Well. Update on yesterday's fun... Yer right, I don't think I'll move north from here when I retire.
The '82 started fine at the house this morning, headed off with laundry etc for The Creek. Ferried all the stuff over and darn if the '81 will start. Haul the battery out of the 82 only to find I need cables too as the 81 has marine/commerial studs rather than posts. Wire those on and still no start. Go to get the bigger battery out of the broken rice-burner and it has those funky Japanese sheet metal metric post clamps. Walk back and get vice grips because they're too tight for an end wrench. Decide on the way that the best course is to drive back to the house for warm batteries. So, battery and cables back across The Creek and into the 82. Get stuff from the house, and two batteries with jumper cables finally make it go... then out to town for my trailer and back to load the tires from the back of the Nissan that a guy is driving 3 hours to get at noon. Whew! Stop by the Service Station and Junior just laughs when I tell him where my broken truck is. Maybe in the spring.
Now the 81 Scrambler is parked in the trail next to the Nissan in case I have to jump start in the morning at -15 degrees. At least the Creek is going down and I might can drive it again next week, not have to wade with batteries and propane cylinders.
