Saturday, July 5, 2008

MONDAY 30TH JUNE 2008

I had had enough by about 5.30 am, and decided I was getting up and getting ready to move. When we were checking all the connections, etc, we noticed one of the brackets on the car that we use with the A Frame towing system was a bit bent. We decided we would see how it went and get it fixed down the road a bit further. We got back on the road and headed up the Coorong towards Talem Bend.

We were about 19kms from Salt Creek and Steve notice the bus was surging. The tank showed just under half full but we soon learnt this was not correct. LESSON NO. 3 – Don’t trust the reading on the fuel guage. We pulled into a roadside stop 14kms out and the bus died. So we unhitched the car and Steve took the Jerry Cans into town and filled them up. When he got back, we put the fuel in and of course, the bus didn’t want to start. We had to try and bleed the injectors. Steve made a couple of calls to Jock at Nth East to get some advice. After about half an hour of cursing and stress, the bus just would not fire. It was so close. So Steve went back into Salt Creek to see if someone there could help. They put us in touch with a guy called Dave and he said he would come out but it would take about an hour and, with the price of fuel these days, would have to cost at least $60.00. Steve told him to come, we weren’t worried about the cost, we just wanted to get back on the road. Dave finally turned up about 1-1/2 hours later with a few squirts of aero start and some more bleeding it only took him approx 15 mins and we got it firing. We paid him $100 and said buy yourself some beers“don’t worry about the receipt” we were just happy to get back on the road. We got to about 7kms east of Talem Bend and found a nice road side stop and stayed the night and had the best sleep so far.

2 comments:

derro said...

Guys. Can you tell me If you get this or the one before it? Im enjoying keeping track. See ya Steve and Jan.

derro said...

Geez youre an arsey bastard.That story about the hitch reminded me about the time the xr wagon alternator shit itself at Bathurst.You and I dont remember who took it into town to be repaired met an old bloke in the pub and he gave you his old fence for firewood.You came up the mountain smashed andwe went down and picked it up.