Just got back from a weekend trip, about 60 miles, from Springfield, MO to Stockton (Lake) State Park. As I approached my destination, I sensed that
my coach was, well....to coin a phrase....."not right". It seemed to have power but also seemed like I was towing one of those sleds the tractor pull
guys compete with. Like having a few thousand hours in a particular airplane, you sense these things thru your fingertips, your nose, your good ear,
etc.
I was towing the Samurai which weighs nuthin (and I do not use the Brake Buddy for the Sammy)....
At the campground, I got my trusty laser thermometer. Then I "shot" my 6 wheels. I always shoot my brake drums, calipers, at gas stops but this time
I did it at my destination. I did not shoot the Sammy wheels. I saw my "front" rears were running about 130 degrees and hotter then the "rear" rears.
Fronts were about 120. Keep in mind I had done some braking to get into the park.
Didn't think too much about this until coming back yesterday. Once again, seemed like I had to have my foot to the floor much of the time going up
minor grades. I came back home via a slightly different route. A few more curves, same amount of hills.After about 10 miles I pulled into a high
school parking lot. There was a small gradient in the parking lot and I always like to see what happens if I just stop and put it into neutral....will
she freely roll back...she did.
When I got home, I shot all 6 hubs and did not see anything scary. Then I shot the Sammy. 120-125 degrees on a vehicle whose brakes did not get any
exercise during the whole trip where the ambient temp was about 78.
I am going to jack up one side of the coach to feel and hear the wheel bearings in action. Possibly I need some sort of medication for paranoia.
But my fingertips, good ear, and nose don't lie. (BTW, in this episode, no issue with smell).
Thoughts are appreciated.
--
Larry Nelson Springfield, MO
Ex GMC'er, then GM Busnut
now '77 Eleganza ARS WB0JOT
my coach was, well....to coin a phrase....."not right". It seemed to have power but also seemed like I was towing one of those sleds the tractor pull
guys compete with. Like having a few thousand hours in a particular airplane, you sense these things thru your fingertips, your nose, your good ear,
etc.
I was towing the Samurai which weighs nuthin (and I do not use the Brake Buddy for the Sammy)....
At the campground, I got my trusty laser thermometer. Then I "shot" my 6 wheels. I always shoot my brake drums, calipers, at gas stops but this time
I did it at my destination. I did not shoot the Sammy wheels. I saw my "front" rears were running about 130 degrees and hotter then the "rear" rears.
Fronts were about 120. Keep in mind I had done some braking to get into the park.
Didn't think too much about this until coming back yesterday. Once again, seemed like I had to have my foot to the floor much of the time going up
minor grades. I came back home via a slightly different route. A few more curves, same amount of hills.After about 10 miles I pulled into a high
school parking lot. There was a small gradient in the parking lot and I always like to see what happens if I just stop and put it into neutral....will
she freely roll back...she did.
When I got home, I shot all 6 hubs and did not see anything scary. Then I shot the Sammy. 120-125 degrees on a vehicle whose brakes did not get any
exercise during the whole trip where the ambient temp was about 78.
I am going to jack up one side of the coach to feel and hear the wheel bearings in action. Possibly I need some sort of medication for paranoia.
But my fingertips, good ear, and nose don't lie. (BTW, in this episode, no issue with smell).
Thoughts are appreciated.
--
Larry Nelson Springfield, MO
Ex GMC'er, then GM Busnut
now '77 Eleganza ARS WB0JOT