and we begin another year

It’s December 31st, and we’re hanging out at the Unitarian church in Manchester, using the wireless DSL line and making ourselves available for the party going on downstairs. We’re working on New Year’s Eve.

We’ve been busy since October working on our new-to-us home, this 1987 Rockwood

Picture of our motor home.

Home Sweet Home

We bought an RV big enough to live in and work out of but we couldn’t buy one in the condition we wanted and the size we need so we elected to invest some sweat equity and bought an RV that had been sitting for about a decade. Most of the systems came back online with just a little poking and prodding. Cleaned the refrigerator’s burner and couldn’t get it to light with the electric start. Lit the damn thing with a match, shut the burner off and it restarted the way it was supposed to start in the first place. I don’t care why just so long as it works.
Since we’re doing what’s called dry camping, we needed to add a generator to recharge the battery pack and provide 110 VAC for the Sharp combination microwave and convection oven. And watch movies.

Photo of a 1965 Dayton brand generator.

First run of our new-to-us 2.5 KW Dayton


When we bought this time machine, Lynn said “you let me buy a generator too big to fit in the compartment?” well, yeah! The generator doubles as a starting motor and that’s just too cool to pass up. Plus the generator will trickle charge the starting battery. We can add a battery and cut-out relay and have a push button start generator. For the time being I start it with the pull rope and this old Briggs & Stratton starts on the first pull with air temperatures in the 20s.
The Suburban furnace has been giving us trouble since the outside temperatures have become seasonal. Mostly stopping in the early part of the morning say 2:00 AM. We probably should have pulled and cleaned the furnace before we tried using it but I’m a risk taker and it seemed to work o-kay. When we pulled the furnace we found mouse and hornet’s nests
Photo of an RV furnace with aq mouse nest.

Mouse nest in the fresh air side of our Suburban NT34.


The mouse nest nothing compared to the hornet’s nest we found in the combustion air intake and blower wheel.
Photo of a Suburban NT34S Combustion Blower Wheel

The blower wheel is pretty much plugged with paper from a hornet's nest in the intake plenum.


Luckily the blower wheel came off easily and we spent some time cutting up and vacuuming out the hornet’s nest. It’s amazing this furnace ran as well as it did. Alas, when 2:00 AM rolled around the furnace was idling away blowing cold air.
The next day we pulled the furnace apart again and isolated the problem in the electromechanical solenoid valve and regulator. Cleaning and testing the electrics made the furnace start and run great. Until 11:00 PM after watching two hours of DVD television. Sleeping bags!
This morning I fired up the generator (one pull!) and put our little 1.5KW heater next to the furnace. After 15 minutes no joy. After 30 minutes we have ignition. We let the furnace run until we had to move the house and the furnace ran fine. It’s ten minutes until 9:00 PM and in a few hours we’ll be home. Maybe the furnace will start, maybe it’ll start with heat and maybe I’ll be snuggling up in my Western Mountaineering Alpine Lite mummy bag tonight. Either way, I’m sleeping in tomorrow morning!

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About me.

Male, born in 1956.  I’ve wrecked two motorcycles and got some metal in my heart.  I love technology!

I started working at the L.S. Starrett company in Athol, MA until it became obvious to everyone but me that I was gay.  Company said “Seek treatment for your condition or else.”  So I did.  Didn’t work out the way Starrett’s planned.  The APA had removed or was about to remove homosexuality from their list of treatable (billable?) illnesses.  I like me just the way I am so I moved to New Hampshire in 1976.
In 1984 my motorcycle was truck from behind in a hit and run accident.

Me lying on my back in a Stryker frame with tension on my head.

Not a pretty start.


I spent a week and one half in the Eliot being flipped with a pancake and having the sheet peeled from my back. I wear a minimum of a leather scooter jacket now for running to the market and leather chaps and boots for longer jaunts.
Me lying face down in the Stryker frame with my road-rash'd back on display.

We need to pull the sheet off your back Mr.Joly. Grab onto that bar under the mattress -- You can't bend that.


Yeah, all you need to do is go through this once wearing a Bell helmet, jogging shorts and a thread-bare athletic shirt before you decide that ain’t enough protection.
Black and white photograph of me in halo vest traction shown from my right side.

Art at home in halo vest traction.


I wore this rig for four months before it could be safely removed and replaced with a foam rubber support collar.

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