

| Subject: | Fwd: Stranded - my first heartbreak |
| From: | mordo |
| Date: | Mon, 4 Dec 2006 20:38:57 -0500 |
Thanks, all. I am home safely. As I was but a mile and half away from home, my Allstate auto club covered the whole deal. Very friendly tow driver. I do suspect it was run out of fuel as it quit during the big, fast sweep of the exit ramp. I will replace the fuel filter and get some more gas in it. It was a brilliant irony that a Westy would pass me by just as I had broken down... ---------- Forwarded message ---------- From: Joy Hecht <jhecht@alum.mit.edu> Date: Dec 4, 2006 8:07 PM Subject: Re: Stranded - my first heartbreak To: vanagon@gerry.vanagon.com Welcome to the honored league of stranded vanagonauts, Mordo! You have finally arrived... BTW, Sam Walters, on this list, lives in Baltimore. Joy **************************************************************** Joy Hecht now living in a real house in northern Virginia and Matilda, 1989 Burgundy Vanagon now living in the driveway and resting after two and a half years lugging Joy and her stuff around... For musings about life traveling in the van or living in one place: http://www.joyhecht.net **************************************************************** :::-----Original Message----- :::From: Vanagon Mailing List [mailto:vanagon@GERRY.VANAGON.COM] On Behalf :::Of mordo :::Sent: Monday, December 04, 2006 6:36 PM :::To: vanagon@GERRY.VANAGON.COM :::Subject: Stranded - my first heartbreak ::: :::It finally happened: my first breakdown. I'm currently stranded on a :::busy thoroughfare in Baltimore. ::: :::I had just rounded an exit ramp, uphill and the engine sputtered to :::stop. I am low on fuel and the previous owner had indicated that the :::fuel gauge is untrustworthy when it's low. ::: :::I put two gallons in and it still won't start. I had my wife crank the :::engine while I checked a couple of things. Fuel pump runs. Nothing :::else obvious comes to mind. Perhaps a clogged fuel line if it was :::sucking debris. ::: :::Waiting for a tow truck now to carry me a mile and a half home. ::: :::In a peculiar coincidence, minutes after I came to a stop, a grey :::Westy drove blithely by me. I expect it is one of perhaps four :::Vanagons I've ever seen in Balto. ::: :::I feel strangely honored to be a part of the legions of stranded :::Vanagon drivers all over the world. ::: :::Mordo ::: :::-- :::mordo :::1990 Carat -- mordo 1990 Carat
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