Roger finally got a little video put together documenting our October trip with the Antique Automobile Club to the Prude Ranch at Fort Davis, Texas. It was so much fun. I'm ready to go again.
For those who don't know, Fort Davis is extremely remote.
Fort Davis is isolated.
Fort Davis is in the middle of nowhere.
Fort Davis is calling my name.
AACA Texas Tour 2012 from Joy Banks on Vimeo.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Remember this crate? This crate that Roger built not too long ago?
This crate that Roger and friends lowered a dirty, oily, cranky old engine into and shipped off to Illinois?
And look what it has in it! A sparkling clean, rebuilt, diamond block, Ford Model A engine. Thanks to Antique Engine Rebuilding in Skokie, Illinois for making it happen!
When Roger gets it re-installed and a gazillion other parts put back into place, I know a little yellow truck that will be happy, happy. :~)
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Yesterday was a real nail-biter. We had taken Daisy to the shop a few days before.
And after a lot of thought....
and some head scratching.....
Roger decided he was going to need some assistance.....other than me.... to help him remove Daisy's engine. Our friend, Jim,
was forced volunteered to help out. After the two of them studied the "Engine Removal Manual," they got to work.
Roger had already removed all the various parts surrounding the engine, so the next step was loosening all the bolts to the engine itself.
Then it was time to wrap this enormous chain around it and attach this cool-looking pulley.
Roger made sure it was on nice and tight before they started pulling.
Inch by inch......
little by little.....
they kept pulling.
They didn't stop pulling until that engine was hovering over Daisy like a hummingbird hovers over a flower. Now this is where things got really scarey.
Roger had to hold the engine steady.....
while Jim supported the transmission and at the same time rolled Daisy back. The whole time I watched I kept thinking about how I was going to explain to Jim's wife how Jim got run over by a truck with no engine.
Luckily, that didn't happen and the engine was finally free and clear.
They guys took a little breather before starting on the next step......
getting the engine into the crate.
Roger and Jim must be living right because right on cue Jim's son, Jason, showed up to help with this.
All that was left now was finishing up.
They packed the engine nice and tight.
Some yellow straps were wrapped around the crate.
Daisy was rolled out of the way.
Jason hooked the pulley onto the yellow straps.
Jim and Jason lifted the crate while Roger backed his big pickup into the shop.
It took some muscle.....
and some team work.....
but they got it loaded onto the truck.
Roger will drop the crate off tomorrow at the motor freight company and Daisy's engine will be on its way to Skokie, Illinois where the guys at Antique Engine Rebuilding will give it an overhaul. http://antiqueenginerebuilding.com/
For Daisy's sake, I hope they don't keep it too long. The old girl looks naked without it.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Roger was out in the garage the other day making all kinds of racket.
I knew the temperature in the garage was
100 120, so I tried to ignore the sounds and stay inside.
However, my curiosity finally got the better of me and I stepped out into the sweltering heat to see what was going on.
me: What are you doing?
Roger: Building a box.
me: A box?
Roger: Well, a crate.
me: A crate?
In hindsight, I should of known this would have been a good time to quit asking questions. After all, what you don't know can't hurt you, but, doggone it, I've never been good at knowing when to quit.
me: A crate, as in shipping crate?
me: To ship something in? (I was like a dog with a new bone.)
me: What are you planning on shipping in it?
Roger: Daisy's engine.
After I picked myself up off the concrete floor and dusted the saw dust off, I casually walked back into the house and shut the door just like nothing ever happened.
But my thoughts were racing. Oh, man, here we go again...........
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
For those of you who have asked, yes, Daisy was in a parade on the 4th of July. And for those of you who didn't believe me when I said the parade route was through a retirement community, here's proof.
Oh, and Roger had a blast!
A Rio Concho 4th of July from Joy Banks on Vimeo.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Last Thursday we loaded our little yellow truck onto a trailer......
....... hitched the trailer onto the motorhome.....
......made sure we had our dog and our dog had his Christmas Monkey......
....and we headed south....down into the Texas Hill Country.
We were headed to Marble Falls and the 49th Annual Texas Grand Old Tour.
The RV Park we stayed at in Marble Falls was beautiful. It was located on the shore of Lake LBJ. This is a picture of one of their "luxury sites." There was wrought iron patio furniture, a built in grill and an outdoor sink. They even had their own private boat docks.
You had to be driving one of these big rigs to even be eligible to stay in one. I was impressed. Really impressed.
These sites even had green grass. It was awesome.
Some friends of ours from Winters stayed at the same RV park.
Jan and Jim were lots of fun. And they knew things. They knew where to go to get a slice of this....
The meringue on that pie must of been stacked at least eight inches high. This was a piece of coconut.
The meringue was stacked even higher on the chocolate. I had a piece of the chocolate.
That evening our friends, the Casey's, drove out from Round Rock. They've attended lots of these Model A events and they usually come in "Ladybug" their 1928 Model A pickup. This year they showed up in this cute little thing. I'm not for sure what year or model she was, but they sure picked out a pretty name for her....."Porsche." It had a nice ring to it.
After eating ourselves silly on Friday, it was time to get down to business Saturday morning.
Roger got out early and started polishing on Daisy.
Jim gave his shade tree mechanic skills a workout. I'm sure Roger was imparting some kind of words of wisdom to him.
Finally it was time to head to town and get our place in the line up....
the big line up. The line up for the Grand Old Tour.
The following is a little video clip about how that went. Sometimes things don't always go smoothly, but that's what keeps life interesting. A little bump in the road every now and then can actually be fun. And besides.....
if it hadn't of been for that little bump in the road, I wouldn't have been able to go back to town and get this. And that would of been a shame because it had my name written all over it!
The 49th Texas Grand Old Tour: