Tuesday, February 12, 2019

The BoggsMobile Repair Story

This is a bus post. I assume that a bus repair post may bore some of you to tears. However, these posts are exactly why some people come here. I understand that too. When I have a bus problem I love to read about how other people made it through the repair. If bus stuff sends you into a coma, please indulge me for one more day.
1995 1996 Prevost XL Detroit Series 60 Wiring Harness Failure
For the beginning of BoggsMobile saga go HERE. That is the link that will give you some background information about our breakdown Thursday, January 24 near Spring, Texas just north of Houston.
Inject Resp Time Long 
The Diagnosis and Repair
Monday morning, January 28 Mark from Mid Coast Diesel came to Prevost Houston and hooked the computer to the BoggsMobile. The bus computer was showing the code that corresponded with the alert the Detroit Diesel Monitor had given me when the bus quit Thursday night, Inject Resp Time Long. He began heavily leaning toward the wiring harness, but he looked diligently for other causes too.

After he cleared the codes, cleaned some grounds and cleaned some of the wiring harness plugs, he asked me to crank the bus and it started. Yay! In a few minutes, it was purring like a kitten. He checked all the fuel injectors and all was well on the computer. After running for nearly an hour he went back to the engine and started messing with wires. When he touched the wiring harness from the computer to the fuel injectors, the engine almost died. Bingo!

He had duplicated what the computer was telling him and that is a positive thing. We could not want to go through the expense and hassle of replacing the harness without some confirmation.

While he was telling his bosses to locate a new harness I set about clearing out from under the bed to see if the engine could be accessed from the floor. After several hours and several people looking it over, it was determined to be a no go. If I was somewhere more familiar with conversions, it could have been done, but not at Prevost Houston. Pulling the engine was going to be a better option. I can not even believe I am saying that pulling the engine was going to be better.😓

A plan was set in motion over the next few minutes. Prevost would pull the engine and put it back in. Mid Coast would do the engine work.

I had some decisions to make by the next day. Mid Coast recommended I change the fuel injectors while the engine was open since I have 350,000 miles on the bus. The original ones were working fine, but if one went out 6 months from now, all the work would have to be duplicated.

I have a hard time making a decision like that and I certainly did not know what was best. My wife reminded me of our long standing policy. When we do not know what to do, we go with the advice of the person we trust that has some level of expertise in that specific area. Jeff Rowe is that guy for us and he said with the mileage and age, he would lean toward replacing the injectors. 

I trust Jeff, not only because he knows much more than me, but he also understands quite a bit about where we are in the grand scheme of things. He knew without me telling him that this repair was going to stretch us beyond our limits and he would not recommend something just to hear himself talk. Decision made.

Prevost did not want to remove the engine without the parts and Mid Coast did not have the parts in hand until Wednesday. They pushed the bus into the shop Wednesday afternoon and Thursday morning Henry from Prevost began taking out the engine in earnest. I liked Henry immediately. 


 Bus repair in Houston, Texas

This was an unsettling sight.





The bus sure looks empty!


By Friday morning it was time for Mid Coast to come and do their magic. Meho from Mid Coast jumped right in. I liked him a lot too. The valve cover came off first.





 Those are Jacob Brakes on top of the engine in the picture below.



He removed the Jake brakes and then the rocker arms.


This little $332.13 part was the whole problem!




This is the replacement.


Then Meho replaced the injectors one at a time.


It was about this point when Meho found the shop towel in the engine that I told you about last week.


The shiny round objects below are three of the new injectors. The springs around them are the valves.


Each injector has a number. That number must be entered into the computer in the correct injector spot for all to run properly. The injector below is 11.


Then the rocker arms when back on and Meho took his time adjusting the valves.



 The new harness is in.


The Jakes are on.


The harness is plugged into the computer.





The rocker cover is on and it is ready to be bolted down and then install the valve cover.



Meho was finished by Friday afternoon and Henry started putting in the engine Monday morning.



He repaired an oil leak in the alternator.



The engine was ready to crank Tuesday. We cranked it and let it run for about 20 minutes. That is when he noticed an oil well gushing on each side. OOPS!


