me short on a couple of sizes in the regular shop tools, so I'll watch for those sizes at auctions for two reasons: they will be a lot cheaper than retail and I may not have to buy a full set to get the few I need.


Thursday, July 7, 2022

This morning I saw and heard something that was quite common 75 years ago but is rare today — a WWII bomber flying over my location. Until 1950 we lived in Wilmington, and during and after the war military planes were a common sight in the skies over the Los Angeles harbor area. Sometimes they were in large formations, I suppose when they were coming home from the Pacific. Today I was shoveling dirt back onto the septic tank cover when I heard those engines approaching and in a few seconds the bomber was in sight, flying directly overhead and toward the west. When I was six I could have told you whether it was a B-25 or a B-29, but that is now a long-forgotten skill. There's an air show in Wichita through this weekend, and they're selling rides in both of the old bombers. Today I filled the Camry and found that the brand of gasoline has changed. The gasino, just south of the state line, has always sold Shell. But this week the brand changed to Phillips 66. The only reason that matters to me is that I will no longer be able to use the shell credit card for a discount of 3¢ a gallon. But the gasino price is still 5¢ a gallon less than all the stations in town. After filling up I partially wasted a drive to Winfield. I bought some six ounce boxes Crunch n Munch at the Winfield Walmart because those are no longer sold at the "super center" here. The wasted part of the trip was at the courthouse, where I attempted to pay the taxes on my antique vehicles. I didn't have my bill with me, and using only my name and address the clerk was unable to find any records of the two Fords and the Chevrolet. I told her, "This is a hell of a way to run a county." So I came home and gathered old registrations and current insurance cards for all four vehicles, and I'll try again tomorrow.


Friday, July 8, 2022

This morning I put on a dry shirt. It may be sopping with sweat by bed time, but I'll get to enjoy being dry at least until the heat of the day comes on. The humidity currently isn't as bad as it sometimes gets, but it's bad enough to be tiresome. Today I went back to the courthouse and paid the taxes on the antique vehicles, so I won't have to deal with that again for another year. When I got home I put all the current registrations and insurance cards in the vehicles except for the Suburban, which is in town waiting for a replacement engine. On Tuesday I phoned the remanufacturing company to be sure I was still on the waiting list for an engine. I was, and they expect to have one available in a couple of weeks.


Saturday, July 9, 2022

Yesterday I noticed Johnson grass and its relatives coming up along the road by the west field, so this morning I mixed another five gallons of weed killer and attacked. Fortunately I was nearly finished when the sprayer failed. It was a more spectacular failure than usual. I was pumping up the pressure when the handle broke out of the pump AND the bottom of the tank split open and the contents started leaking out. Apparently it's impossible to make a sprayer that will work and last long term. I have never bought one that didn't so south sooner or later, usually sooner. In the afternoon I went to the Defore auction in Winfield. I bought a Model T ignition coil that may be restorable for $1. It has wires soldered to the contacts, so it was probably used on a farm engine, or perhaps as an electric fence charger. My other purchase was a Holley NH carburetor body for $1. Saturday night dinner in town was enchiladas blancas at La Fiesta. The movie of the evening was Top Gun Maverick again. I saw it in May, and having no interest in anything else currently playing I saw it again. I'm glad I did. With a second viewing I was even more impressed by
Joseph Kosinski as the director. His choices of shots are never wasted, and many could stand alone as still photos. His aerial combat looks real, unlike some other pictures with obvious CGI that looks like a  video game. Movies have always been a collaborative effort, more so now than in earlier years. Eddie Hamilton is listed as the film editor here, but his editorial department includes 47 other names. Claudio Miranda's beautiful cinematography is achieved with the help of more dozens. All those folks did great job on this one.


Sunday, July 10, 2022

Never went off the place today. I took an inspection walk in the woodlot and found yet another fallen dead tree I'll have to clear out of the road. That's a serious project that will wait for cooler weather. In the shop I started thinking about how I can mount a couple of spare tires on the 1915. It will need to be two because front and rear tires are different sizes. I want to carry tires and not just spare tubes for two reasons. Twice I have had blowouts where the tires completely disappeared. Walking back along both side of the road multiple times failed to find them. I had to leave the car and bring back a spare wheel from home. That won't be an option if I face that situation far from home. If a tire is lost, a spare tube by itself is useless. The other reason is that leaving tubes folded up is not good for them. It's better to store them mildly inflated, and the place to do that when traveling is in a spare tire. I have an idea how I'll mount a couple of tires on the left side of the car above and behind the running board cans. I haven't worked out the details yet, but I think it will be a fairly easy project. My other activity in the shop was continuing to gather tools and equipment for the travel checklist. I'll collect all the stuff and then decide what will go in the trunk, on the running boards, and under the seat.


