The penultimate big day for Delores for this season. Left Fern Lake at 8:00 headed to Middlebury for propane and groceries, then supposedly back to the Leicester General Store for cheap gas. Coming down the steep hill on Fern Lake Road, noticed that the brakes were a bit soft and not as robust as usual. Continued on to Middlebury… as the brake pedal kept getting closer and closer to the floor. Not good, especially driving a 15,000 pound vehicle in traffic! Headed back south, stopped at Hannaford for a few victuals. When I started up again to continue on to Leicester, the brake warning light came on and there was NOTHING left to the brakes. MOST fortunately the G. Stone Ford dealership was less than ¼ mile away. They quickly determined that the left rear brake line had rusted through… and the right rear weren’t long for this world neither. The bad news is that Delores is so old that Ford no longer stocks parts for her. But, after some research, the mechanics found a place they could special order the brake lines. Can you see the $$$ here??? By 1:30 pm was back at Fern Lake via the dealership’s courtesy van. Laid and parged two sections of the eighth course of between-column rocks. Lynne and Perry most graciously provided a delicious dinner and place to lay my head for the night.
29 September 2010
The penultimate big day for Delores for this season. Left Fern Lake at 8:00 headed to Middlebury for propane and groceries, then supposedly back to the Leicester General Store for cheap gas. Coming down the steep hill on Fern Lake Road, noticed that the brakes were a bit soft and not as robust as usual. Continued on to Middlebury… as the brake pedal kept getting closer and closer to the floor. Not good, especially driving a 15,000 pound vehicle in traffic! Headed back south, stopped at Hannaford for a few victuals. When I started up again to continue on to Leicester, the brake warning light came on and there was NOTHING left to the brakes. MOST fortunately the G. Stone Ford dealership was less than ¼ mile away. They quickly determined that the left rear brake line had rusted through… and the right rear weren’t long for this world neither. The bad news is that Delores is so old that Ford no longer stocks parts for her. But, after some research, the mechanics found a place they could special order the brake lines. Can you see the $$$ here??? By 1:30 pm was back at Fern Lake via the dealership’s courtesy van. Laid and parged two sections of the eighth course of between-column rocks. Lynne and Perry most graciously provided a delicious dinner and place to lay my head for the night.
