Post by Mike B on Jan 15, 2009 22:45:56 GMT -4
It's no news to any in the country you step outside and it's down right cold. It's also a bad time to have mechanical problems when your away from home.
We went to Indy to day so I could pick up an air compressor and Margie could visit her parents. We took our F-250 with the Gas loving V-10. After Bill and I picked up the compressor a city bus pulled up next to us. I thought I could feel the exhaust from the bus shaking the truck. As I took off to hit the ramp to 465 Bill said he though the truck was missing out. I was thinking the same thing at the exact same time. Our hope was maybe some ice in the line due to the extreme cold temps. We made it back to their house but I know had to think about the hour long trip back to Bloomington. I was hoping maybe I picked asmall piece of dirt in the injector and maybe I could tap on them enough to free it up.
No luck there and no check engine light. I figured I still had 9 cylinders so maybe we could make it back OK. As we made our turns to get back to 37 the truck would let me know that it was only using 9 cylinders. We made it to 37 so I decided to turn the CB and listen to it for a bit. Then I noticed something, I could hear an electrical popping in the CB radio which is sensitive to electrical interference. I could hear it while the cylinder the was missing was trying to fire. Bill had suggested that it may be a coil pack, since he had experience a similar problem with one of his Ford vehicles and it not tripping the check engine light. The popping in the CB radio confirmed that one of them was malfunctioning.
Needless to say, we made it home (One of the few times I was glad it was a V-10). I won't be messing with the truck tomorrow because it's having to set outside due to the 1961 Impala setting in it's garage spot.
We went to Indy to day so I could pick up an air compressor and Margie could visit her parents. We took our F-250 with the Gas loving V-10. After Bill and I picked up the compressor a city bus pulled up next to us. I thought I could feel the exhaust from the bus shaking the truck. As I took off to hit the ramp to 465 Bill said he though the truck was missing out. I was thinking the same thing at the exact same time. Our hope was maybe some ice in the line due to the extreme cold temps. We made it back to their house but I know had to think about the hour long trip back to Bloomington. I was hoping maybe I picked asmall piece of dirt in the injector and maybe I could tap on them enough to free it up.
No luck there and no check engine light. I figured I still had 9 cylinders so maybe we could make it back OK. As we made our turns to get back to 37 the truck would let me know that it was only using 9 cylinders. We made it to 37 so I decided to turn the CB and listen to it for a bit. Then I noticed something, I could hear an electrical popping in the CB radio which is sensitive to electrical interference. I could hear it while the cylinder the was missing was trying to fire. Bill had suggested that it may be a coil pack, since he had experience a similar problem with one of his Ford vehicles and it not tripping the check engine light. The popping in the CB radio confirmed that one of them was malfunctioning.
Needless to say, we made it home (One of the few times I was glad it was a V-10). I won't be messing with the truck tomorrow because it's having to set outside due to the 1961 Impala setting in it's garage spot.