Monday, July 11, 2022

A little of this, a little of that. I put a new chain on my saw, but didn't have the gumption to get out in the heat and use it. I did a little more of gathering stuff to take when traveling, and added a few more items to the list. I went to AC Tire & Auto to find out if they will be able to install the new engine in my Suburban. The boss will let me know tomorrow. I went to the so-called hardware store for a piece of ¼" brass tubing for carburetor repair. They were unable to tell me whether the ¼" was id or od. When I got it home and measured it was od, which I can't use. I'll have to return it. I shopped online and found the right tubing, but the cost of shipping was several times the price of the product. I'm not going there. I phoned a metals dealer in Wichita that allegedly has everything. I told the woman what I want and I'm waiting to hear back from her whether she can get it. This evening I shopped for a pair of front tyres for the runabout. Blockley 30 x 3 tyres are priced at £149, which is $177.31 USD.  That's 69¢ less than Wards Riversides for a tyre claimed to be far superior. The possible deal killer is the cost of shipping from England. I'm waiting to hear how much that will be.


Tuesday, July 12, 2022

Shipping for two tyres will be £125 ($148.75), for a total of £423 ($503.37).  That's $251.69 each. I realize that will be cheaper in the long run than a couple of Wards Riversides shipped from Long Beach, but it's still a lot of dough up front for an old retired guy. I'll have to talk myself into it. Taking advantage of the morning cool, I got an early start today on the cutting-up-fallen-trees project. Most of the work was on the big mulberry tree behind the house. I made a little Facebook photo album. In the afternoon I visited AC Tire & Auto and got the bad news. Their engine replacement guy has retired and won't be back, so I'll have to find another shop to do the job on the Suburban.


Wednesday, July 13, 2022

I posted my Suburban dilemma on a local Facebook page and asked for recommendations. One friend sent me a PM warning me of one to avoid, saying "I wouldn't let him work on my lawnmower." I also sent a letter to an automated traffic enforcement agency pointing out that the big truck seen running a red light in their video is obviously not my 1973 Suburban (which has not been in Colorado since 1993), nor any other Suburban. I explained that the state of Kansas, in its infinite whimsy, has issued a commercial truck plate bearing the same number as the antique plate on my old Chebby. I expect I'll find out next month whether the high-tech bureaucracy understands my explanation. Today's main project was a shopping expedition to Wichita, mostly for stuff not available here. That includes diet Squirt, a piece of ⁹⁄₃₂" brass tubing for carburetor repair, a few forks and spoons and a pencil box to hold them for my traveling meal kit, a 12 volt compressor to carry in the runabout, a dial caliper,
김치, and a sprayer. No sprayer in regular use has ever lasted me more than a year or two, so I bought the least costly one. No sense in spending more when they're all inferior crap.


Thursday, July 14, 2022

Oh, boy! The new forecast shows highs of 100º or more for the next ten days. Fortunately the heat index won't be much higher than the actual temperatures, but that doesn't mean it's going to be fun. It's usually a little cooler here than in town, so I expect the highs here will be around 96º to 99º. Yesterday when I quit sawing the big cottonwood by the barn, I left the saw where it got stuck partway through a cut when the trunk settled. So first thing this morning I fetched a jack and raised the trunk to unpinch the saw. I finished the cut and proceeded to more cuts. But before long the chain came off the bar. Yard work is a lot like farming, in that you have to keep stopping to fix the equipment. In this case, when the chain came loose it acquired a lot of little burrs that kept it from fitting back onto the bar. So I had to clamp the chain down on a sawhorse and remove all the burrs with a small grinder. The interruption took over an hour, and by the time I got back to sawing the work area was in full direct sunlight. I did a little more sawing, but left the rest for another cool morning. I moved on to watering transplants, especially one rose of Sharon that was starting to wilt. When I went to town for dog food I stopped at an auto shop south of town and made an appointment for the Suburban to get its engine transplant. That will be August 1, but I'll tow the vehicle there ahead of time and arrange for the new engine to be delivered there too.  




Friday, July 15, 2022

In the cool of the morning I trimmed small branches and twigs off the fallen cottonwood. By the time I finished I was in full direct sunlight and heating up, so sawing the trunk and branches will wait for the next session. After watering the transplants, I went to town for groceries and banking. In the afternoon I phoned the Jasper factory and arranged for delivery of a new engine for the Suburban. It's scheduled to arrive August 4. My other remote shopping was for a Model T carburetor book and a couple of reamers for carb repair. Finally I did more gathering of tools and equipment to take traveling. I hope the current heat wave will ease up a bit by the time I'm ready to travel.


