The poet Robert Burns' wrote: "The best laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft agley." (The best laid schemes of mice and men / Often go awry.)
Well today they were gang aft agleying all over the place.
Last night my plans for today were to continue searching for the short on the BlueOx and smoke a cigar in the fresh outdoor air.
This morning I was laying in bed having a sweet dream about a gal I went to high school with , Bridgette Epling. IT was a dream filled with all the innocent fun we had together in class. Then the phone rang. Since it was a number I didn't recognize I hit ignore and tried to drift back off to find Bridgette again. It wasn't to be, the phone rang again. Since it was the same number I answered it. My best friends wife said that they were broke down in the middle of the main road through Shelby.
So I told Steph to make coffee while I meandered out (with my hat firmly on my head) and reassembled the BlueOx. Then we hooked up the trailer, filled up my thermos, and headed to Shelby.
Upon arrival I found Pam’s 95 Bonneville half in the turn lane and half in the grass at the busiest intersection in town. It is an odd intersection in that all 4 ways are up hill so once you reach the bottom you aren’t going anywhere with out power. Fortunately my friends sister happened to come by and picked up his wife (Pam) and two girls ( Susanna and Miriam) and took them to my friends (Buddy) parents house.
We quickly hooked up a tow strap and pulled the car into a K-mart parking lot. The car wouldn't do anything so I sent Steph in to get a pair of jumper cables while Buddy Heath and I stood out in the parking lot drinking coffee and making all the women drool as they drove past.
Steph came out and we hooked the Bonne up to the BlueOx and the security light came on and it would not run. I am thinking the VATS died.
So we loaded the dead Poncho up on the trailer and headed off to Buddy’s parents house. I haven't seen his folks in a few years so it was good to go in and visit. His mom didn’t want to give me Heath back.
SO a plan was made. I was going to take his family home and his preacher was going to bring them his van to use while I fixed the car.
It was 330 when we got to their house and Pam insisted on feeding us. So we all went inside. Heath had a blast playing with the girls and we enjoyed catching up with Buddy and Pam. Then the phone rang.
It was the preachers wife, Tia calling to say that the van had a problem and they had to jump start it and it may not be reliable. She would bring it anyway.
She got to the house and they started off to church while we headed home.
We made it all of one mile before the phone rang. The van had died.
SO I turned around and we jumped the van off and I told her to drive it straight back to Buddy’s house and we would take her home and Buddy’s family wasn’t making it to church tonight.
SOOOOOOOOO We left the trailer with Pam’s car on it at their house and made the long drive to Boiling Springs to drop Tia off. It wasn't all that bad because I haven't talked to Tia much since college 20 years ago.
I am fairly sure that the alternator died on the van so tomorrow morning I will go work on the van then tow Pams car home to see about overriding the VATS. Somewhere I found a website on how to do it so I am going to start searching to find it.
And at some point I am going to search for the short in the BlueOx.