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I'm moving back home to SC, because I start my job in March. I have A LOT of stuff, so moving it all was going to be a long process. I have a 1973 chevy bus that I had taken all the seats out of to turn it into an RV. Well, the RV part never came along, so I made sure she would make the trip with all my PM, and replaced the Master Cylinder with a new hydro-boost one.
Loaded up most of my garage in her, and headed south around 8am on the 16th. Stopped by John Winslows to drool and get some parts.
Over all the bus ran great, average speed was about 56mph. I was expecting more trouble with the bus than the deuce.
When I got to my parents, I had to change out the two front tires, mount the spare, and install the alternator.
Ted and Karen from Ted's trunks N stuff were a big help, getting the alternator shipped out on Wed. DHL went above and beyond again, letting me pick up the crate as it was unloaded off the big truck at like 7am on Friday. I wanted to get on the road as early as possible. I also had removed the drivers seat to put on the new cushions I had gotten and fix the lumbar control. Got on the road at about 1pm, not as early as I had hoped, but still ok. Got up the road a ways and realized my back tires were not tracking each other. One axle was pushed towards the driver side rubbing the pass tire on the springs, while the other axle was the opposite. So I swung around and went back to my parents.
My brother and I jacked up the rear frame, and slid the axles over, then put little blocks of wood to shim the springs in their carriers, and everything lined up right. I guess I will need to check my torsion bars.
Got on the road again at 3:30pm. Got just out of town and filled up, then hit the road. Got about 40miles into NC, and the truck starts surging, just a little at first but then it gets worse and worse. Like driving along and then hitting a patch of soft sand. I pulled off many times, spent about an hour in one place, called Recovery4X4 (Kenny) for any tips, dumped some motor oil in the fuel, blew clean the air filter, drained the filters, and put on the grill cover to warm her up. Nothing seemed to help.
Running out of energy, I decided to press on to at least the love's truck stop right over the VA border. She finally kind of mellowed out, but with about a 10mph loss in power. the pitch of the exhaust was different too. So I get to love's, top off the tank, grab some McDonald's, and hit the road again. Now, I didn't shut it down when I stopped and fueled up, but with a fuel tank she was going great. I did 62mph most of the way down hwy 58 to Norfolk.
So something must be wrong with my intake pump, as when the fuel drops below 1/2 it starts doing it. And, my horn valve died I guess. I took my wife to work this morning in it (she's been dieing to ride it to work) and I didn't drain the tanks when I got home because I had only like 3hrs of sleep and I just wanted to hit the hay. Well, I woke up about 3 hrs later to a horn, realized its MY horn, and run outside to drain the tanks. By the time I got dress, the whole neighborhood was coming outside to complain. So I guess most of them don't like it already... At least it won't be here long.
Enjoy the pics!
I'm moving back home to SC, because I start my job in March. I have A LOT of stuff, so moving it all was going to be a long process. I have a 1973 chevy bus that I had taken all the seats out of to turn it into an RV. Well, the RV part never came along, so I made sure she would make the trip with all my PM, and replaced the Master Cylinder with a new hydro-boost one.
Loaded up most of my garage in her, and headed south around 8am on the 16th. Stopped by John Winslows to drool and get some parts.
Over all the bus ran great, average speed was about 56mph. I was expecting more trouble with the bus than the deuce.
When I got to my parents, I had to change out the two front tires, mount the spare, and install the alternator.
Ted and Karen from Ted's trunks N stuff were a big help, getting the alternator shipped out on Wed. DHL went above and beyond again, letting me pick up the crate as it was unloaded off the big truck at like 7am on Friday. I wanted to get on the road as early as possible. I also had removed the drivers seat to put on the new cushions I had gotten and fix the lumbar control. Got on the road at about 1pm, not as early as I had hoped, but still ok. Got up the road a ways and realized my back tires were not tracking each other. One axle was pushed towards the driver side rubbing the pass tire on the springs, while the other axle was the opposite. So I swung around and went back to my parents.
My brother and I jacked up the rear frame, and slid the axles over, then put little blocks of wood to shim the springs in their carriers, and everything lined up right. I guess I will need to check my torsion bars.
Got on the road again at 3:30pm. Got just out of town and filled up, then hit the road. Got about 40miles into NC, and the truck starts surging, just a little at first but then it gets worse and worse. Like driving along and then hitting a patch of soft sand. I pulled off many times, spent about an hour in one place, called Recovery4X4 (Kenny) for any tips, dumped some motor oil in the fuel, blew clean the air filter, drained the filters, and put on the grill cover to warm her up. Nothing seemed to help.
Running out of energy, I decided to press on to at least the love's truck stop right over the VA border. She finally kind of mellowed out, but with about a 10mph loss in power. the pitch of the exhaust was different too. So I get to love's, top off the tank, grab some McDonald's, and hit the road again. Now, I didn't shut it down when I stopped and fueled up, but with a fuel tank she was going great. I did 62mph most of the way down hwy 58 to Norfolk.
So something must be wrong with my intake pump, as when the fuel drops below 1/2 it starts doing it. And, my horn valve died I guess. I took my wife to work this morning in it (she's been dieing to ride it to work) and I didn't drain the tanks when I got home because I had only like 3hrs of sleep and I just wanted to hit the hay. Well, I woke up about 3 hrs later to a horn, realized its MY horn, and run outside to drain the tanks. By the time I got dress, the whole neighborhood was coming outside to complain. So I guess most of them don't like it already... At least it won't be here long.
Enjoy the pics!
