Life at the end of the road

October 27, 2020

So much for a simple task :-(

Filed under: daily doings, Land Rover — Tags: , , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 7:32 am

Taking advantage of the earlier daylight and the disappeared lake I got straight under the ‘Old Girl’ in an area that had been a couple of inches deep in water last night. That was of course after feeding the confused pigs, hens and checking all the drains around the croft. Being somewhat surprised to find them all clear and not blocked. Last night’s flood around the house must have just been a consequence of the sheer volume of water rather than any blockages. So after making a mental note to do some modifications to the local geography with Calum the Kubota I set about fitting my £25 turbo hose and pipe in place of Land Rover’s genuine £169 version or the £10 Britpart version one that sadly didn’t fit. Having said that I’m pretty sure two NTC2337 fastened together would do the trick https://lifeattheendoftheroad.wordpress.com/2020/10/15/how-much/

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Then I turned my attention to what should have been a really, really simple task, that of fitting the stop light switch that had recently arrived.

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Having already given up trying to fit the ‘Britpart shitpart’ one I’d ordered a genuine Lucas ‘Prince of Darkness’ one, though everyone of them actually came came from Taiwan Smile Lets hope the Taiwanese ones don’t have the usual ‘Magic smoke’ that used to accompany Lucas products hey Smile

  

The normal procedure for fitting this simple on off switch that’s actuated by the brake pedal would be to simply remove the bonnet stay and lift the bonnet right up (or even take it off). If you do lift it right up though, make sure you put some protection against the windscreen (specially if you have a spare wheel mount on the bonnet) and tie the bonnet back so it doesn’t decapitate you.

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To prevent up ward pressure from the brake pedal which may hinder fitting, press the pedal down or get someone to do it for you. Me, I have a suitable bit of wood.

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You should then be able to replace the switch but I had given up on that with the Britpart one as I couldn’t seem to get the threads started.

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Thinking the internal threads were damaged or full of paint I ran a bolt in and out a few times first (It’s M14 x 1.5 and the fuel tank drain plug fits). However, even after doing this it took me an inordinate amount of time to get the switch to start. This being mainly on account of the restricted access and angle you have to work at. I am certain that under normal circumstances it would be just simpler to remove the whole pedal box assembly but mine had had some of the captive nuts replaced by ordinary ones so it would have been a ‘two man job’. Anyway, I got it fitted eventually, then using my bit of wood set the switch with a multimeter so it closed just as light pressure was applied on the brake pedal.

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Making sure that it went ‘open circuit’ when released.

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Spending a couple of hours after that ensuring that the current from the brake light circuit ended up at the correct terminals in my new junction box to the cables in the chassis.

Rushing to the village after that to post some letters and parcels.

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At this point, as you can see from the eastward view from Brochel and the northward one from Cnoch an Uan, it wasn’t a bad day.

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On the way back ‘wee dug’ and I had a look round the almost completed EE mast at Cnoch an Uan, which looks like it is just awaiting its power supply judging by the one empty concrete pad.

Even the brief trip to the Post Office had eaten into the afternoon light and by the time I got back home there was little daylight left but I did manage a little more work on the ‘spaghetti’ before lack of daylight drove me inside to my venison stew and an evening with the Calcutta Light Horse https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calcutta_Light_Horse operation Creek and of course bed with Rodney Smile https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HMS_Rodney_(29) I know, I know, I ‘need to get out more’ like most people these days but I was like this before ‘Lockdown’ Smile

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Anyway, it’s far too nice to be indoors now, I’m off Smile

September 26, 2020

Plan Z :-)

Filed under: animals, daily doings, Trucks and plant — Tags: , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 7:25 am

Well it seemed like a stormy night here if the voltage on my battery banks is anything to go by, I was up several times during the night and on each occasion the kitchen voltmeter was hovering around the 59.V mark.

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It’s 6:30 now, reading a much saner 50.2V and I cannot hear a breath of wind outdoors but by all accounts it was pretty stormy elsewhere in the country. Here the forecast looks good with big smiley sunny faces dominating the outlook on XC Weather. I just can’t make my mind up what to do today, yesterday’s lumb clearing being something of a failure. My plan being to try and clear the avalanche inside the lumb from below using a small battering ram on the end of some drain clearing rods. This initially met with some success but my ‘ram’, whilst dislodging much rubble couldn’t seem to break up the larger rocks so I figured more weight and a ‘pointy end’ might help.

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This brought to mind a hardened steel pick for my demolition hammer that I’d purchased some years ago only to discover it was the wrong fitting for my Hitachi breaker, so, I welded it onto the steel bar on the end and went to have another go.

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It certainly seemed to be bringing down more of the debris but kept getting jammed up there. Having already lost several heavy objects inside the boodly chimney I decided to abandon it until I could modify the back end with a grinder so at least it wouldn’t jam on the way down. I also had in mind to ‘find’ three meters of 63mm thick walled blue water pipe as I knew where there was several hundred meters lying in the heather, or at least there was a few years ago Smile I figured that 63mm pipe would be solid enough to batter with a sledge hammer but bendy enough to go up the lumb. I’d already tried 90mm and it just wasn’t bendy enough.

Back to the ‘Old Girl’

Truth is, I was boodly knackered after all my battering and rodding so I went home to do some more work on the Land Rover, leaving my quest for 63mm pipe until later when I was expecting some deliveries from the ferry.

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I had already destroyed my exhaust down pipe trying to remove it to access the starter motor. A new 90 degree bend was on it’s way but the one fitted on Steve Parker’s 200TDi conversion is swaged slightly smaller at the manifold end and I’d battered that to death.

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So, I heated up the damaged end, straightened on a mandrel, chopped it off and fastened it onto the end of the £15 bend, I wasnae paying £150 for one of Steve’s again Smile

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Seemed to work just fine.

I then headed to the ferry to collect more bits required for the ‘Old Girl’ calling by the new EE mast at Cnoc an Uan on the way.

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No visit to the south end around lunchtime would be complete without a stop at the Larch Box for a snack.

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Yesterday’s choice being a brie, sundried tomato and pesto toastie, yum, yum.

Armed with more Land Rover parts I headed home via the water treatment plant to see if the long lengths of 63mm pipe were still lying in the heather.

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Sure, they were but it wasn’t that that caught my eye, it was the broken ‘pecker’ lying outside the compound which Molly and I ‘rescued’ with some difficulty. It was quite a way from the car and boodly heavy. I had a plan Smile yet another for the lumb saga.

Saturday

Well, it almost be 8:00am now the stags are roaring outside and the hinds gathering

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he’s been busy rolling in the peaty mud trying to make himself look bigger and more attractive,

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the girls, well, they don’t seem too impressed Smile Me, I’d better go feed the pigs, if I can find them, they never came home last night Sad smile

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