This is the amount of oil on the ground after 20 minutes and much more on the engine.


You can see the inside of the engine underneath the gray gasket in the picture below. That gap was about 8-10 inches long and there was a smaller one on the other side of the engine.


Meho came Wednesday morning to program the injector numbers into the computer and to check the oil leak. He loosened the rocker cover bolts and tightened them several times, but he could not close the gap. To everyone's disappointment, it was obvious the engine had to come back out.

Meho called his boss to tell him the news and that he thought he should stay and help with the removal, fix the problem and help with the insertion. His boss agreed and so did Chris from Prevost.

About one hour and fifty minutes later, the engine was out and the valve cover was removed. Wow!

The troubleshooting begins.



Empty again!


Meho tried a new gasket and then began to suspect the rocker cover was warped. After repeatedly going over everything that had been changed, he eventually hit on the culprit. The bolts that secure the rocker cover have a bushing. He had changed them per his normal procedure. Once he compared the new bushings and the old bushings, he discovered the new ones were slightly shorter.

The part number on the new bushings were the correct match for the serial number on my engine, but they were not correct. It was an honest mistake.

I thought I took a picture of the bolt and bushing, but I can not find one. These are similar bushings from the internet.




The sleeve of the bolt is designed to bottom out and the bushing holds the rover cover tight against the gasket and the motor. The shorter bushing allowed the bolt to bottom out without pressing the bushing against the cover. Problem found and solved.

I am not disparaging Meho or Mid Coast Diesel at all. An honest mistake was made and they rose to the occasion. I would not hesitate one moment to have Meho work on anything I have. He is knowledgable, skillful and has a great work ethic and attitude. I really like him personally too.

They pushed the motor back in at 1:21 on Wednesday and began to hook it up. They cranked it at 3:00, one hour and forty minutes later. Wow again!


By 3:25 the leak is confirmed to be repaired and the bumper is back on. 


I could have test driven it then, but Houston rush hour was heating up and I decided to drive it the next day. They also needed to replace the temperature sensor on the transmission fluid and that would not be in until first thing Thursday.

You pretty much know the rest of the story. If you missed our adventures from Thursday, you can read all about that HERE.

When we test drove the bus Thursday morning we drove by the place we broke down two weeks before. I snapped a picture for the record.



Well, that is the mechanical side of the story. The rest of the story is that God helped us miraculously throughout the whole process. Most of you know that  I have a horrible case of bus psychosis that nearly paralyzes me when the bus is having trouble. Even though I was at Prevost Houston most days, I was calm, cool and collected through the whole ordeal.

The Lord helped me and Kelly is such a marvelous manner that it is almost unbelievable how calm we were from beginning to end. We did not worry, we did not fear, we did not meltdown and we did not come apart. We were able to have revival and minister to the church in Sweeny like we had good sense.

Friends, I am not joking or exaggerating when I say we experienced and witnessed a miracle. I never worried about the final outcome, the money or anything else. I prayed fervently that the men would be skilled, knowledgable and wise in their work, but I never once worried about the incredible weight of the whole thing.

The miracle extends even farther than God's amazing peace in our spirit and mind. It also includes God's amazing provision. Through the kindness of a few families and churches, the funds will soon be in place to cover the total bill. If only you could know how miraculous that is.

It told you Friday about the glitch we had on the road Thursday and what we did in response to it. Friday we cranked and ran 395 miles with no problem at all. Saturday afternoon we had another small glitch.

Saturday we started fine and drove about 40 miles, parked in a lot and walked to lunch. I usually do not even turn off the bus when we stop for an hour, but with recent events, I did not want to be away from it while it was running so I shut it down.

After about an hour I turned the key and it cranked, but did not start. The second time, it cranked, but did not start. I walked to the back to look things over and on a whim, I reached up and flipped the switch to rear start and pushed the button. It instantly roared to life. Kelly turned the key on up front, I flipped the rear switch to normal and finished my short drive for the day.

