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Well, after I totaled my last car on a night drenched by an El Nino rain, I needed new wheels.   At first I drove a car that a friend loaned me.  This friend, Jan Hansen, really came through for me with this spare set of wheels.  While it worked it was not the type of car either of us would want gracing our driveways.  In short it was a Buick Skylark.
 
Jan and the Buick
To show you what I mean here is a shot of Jan as she is reclining - oh so elegantly - upon the hood of this fine example of General Motor's  automotive design excellence! 

Just for balance, here I am standing out in front of the same beast!

Me and the Buick
We are both smiling here because I am fresh back from purchasing my NEW wheels!  This is but the second vehicle I have ever owned so I made it a good one.  I made sure that it would be a nice, practical machine.  A machine that would suit my needs and had not an ounce of extravagance in it.

So, I bought a pickup truck!

Me and MY Truck! Damn, what a nice toy!  And damn don't I look white!

Looking back on this from some four years distance I am rather amazed they actually sold me anything.  My hair has now grown out to about the middle of my back and I would not be caught dead going out of the house looking like this guy here on the left.

But hey, the truck still looks cool!

This fine machine that is gracing my driveway is a 1996 Ford Ranger XLT Supercab.   It is the four cylinder, two wheel drive version.  I did not opt for the more powerful V-6 as it would have added too much to the cost.  Nor did I really want a four wheel drive machine as I have no plans for offloading with this truck.  I have been driving my new toy for several years now and I really like it.

The seating position in the cab is a real step up from when I was in my VW Golf.   Now I can see much more of the traffic in front of me and that has made driving much better.  I also like the utility of this utility vehicle.  I was always cramming things into my Golf and although it could hold an amazing amount of stuff, it really doesn't hold a candle to what this pickup takes in stride.

The Tie-Down Escapade

To assist in this hauling I decided to install some tie-downs in the bed of the truck.   As this is my truck, not just any tie-down would do.  Oh no!  These had to be special.  The ones I settled on are ProTracks made by Eagle Co. in Temecula CA.   They are well made and offer a good degree of flexibility in attachments.  The one thing about them though, was that they required using bolts for the most secure placement of the tie-down tracks.  This was a problem as I have full bedliner on the truck and did not want to cut big holes in it.

A friend of mine, Joel Vande Berg, solved this by suggesting I work up an attachment plate to hold the nuts in place once I had drilled the holes for the tracks.  To have these attachment plates made however, I would have to have them fabricated.  Just my luck that my boss's son is a metal worker here in town.  I discussed this with him and we settled on the spec's.  Here is what he came up with.
 

ProTrack and Attachment Plate   This view shows the relative size of this tie-down attachment track and the attachment plate I had Alan fabricate.   The ProTrack is on the right and the fabricated attachment plate is on the left.   That is a Quarter there in the middle to show the overall size of these items.   The attachment plate is a rather simple affair.  Just a 1/8th inch thick metal strip with three holes drilled in it that match the holes in the ProTrack.  At each of those holes in the attachment plate Alan welded on a Steel-lock nut.  He then painted the plates black and put on some adhesive tape. 
The tape really helped in holding the plates in place while I reattached the bedliner.  Here is a shot of the tape. The attachment plate is sitting inside the front of the ProTrack. Adhesive strip

One thing I did learn from trying to install these things in my truck bed was that I should stick to my day job!  I am pretty good with tools and have made a number of things out of wood.  This was the first time I had done much work with metal.  I learned, the hard way, that metal work requires a different approach.  After much sweating and frustration I learned that being off by even the smallest amount could really mess things up.  I am used to working with tolerances of no more than a sixteenth of an inch.  For metal work, even work so simple as this, that was too much slop.   Alan was real helpful with this and we got done what needed to be done.  As a result, I now have the tie-downs I wanted and things are great!
 
 

The Brake Job

Back in 1980 my dad decided that my future would be well served if we all knew what, exactly, my aptitudes were.  So, when I came home from college for Xmas Break that fall, he popped for having my aptitude tested at this little private testing company in Boston.  I would much rather have gotten more Xmas goodies with the money he spent on that testing but, hey, it was his money.  What we learned from all of this is pretty much what we knew going in to it.  Namely, that I'm pretty bright, have got good hand/ eye coordination, can read well, and have a good sense of spatial relationships.  From this the testing company said that I would make an excellent brain surgeon or lawyer.  As I was planning a career in the military at the time (flying jets in the Air Force!) I wasn't particularly interested in enduring the horrendous education process to become a doctor or a lawyer.  Not to mention that there was no way either of my folks could have put me through that sort of schooling.  I still have the test results report around somewhere. 

The other thing which that testing confirmed was that I have a high degree of mechanical aptitude.  I'm pretty good with machines.  I already knew this.  My mom already knew this.  My dad already knew this.  The testing proved an expensive way of confirming this.  But, he was paying for the testing.

