08-17-2023, 09:48 AM
Sigh…..
This saga continues, and karma is on vacation. 15 miles after leaving the last campground, the demon returned. I was able to coast into a parking area. The reboot procedure was not effective this time. However, some quick persuasions with a percussive instrument (large screwdriver handle) and the beast came back to life. After all it is literally a sealed potentiometer, so it makes sense that the wiper may not be making contact with the windings. All was well for the next 150 miles, and we reached the campground in Tok with not a single issue.
Since I had ordered a spare and had it two day FedEx shipped to this campground, I was feeling pretty good about the situation. I inquired at the desk, the desk lady asked how it was shipped and gave me the ugly face when I said FedEx. She said it could be one to two weeks, maybe more. I have tried my best to track the package, and all I get from FedEx is that it has been in Anchorage since last Friday. No delivery scheduled. Another sigh……
Tok is the last stop before beginning the long and remote Alaska highway through Canada. It would not be a good move to drive into that wilderness with a known disabling problem. So we wait. So we drive the desk crazy asking about deliveries. And we order a second part delivered USPS. Who knows about it’s delivery.
The good news is that it’s been 50 and pouring rain since we have been here. Lots for me to do outside while we wait. Not!
Yes, I have checked with Napa. Yes, I have called the truck supply places in Anchorage and Fairbanks. They can get the part, but it has to be shipped from the lower 48. No, there is not a potentiometer in town that I could jury rig in an emergency.
I know that some of you would remove the one from your coach and send it to me. The problem is getting anything shipped to Tok AK.
So we wait. Patience is not my virtue.
I have a bunch of resistors as part of an Arduino kit. I wonder if I made a board I could have Rhonda move a jumper on the board while we drove. I can see it now. More Rhonda! Less Rhonda!
Travel, the journey is the adventure.
This saga continues, and karma is on vacation. 15 miles after leaving the last campground, the demon returned. I was able to coast into a parking area. The reboot procedure was not effective this time. However, some quick persuasions with a percussive instrument (large screwdriver handle) and the beast came back to life. After all it is literally a sealed potentiometer, so it makes sense that the wiper may not be making contact with the windings. All was well for the next 150 miles, and we reached the campground in Tok with not a single issue.
Since I had ordered a spare and had it two day FedEx shipped to this campground, I was feeling pretty good about the situation. I inquired at the desk, the desk lady asked how it was shipped and gave me the ugly face when I said FedEx. She said it could be one to two weeks, maybe more. I have tried my best to track the package, and all I get from FedEx is that it has been in Anchorage since last Friday. No delivery scheduled. Another sigh……
Tok is the last stop before beginning the long and remote Alaska highway through Canada. It would not be a good move to drive into that wilderness with a known disabling problem. So we wait. So we drive the desk crazy asking about deliveries. And we order a second part delivered USPS. Who knows about it’s delivery.
The good news is that it’s been 50 and pouring rain since we have been here. Lots for me to do outside while we wait. Not!
Yes, I have checked with Napa. Yes, I have called the truck supply places in Anchorage and Fairbanks. They can get the part, but it has to be shipped from the lower 48. No, there is not a potentiometer in town that I could jury rig in an emergency.
I know that some of you would remove the one from your coach and send it to me. The problem is getting anything shipped to Tok AK.
So we wait. Patience is not my virtue.
I have a bunch of resistors as part of an Arduino kit. I wonder if I made a board I could have Rhonda move a jumper on the board while we drove. I can see it now. More Rhonda! Less Rhonda!
Travel, the journey is the adventure.
Richard and Rhonda Entrekin
99 Newell, 512
Maverick Hybrid Toad
Inverness, FL (when we're home
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