|Outside Johnny's Automotive Repair in West Oakland Ca|
Pleasant Hill, Ca
As we were on entry ramp to Interstate 580 and the San Francisco Oakland Bay Bridge when, suddenly, the car lost all power. We were in the left-hand lane and I was able to maneuver the car to the right shoulder where there was barely enough room for the car and not enough room for either of us to get out. Efforts to restart the Ranchero only brought backfires and sputters. It was time to call for towing.
After an hour and ten minutes, the Highway Patrol showed up. After an hour and a half, towing showed up. Haggerty insurance asked us where we wanted to go and we really had no idea other than off the freeway to a garage.
|Johnny's Automotive Repair, West Oakland, Ca|
We called Haggerty Insurance again and they agreed to send the tow truck driver back. They also called another shop for us but when we spoke to the employees of the other shop they once again said we would have to wait and talk to the owner. The owner would not be in until Monday and they did not have a secure place to store the car. The towing company agreed to store the car in a secure location but told us that since the repair shop probably could not get to it until Tuesday and that we would have a $300.00 storage fee by then and the fee would be climbing with each passing day. It was back to Johnny.
I walked to a gas station and purchased 2 gallons of gas in the vain hope that I had run out of gas. That was not the problem.
Johnny and I then talked about the car and I familiarized him with the fuel injection system and we discussed possible remedies. Gradually, we developed a mutual respect and rapport. Johnny indicated that he could diagnose it on Monday and that he would not charge a storage for the weekend. I figured that he could do $300.00 worth of repair work before I reached the breakeven point with the other shop. Johnny and I also came up with a plan of attack on the car.
That plan involved me ordering a new carburetor, a new fuel pump (old style) and any other parts I thought Johnny might need on Monday. I ordered the parts at Summit Auto-parts and they agreed to ship the parts out Friday night but indicated they could not guarantee their arrival by Monday morning in Oakland.
This whole incident has been hard for me because I cannot do anything. If I had the car at home I would be tearing off the throttle body fuel injection and probably locating and putting a new carburetor on the car and having it ready to go or at least to find out if that was the only problem with the engine. This is also been hard for me as the reason I bought the very expensive Holley fuel injection system was to increase the reliability of the Ranchero and to improve its drivability. Now this very part appears to be the cause of my woe. Appropriately, the Holley system is called "The Terminator" Oh well!
At this point Linda and I collected our bags and Johnny dropped us off at the BART station. We rode the train to San Francisco where Linda's friend, Jill, picked us up and took us to her house. After a fitful night I awoke on Saturday morning and decided to make the best of a bad situation. The scenarios run from best case to worst-case. Worst-case is abandoning the trip and returning to Boise with my tail between my legs. There are several options to explore before I reach that point. We have some time.
Linda with Cannon spiked by troops under the command of
John C Fremont during the Bear Flag Revolt
|Original Presidio Wall from 1700's in side Officers Club, presidio|
|Palace of Fine Arts, San Francisco|
|Tourists in Front of Palace Of Fine Art. See lhttp://www.lovethepalace.org/index.html.|
|Ruins of Sutro Baths, Lands end San Francisco|
|At Lunch with Jill and Jerry at Louis' San Francisco|
On Monday or Tuesday the car will be repaired, or not. I will call Johnny at 8:00 Monday morning.