Over the years my mom would frequently turn to me for help with something mechanical.  At work I got this a lot too. At my first professional job, working for MCI in Pentagon City, Virginia, I eventually got put in charge of all the IBM PC's in my department.  I got put in charge of the IBM PC AT's when we got those too!  (That's a referential joke meant to show just how long ago it was when an IBM PC referred to an actual piece of specific hardware and not just a generalized term.)  I've long prided myself on my mechanical systems knowledge.  I have usually been able to fix most things around my living spaces.  I've made a lot of things.  I've done a lot of work on my own cars too.  Mostly this was out of a dire need to save money but it was also something I enjoyed doing.

Cars were, however, new to me.  I'd never owned one when I bought my first car and I had no idea what it took to maintain them or what was an indication that maintenance was called for.  That proved an expensive process to learn as I went through at least one clutch in my VW Golf for not knowing that clutches periodically need adjustment.

Back in November of '01 I had another learning experience.

I pride myself on my mechanical abilities.  I also pride myself on being aware of mechanical things.  I knew it had been a while since I'd had a look at my breaks but their response still seemed fine and I thought it alright to let such things slide until I had both the money and the time to fix them.  Silly me.
 

A Bad Thing

This is NOT a good thing.

I took my truck down to the Dualtone shop in Pacific Beach and asked them check the brakes for me.  This, with the intention of letting them do the messy work of replacing the pads and perhaps turning the rotors if need be.  Well, it was worse than that.  Much worse.  It turns out that I hadn't just worn down my brake pads I had actually worn them out.  Almost through to the liner on the left side and completely through on the right.  The right side was so bad, in fact, that it had caused the brake caliper to seize up.  That's right, the right front brake was locked up in the locked position.  All the time.  That is not a good thing.

Aside from grinding through the brake pad and liner, this also caused the caliper head to start grinding through on to the rotor surface itself.  In the picture above here you can see what sort of effect this had.  The bright ring on the edge of the rotor head is where the caliper pistons had actually worn through the pad and were in direct contact with the rotor surface.

I was not happy about this.  The good folks at Dualtone wanted the better part of $600 to fix this.  Most of that was the labor involved.  That was about $400 more than I had to spend on this.  So, I had to make this repair myself.  A learning experience indeed.

So, I unlimbered my repair manual, not the one that came inside the glove box with the truck, and looked things over.  This was a rather basic bit of work that also involved no specialized tools.  It was something that, with a little preparation, I could do myself in the span of an afternoon.  And that I did.

I was a bit leery of mucking about with the brake system of my vehicle.  Even more important than making sure that my vehicle would go when and where I wanted it to was that my vehicle would stop where and when I wanted it to.  Maintaining that secondary ability is central to avoiding a life filled with unpleasant complications such a medical bills, lawsuits, replacement vehicles costs, and accident reports.

I read as much as I could about this and also had the good advice of a friend of mine, Joel (once again), who had done this sort of work on his own vehicles.  It wasn't exactly a "piece of cake" but it was pretty direct and straightforward.

The whole thing

Here it all is


In this shot I have already removed the old brake caliper and the rotor.  The new rotor is that shiny thing in the center of the picture and the new caliper is to the left of it and right next to the hammer.  I needed that hammer to pound on the ratchet there to the right of the rotor.  The bolts holding the brake caliper in place had locked in there pretty good.  Repeated heat stressing had seen to that.  It was a real pain to loosen those puppies.  In the future I'm going to have a breaker bar for such a job.  Ratchets are not made for intense pounding or stress.  Too much and it will break the ratchet mechanism inside of them, rendering them useless in the process.  I was lucky that such didn't happen here.
 
Looking at the new caliper next to the old one really showed how much wear the old one had endured as a result of it being seized.  That placed a large amount of mechanical stress and heat stress on it as well.  I'm glad it didn't fail as I was driving along.
 
The new rotor in place

This shot above is what the new rotor looked like when I finally had it mounted.  Placing the caliper onto that assembly was pretty direct.  I had to replace the rotors on both sides so that the braking action would be equal on both sides.  That was necessary but a pain.  That clear hose and bottle hanging off the side of the shock absorber there is the brake fluid I drained from the system and caliper in order to pry the brake loose on that side.  A messy thing this.  The stain in the concrete there is from what dribbled out before I got it plugged.
 

This was an interesting experience for me but also a real pain.  By ignoring one of the basic systems of my vehicle I managed to set myself back by about $300.  New brake pads only cost about $20 a set.  So, checking the state of the brake pads is now another thing on my regular to do lists.
 

If you would like to learn more about me – just ask!   Drop me a line and we’ll see what happens.  I can be reached
here at: madoc@madoc.us.

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