When we arrived in Foley and leveled, KJ shut it down. For kicks and grins, I asked her to start it again. It fired up like normal.

Could be an ignition problem, could be a loose connection, could be something else. I have some of the best minds working on it. I will report back.

That brings you up to date. Thank you for reading all the way through it. Thank you for praying all the way through the ordeal.

Davy




I took pictures from the stickers on the side of the rocker covers in case I ever need the information. I will save the pictures but I am posting them here just in case.









This one is from the transmission.


Monday, February 11, 2019

Our Weekend In The Rearview Mirror 2/11/2018

Tomorrow I will try to have a full report on the BoggsMobile. I am pulling it all together now.

Our Weekend After the long day Thursday, we were in no hurry to rush back on the road Friday morning. We rested very well in the rest area in Hankamer, Texas. Even though it was pretty cool overnight, we were snug and warm inside the BoggsMobile. When I got up at 6:30, I turned on the generator so we could knock the chill off and also turn on the engine block heater.

I cranked the bus at about 9:00 AM and it started with no problem at all. I let it idle while I was preparing other things to go and then we said a prayer and took off. The bus ran 395 miles out of Texas, across Lousiana and Mississipi and right into the edge of Alabama. We stopped a few minutes after 5:00 PM and I was super glad to turn loose of the wheel.


I was even more glad to have some of Kelly Jo's homemade tacos!



As far as I could tell, the bus exhibited no problems and certainly did not shut down as it did Thursday afternoon. I wish we could have resolved the problem definitively, but hopefully whatever it caused the shut down was a one time fluke. 

The first breakdown two weeks ago manifested a problem and the problem seems to be corrected. This second shutdown is a mystery, a mystery that I do not like.

I need to be able to trust the bus every time we drive it. When we make commitments to churches, we do that with the confidence that the bus will get us there. It may take a while for the BoggsMobile to earn my trust again, but I sure do want to trust it.

The girls rested some Friday morning before we left as we were in no hurry and did not have far to go. We did have a small glitch in the bus, but I will detail it in a later post. The most important thing is that we made it to Bilbleway Assembly, carried in our sound equipment and put the BoggsMobile to bed for a few days.

We are extremely thankful to have that trip behind us. Praise God for His protection, His divine providence and His abundant provision. Friends, those are not empty platitudes that I write because preachers are supposed to say those things. As a family, we are praising God for all of that and so much more!


Saturday evening we set up our sound equipment and got our sound check. Besides a quick grocery run for Kelly Jo and Odie, we did as little as possible the whole evening.



The Sunday services were great at Bibleway. It is wonderful to be back with Pastor Eddy Sullivan and all of his folks for our third revival. We are expecting great things from the Lord.



Odie had a few pictures left over from their Wednesday in Texas.












Saturday lunch






Sunday at Bibleway in Foley, Alabama.




























































It is great to be back in Foley. Please keep praying for us. Thank you for stopping in today.

Davy

Sunday, February 10, 2019

View Out The Front Window 2/10/2019

This was our view at a little Mom and Pop truck stop we coasted into on the east side of Beaumont, Texas Thursday afternoon.



This was our view at Mid Coast Diesel Thursday evening.


This was our view as we pulled into a rest area and found a spot open Thursday night near Hankamer, Texas.


This is that same view early Friday morning.



This was our view out the front window Friday evening at the Welcome Center in Alabama.



This is our view now at Bibleway Assembly in Foley, Alabama.


Here are the links to our posts from this last week.







Thank you for stopping in to read our Mile Marker today. May God bless you with a great start to a brand new week.

Davy

Saturday, February 9, 2019

Sometimes He Whispers

Hey Friends,

This is Odie reporting in from the road. Foley, Alabama will soon be our location. Revival begins tomorrow at Bibleway Assembly. We are looking forward to a great week with Pastor Eddy Sullivan. 

I am extremely thankful to be home in the BoggsMobile once again! It is our home sweet home on wheels and we missed our it. 

God has always been faithful to us! We can never praise Him adequately for seeing us through every day. The circumstances that we have had lately with the BoggsMobile breakdown surprised us but it definitely did not surprise our God. He has supplied the strength that we have needed. 