Saturday, July 16, 2022

To finish cutting up the big cottonwood should have taken no more that twenty minutes. But the chain jumped off the bar and I spent the next hour and a half locating and grinding off the little burrs that kept it from fitting back in place. I drove up to the fairgrounds to check out the Roth auction. There was not one item of the slightest interest to me. On the way home I stopped and bought 1½ ounces of black pepper. For a leaky radiator? Nope. I dumped the pepper in a shaker on the kitchen table and filled the little plastic can with baby powder for mounting tires. I took the weed killer out of the defunct sprayer, put it into the new one, and finished spraying along the road by the west field. Then I watered the transplants. As long as we continue to have the current hot, dry weather, I'd better water often. I continued gathering and organizing tools and equipment to take traveling. Saturday treat night was tostadas, one with sardines and two with frijoles refritos, then I finished off the last of the watermelon left over from the family reunion last month. Tonight's movie was Where the Crawdads Sing. It's director Olivia Newman's second feature, and she works in a solid, traditional style. No bouncing camera, no CGI, no animated battles, no orange explosions... Just simple storytelling with good acting.


Sunday, July 17, 2022

Saturday: Twigs and small branches trimmed off.

Saturday: Beginning the serious dismantling.

Sunday: Almost done. One good-sized branch had to be pried out of the ground.
The big cottonwood removal is mostly done for now. There are some big pieces left to cut up, but they are out of the way and can wait for cooler weather. In the shop I started gathering spark plugs to use in the runabout and to take traveling as spares. I will need to test all of them and be sure they work. I will try Edisons in the car and take Splitdorf and Champion X as spares, plus a set of modern Autolite 3095. This heat is making me lazy. I took a siesta on the front porch about noon, and later an after-dinner nap for about an hour. I'm going to bed about midnight, when my bedroom has cooled down enough for comfortable sleeping.


Monday, July 18, 2022

Splitdorf may not be one of the brands of spare plugs I carry after all. So far I haven't found them. But while looking for them I did find my missing valve stem cover, so I guess that's some sort of progress. I did find the Edison 14 plugs, and a set of early Champion X, and put a batch of Autolite plugs to soak in rust remover. I still need to check and set the gap on all these plugs and put them in the tester to be sure they work. My cool-of-the-morning work today was gathering all of the cut up tree pieces that are too small to need splitting, and stacking them out of the way. The larger pieces that do need splitting will go to a different pile. When watering today I noted that the transplanted rose of Sharon which was rather wilted recently is now looking great since I started giving it more water.


Tuesday, July 19, 2022

Was that nasty-looking old brown Evaporust still good enough to take the surface rust off those Autolite plugs? Nope. After soaking overnight the rust was somewhat reduced, but mostly still there. So I dumped that exhausted remover and put those plugs and a few others to soak in fresh stuff. My shop project today was testing and fixing my Edison #14 plugs. Testing showed some of them good to go, and some not. The "not" ones were intermittent, firing then not firing at random intervals. I fixed some of the intermittent ones, taking them apart and flattening the rounded ends of the electrodes with a miniature grinder. I reassembled them, set the gaps, and tested them, and they fired correctly. I have a couple more of the Edisons to fix tomorrow, then I'll check a set of Champion X and some other brand. Apparently I won't be using the Splitdorf plugs as planned, because I haven't found them. Will I use Bethlehem? Horseshoe? Wards? Dunno. I'll pick a set after I test them.


Wednesday, July 20, 2022

The spraying I did last week and before worked great on Johnson grass and its relatives. Killed 'em deader than King Tut. But a lot of the broadleaf weeds came through apparently unaffected. So I mixed another five gallons of the same formula, using the last glysophate I had, but added two gallons of vinegar and upped the salt content from a tablespoon to a full cup. This morning I sprayed two gallons of it on some of the stubborn  weeds and will spray more tomorrow. In the shop I worked on plugs again. The fresh Evaporust worked its magic, removing all traces of rust from the eleven Autolites. After rinsing and drying them, I started testing. Of the nine I got around to testing, four tested good and five were trash. Those plugs are cheap, but not long lasting. Today a friend reminded me that I traded him my set of Splitdorf plugs for some Edisons. That's why I haven't been able to find them, and it's why I have enough Edisons for a full set and a couple of extras. I told him I would worry about this being an indication of oncoming Alzheimer's, but I've always been this way.


Thursday, July 21, 2022

My cool-of-the-morning work today wasn't all that cool. I got up late and didn't get started until about nine, and it was already getting toasty out in the sun. I did another two gallons worth of spraying weeds. I had planned to water in the evening, but noticed some of the transplants starting to wilt, so took care of it during the day. Even some well-established plants are starting to show stress, but I can't water everything, so some of them might not make it. The next chance of rain in the forecast is only 50%, a week away. A lot of grass, traditionally green all summer here, is dying. I hope this isn't the new normal. Out west the drought is the worst in a thousand years. In other news, school supplies are on sale and I bought a plastic pencil box which is just the right size for carrying spare Model T spark plugs. These small boxes are transparent enough to show what's inside without having to be opened. I think I will get more of them for other items.


