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A fellow member, Cookieman, bought a M109 at Riley. He had the misfortune of coming through on my day off, so I volunteered to go help him. He claims he is new to military vehicles, but he did a whole lot of fixing on his own!
I left town early this morning, cruising east on I-70 with my ear plugs in. I had just gone through the deuce yesterday, I thought all was well. About 30 miles in, just east of Abilene, close to Chapman, I hear a high pitched squeal. That is never good!
I pop out the ear plugs, check the instruments, all looks good, no noises, no smoke, not a thing. Roll up the ear plugs and stuff them back in. Squeal!!!! That I am begging for relief squeal that fan felts make when something has gone foul.
Next step is the cab full of burning rubber smell. Yep, I am sure I have live roasted a belt. Steady eye on the temperature and it is rock solid. There is a rest area a few miles ahead, motor on.... The volt meter loses a little ground, so I shut off the head lights. Roll into the rest area, pop the hood, sure enough, the outside belt is ripped to shreds.
The generator is not turning, the inside belt is still on.... crapola, now what? I really want to help these guys out, so close the hood and take off for Riley. I watch the temp and it never goes up, how long can a belt slip over a seized generator?
I make it to the gate, get on base, pull up to the lot across from GL and let her idle to cool down, then shut down. It is 0800, M109 time is 0900.
A few cool things go by, one is a brand new in the wooden crate Pribbs bed for a M105 trailer.
0900 and no Cookieman.....
0915 and no Cookieman.....
0918 and I am calling Cookieman, thinking he must be on Mountain time! They are already inside and are strapping down two M105s behind his Toyota.
Rebecca comes to the gate, gets me signed in and assigned a tag, we go back to completing the M105 chore.
Off to the deuce....
She is looking kind of rough sitting there, back door open, both cab doors blowing in the breeze, left front tire flat....
Open the battery box and it is a crusty mess, good thing they brought new batteries....
Go through the fluids, fix a few things....
You can read that here.... http://www.steelsoldiers.com/deuce/67567-anybody-win-ft-riley-3.html#post840869
Get back to my deuce and fire it up for the trip home. I am sweating bullets, I just know this thing is going to puke anytime.
We drive through some rain, roll into Salina and fill both trucks with #2.
The M109 is running good enough, we decide to give the overloaded Tundra a break and move a trailer to the M109.
My belt got me home! Now to search out a replacement for my locked up generator. I never had that issue before.... a little recovery video and the belt still slipping, 100 miles or so later, in my back yard. Glen
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FLwBpYdCQg[/media]
I left town early this morning, cruising east on I-70 with my ear plugs in. I had just gone through the deuce yesterday, I thought all was well. About 30 miles in, just east of Abilene, close to Chapman, I hear a high pitched squeal. That is never good!
I pop out the ear plugs, check the instruments, all looks good, no noises, no smoke, not a thing. Roll up the ear plugs and stuff them back in. Squeal!!!! That I am begging for relief squeal that fan felts make when something has gone foul.
Next step is the cab full of burning rubber smell. Yep, I am sure I have live roasted a belt. Steady eye on the temperature and it is rock solid. There is a rest area a few miles ahead, motor on.... The volt meter loses a little ground, so I shut off the head lights. Roll into the rest area, pop the hood, sure enough, the outside belt is ripped to shreds.
The generator is not turning, the inside belt is still on.... crapola, now what? I really want to help these guys out, so close the hood and take off for Riley. I watch the temp and it never goes up, how long can a belt slip over a seized generator?
I make it to the gate, get on base, pull up to the lot across from GL and let her idle to cool down, then shut down. It is 0800, M109 time is 0900.
A few cool things go by, one is a brand new in the wooden crate Pribbs bed for a M105 trailer.
0900 and no Cookieman.....
0915 and no Cookieman.....
0918 and I am calling Cookieman, thinking he must be on Mountain time! They are already inside and are strapping down two M105s behind his Toyota.
Rebecca comes to the gate, gets me signed in and assigned a tag, we go back to completing the M105 chore.
Off to the deuce....
She is looking kind of rough sitting there, back door open, both cab doors blowing in the breeze, left front tire flat....
Open the battery box and it is a crusty mess, good thing they brought new batteries....
Go through the fluids, fix a few things....
You can read that here.... http://www.steelsoldiers.com/deuce/67567-anybody-win-ft-riley-3.html#post840869
Get back to my deuce and fire it up for the trip home. I am sweating bullets, I just know this thing is going to puke anytime.
We drive through some rain, roll into Salina and fill both trucks with #2.
The M109 is running good enough, we decide to give the overloaded Tundra a break and move a trailer to the M109.
My belt got me home! Now to search out a replacement for my locked up generator. I never had that issue before.... a little recovery video and the belt still slipping, 100 miles or so later, in my back yard. Glen
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FLwBpYdCQg[/media]
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