Was on my way from Scottsdale to Payson when the rig quit. Found a rainfall of transmission fluid underneath. And could also smell that faint gasoline odor. Called the ERS which sent a tow truck from Mesa. Got back to town about 7pm and boondocked in the parking lot. Finally done at 3pm and took myself to the park in Apache Junction I stayed in last week.
That asshole mechanic in Abq didn't replace the transmission gasket like he was supposed to, so that's what gave way last night. And he didn't replace the brake cable, either, just adjusted it, so now it's totally broken and will need fixing. The fuel line had just begun to work its way around the hose clamp, so that's where the smell was coming from.
And the tow truck driver took out the driveshaft to tow the rig, said it was "policy," but it cost me $50 bucks to have it reinstalled, which they don't do because of "liability."
An expensive day. Aaaargh.
Monday, October 11, 2010
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