Friday, July 22, 2022

Spraying was up first again. I finished the bank and ditch all along the south side of the road, and covered some of the surviving weeds in the lane to the wood lot. I'm pleased with how quickly and thoroughly the glysophate products kill Johnson grass and its relatives, but having so many of the broad leaf weeds surviving apparently undamaged has me thinking of trying something else. Today I drove to Winfield, a round trip of about 26 miles, to fill the Camry. That burned up almost a gallon of gas. So was the drive worthwhile? Arithmetic says yes. In Winfield I paid $3.799 per gallon for 15.9 gallons, a total of $60.43. The lowest price in Arkansas City was $4.599, which would make the cost for 15.9 gallons $73.12. Why such a price differential between two towns less than fifteen miles apart? I don't know, but it's been that way to varying degrees for years.


Saturday, July 23, 2022

Auction day. I checked the Defore auction in Winfield to see if they would be selling something worth my time later in the day. The answer was no, and I drove on to Belle Plaine for Ken Patterson's auction there. I bought an air hose for $3, but my big purchase was the reason I went: bricks. Ken estimated there were about a thousand of them, and if that's correct I bought them for 12¢ each. Street bricks are big and heavy, 7½ to a little over 8 pounds each, so getting them home will take several trips. I won't have my towing and hauling vehicle back until next month, so I phoned my cousin Wally and he agreed to help me get them home. But although Wally is five years younger than me, he's in poor health, and the more I thought about getting him out in 100º+ weather, the less I liked it. So I phoned my cousin Pete, nine years my junior, and she was willing. We'll start hauling tomorrow.


Sunday, July 24, 2022

Laundry day. I was hanging the last of the clothes on the line a few minutes past noon when Pete called to let me know she was on the way. We went to Belle Plaine, loaded 125 bricks in her truck (about half a ton), and brought them home. By the time we got them unloaded it was 3:30, so that was the only trip of the day. We could haul a lot more bricks with my trailer, but when Pete saw it she said she wouldn't use it. OK, we'll use just the truck and move only a half ton at a time.


Monday, July 25,  2022

Bricks and more bricks. I was up early and headed for Belle Plaine in the Camry a little after 7:00. I loaded 70 bricks, a little over a quarter ton, brought those home and unloaded them, then Pete came and picked me up and we made two trips with her truck. Those two loads made 250 bricks, about a ton. After dinner this evening I made another run with the Camry for another quarter ton. So that's ¾ ton on the weekend and 1½ tons today, around 562 bricks. It looks like Ken's guess of a thousand bricks was a gross underestimate. There are a lot more than another 500 left to fetch.


Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, July 26, 27, 28, 2022

I haven't posted here for three days because there was nothing different to report and I didn't want to take the time. Every day has been the same as Monday except that we've hauled another 4
½ tons, approximately another 1125 bricks. Normally I turn in late, around eleven or midnight, but tonight I'm going to crash after I post this. It's 10:00 PM.


Friday, July 29, 2022

This morning Wally helped me move the Suburban to Topper's shop south of town where it will get its new engine. Of course it had a flat tire I had to change, so a half hour job took over an hour. Pete had a doctor's appointment, so I was on my own with the brick project. I brought home another quarter ton by Camry in the afternoon, then another after dinner this evening. I finished early enough to have some twilight left for unloading without having to light a lantern.


Saturday, July 30, 2022

Rain! It started in the wee hours and went on until after noon. It was never heavy enough to be a real soaker, but it will help some of the desperate vegetation. The best part was the break in the heat. I think the high was about 78º, which felt really cool after all the 100º+ days this month. In my office I made a Facebook album about Bricks, then went down to the shop and worked on some spark plugs I'm restoring. In the afternoon I made another brick run. Consulting the owner's manual, I found that the Camry has a 900 pound weight limit. So instead of the quarter ton I've been hauling I added another couple hundred pounds for a total of 90 bricks a load. The car handled it with no trouble. For treat night I had been thinking of the Chinese buffet, but with my reduced appetite in the summer I went for carnitas at La Fiesta, a delightful and filling meal. A bonus was that the mariachis were playing tonight. I suggested an old song called Bohemio de Afición. The lead singer didn't remember all the words, so he looked them up online, set his phone on the table, and read the words as he sang. I thought that was pretty clever.


Sunday, July 31, 2022

On another wet morning I wasted too much time schmoozing on the internet, but the rain ended before noon, and in the afternoon I fetched another load of bricks. I've transported well over a thousand so far, and I think that's more than half, but there are still a few hundred more to bring.

  

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