Wednesday 4/12
Broke down! Made it to the pavement and Bill stopped! Tow truck and everything. Hauled to Johnson Bros GMC Safford. Of course they are short handed to boot. Lots of conjecture on the problem. No fuel pressure.
I hoped it would be simply but they never are. Took the bicycle and rode and rode and rode around Safford. Came back at 3:00 and could see it wasn’t going to be done. Rented a motel room! Yuk! They still aren’t sure. They are going to drop the fuel tank and see if there is a obstruction in the tank. WTF!
So spent the day cruzing by the river and hanging in the park. I don’t like not knowing the problem. Spent a restless night reading up on Duramax problems but they had the Golf Channel, so that’s a plus, but I couldn’t get the volume high enough so that wasn’t so good.
We’ll see tomorrow.
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3 responses to “Wednesday 4/12”
fuel pump?
Bummer. You’ve been having such a great journey. Just goes to show you, it’s always something. (An old line from Sat. Nite live, Gila Rader I believe.) Perhaps the 10 might help them get things done. Good luck with Bill.
Have you driven a Ford …lately?????