Awake: 6:47 am Temp Downtown= 48 Clear Sky
After Breakfast, I use Harry's 7 foot ladder to clean the north stairway
window & frame plus cover up nail holes from hanging our family pictures.
Kathy & I discuss today's work schedule & materials needed. It became
obvious that someone needs to go shopping today. Kathy perks right up.
We need more primer, paint, varnish, Varathane, groceries & someone needs
a haircut too. Kathy drives off in the RAV 4 with a smile about 1:00 pm.
Meanwhile, I sand the living room trim along the windows, then sand the
trim along the center island.
Shut down the heating system today. Kevin's right, it's getting too warm
during the daylight hrs up here.
Next I attempt starting the infamous Cherry Picker for the summer workout.
Usually this entails taking both spark plugs out, squarting raw fuel into
the cylinders, putting both plugs back in, then starting the engine
...which only runs for maybe 5 seconds. Then repeat the scenario until a
steady amount of fuel is drawn up into the carburetor to keep the engine
running. Usually 4 or 5 repeats is all that's needed. Not this time tho, I
removed & replaced those spark plugs over a dozen times with not a hint of
steady engine running. Finally, the gray matter kicks in...check the fuel
line...check the fuel line. So I carefully scrutinize that fuel line and
there it is...hiding beneath the structure....an air leak..... preventing
the suction action from bringing fuel into the carb. Luckly I have some
good fuel hose, same size, in my leftover inventory. 15 min later, that
onan engine is purring like Nick's Bailey after a good back stroking. I
drive the cherry picker outside to test the hydraulics, then bring it back
inside for later use.
Kathy returns at 5:00 pm with primer, paint, varnish of different shades,
groceries & a shorter hair style..which I like. Her shopping went well.
Since my efficiency for the day has already suffered, I thought perhaps
I'd celebrate and do something not so challenging: Grease the Kubota
tractor and the Woods mower...then give the Cherry Picker a good
greasing(with it's 21 grease ports). Upon opening Kevin's Grandfather's
early 1950's grease gun, I find a lot of oil inside the box, dripping out
of the gun itself, etc. Hmmm, this is not normal. Well, so I hook up to a
grease nipple & start pumping...a little grease...a little oil. Me thinks
the grease cartridge is as old as the gun. More shopping on Saturday.
Dinner: Last year's Salmon catch by Kevin with asparagus, some leftover
mixed veggies & fresh spinach salad mixed with strawberries.
Late evening X-word puzzle & reading.... Lights out: 11:13 pm
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