We started our trip to Albuquerque today with Bob and Phyllis from Eureka. They are a very fun couple that are new to Airstreaming, so they decide to go from California to Arkansas for their maiden voyage. We offered to travel with them to the Balloon Fiesta and they readily agreed and stayed the night (their second) in front of our house. The trip was pretty boring until we started up the Tehachapi’s (CA58 E). Both of us were moving along and I looked down at my gauges and saw the Check Gage (sic) light lit up! What? Also the Tow/Haul light was flashing on the shifter. Huh? To top it all off the transmission temperature was pegged at high! Ouch! We pulled over and watched the gauge. About 10 minutes of idling and the gauge dropped back to normal just as suddenly as it went to high. OK. Just an anomaly.
Back to the pull and it happened again about 3 minutes later. Pull over again. This time we looked for leaks, we pulled the transmission dipstick. The fluid was nice light red, no metal particulates, and it did NOT smell burnt. I called the Ford dealership in Bakersfield but they were not much help, didn’t want to do a over the phone diagnosis. The truck still ran great, seemed to be performing normally. There were a few weird feels but that could have been my reactionary driving now that I thought something was wrong. We still had 10 miles to get to the town of Tehachapi. So off we went. The meter pegged itself again for about 2 minutes but then it dropped back to normal operating range for 10 seconds, then back to pegged. Very odd behavior. It did this all the way up the hill. We stopped for lunch and to see if cooling off helped it or perhaps the computer might get reset.
Off again. The trans temp started at cold and gradually warmed up, like it should. Then it hit the operating temp and shot up to HIGH with all the various indicators doing their dance. I knew it was all downhill to Mojave (the next Ford dealer) so we pretty much coasted down the hill. The gauge bouncing between normal and high all the while. We were feeling pretty good that the transmission temperature sensor was malfunctioning. It all pointed to that. We pulled into the Ford dealer and the service coordinator listened to what I had to say but said she was short two technicians and could not look at it today. I guess there are no special privileges for people traveling, I will have to remember that when we retire. She was able to pass the symptoms onto a technician when he came in and he stated that a bad sensor could be a probability. But they would not commit to anything.
Confident with the sensor being the culprit we moved on down CA58 E, next stop Barstow. I was going to stop at this Ford dealer but I called first and told them my lament. He said he would need a full day of troubleshooting and he could start it first thing tomorrow. Nah. The confidence is building. We only stopped their for some fuel and got on I40 E for Needles. Along the way the truck did fine, but I didn’t. I was constantly hashing and rehashing this in my head. Roxie would ask me if I wanted a snack and I would always decline. I definitely do not eat when I am nervous.
At Ludlow we turned southeast for a bit to travel on old route 66. Phyllis really likes the old road. I know I must have traveled on it from time to time. We went for over 30 miles, at 60mph (freeway speed) before we saw anyone else. It was amazing. The mountains were stunning. It was HOT! I think it got to 104 in one stretch. After about 70 miles on the mother road we rejoined I40 E. It was only 7 miles longer going the alternate route but much more fulfilling.
We have made it to Needles now. We ate dinner around 7:30. We are parked on the bank of the Colorado river at Moabi Regional Park with full hookups. Bob and Phyllis love it, remember this is only their 3rd night in their trailer and it is pretty nice here. Just 90+ and 30mph winds. It is supposed to be 30 degrees tomorrow night in Flagstaff. What a change. We will see what tomorrow brings. Roxie is sound asleep and I am going be that way very soon. A long day.
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