It is truly amazing to watch the Lord at work. I will admit during this time I had moments of questions and uncertainty but I knew that things would be alright in the end. My God had things under control! He moves in His own time and way. 

A few days ago I was preparing for bed and I turned on a song to play on my phone. Before I realized it the sweet Holy Ghost was in the room with me. He was encouraging my soul. The beautiful lyrics of Sometimes He Whispers spoke the peace that my heart needed to hear. 

I had church for awhile by myself. It was a reminder to me to be still and listen for the whispers from God! I was overcome with gratitude and praise to the Lord for speaking to me in a special way. 

I decided to post the lyrics here and links to the song today. Maybe you can find encouragement for your day too. Remember if you a having a rough time right now, that God is aware of your situation. He is at work even if you cannot see or hear Him working. He is there always with you!

Sometimes He Whispers was released several years ago by Adam Crabb on a solo album titled Surrenderer. 



He did a wonderful job delivering the great message in this song. I dug back in my archives to find an Adam Crabb picture from 2015. 


Below are the song lyrics. Sometimes He Whispers was written by Jason Cox, Belinda Smith and Kenna Turner West. Click here to find a link to the song on Apple Music. Click here for a link to the song on YouTube. 

Sometimes He Whispers 

Verse 1

It's been one of those days
That drives me to my knees
When there are more questions than answers
And all of the things I can't figure out
Leave me with more tears than laughter
I don't know how He’s going to move
But I know He knows what I need

Chorus 

Sometimes He’s water to the thirsty
Sometimes He’s fire all consuming
Sometimes His voice is louder than thunder
Ohhhh but sometimes He whispers

Verse 2

So I'll be listening while I'm waiting on Him
And I’ll choose to trust and believe
That the same one who spoke the world into place Is  the same one who will speak peace to me
I don't know how He’s going to move
But I know He knows what I need

Chorus 

Sometimes He’s water to the thirsty
Sometimes He’s fire all consuming
Sometimes His voice is louder than thunder
Ohhhh ohhhh sometimes

Tag

Sometimes He’s water to the thirsty
Sometimes He’s fire all consuming
Sometimes His voice is louder than thunder
Ohhhh but sometimes 
Ohhhh ohhhh sometimes
Sometimes He whispers

I will close for now. Thank you for reading today. I pray that you have a blessed weekend. 

Odie

Friday, February 8, 2019

A Blessed Day and A Net Gain of 70 Miles

How about a very long story made very short today?

The BoggsMobile is back in our possession! Thursday we loaded all our things into the Green Machine in Sweeny and drove 80 miles to Prevost Houston. We left Prevost Houston about 12:30 PM. We intended to drive about 300 hundred miles and park at the Bass Pro in Denham Springs, Louisiana.

What is that about the best-laid plans of mice and men?

Counting our test drive of 42 miles, we did drive exactly 300 miles in the bus today. However, we are only 70 miles from Prevost Houston where we began.

How in the world did that happen?

That is the interesting part of the story. Let's see, it goes something like this. 

First the test drive of 42 miles. Then hook up the car and drive 110 miles. Then the bus quits again, we coast into a truck stop wondering what in the world just happened. There were not alerts and we had no clue what the cause was. We cranked the bus and after a couple of times, it runs. 

On advice from the men we trust and the Detroit shop in Houston that did the engine work, we drove 92 miles west in rush hour traffic to their shop in Houston. Jason was there, hooked up the computer and found no engine codes. Huh? Something happened.

He crawled underneath and around the engine checking every connection that had been messed with during the repair and several that had not been touched. The engine kept right on running as smooth as can be.

What to do now? I unhooked the car, Jason helped me and Kelly turn the bus around in the street, I hooked up the car and we headed east again. We negotiated our way through the dregs of rush hour traffic, found a rest area after 56 miles and stopped for the night at 8:00 PM.

That is 7.5 hours, 300 total bus miles and a net gain of 70 miles. So much for making a long story short. It was a long trip longer.😇

But, we also had access to the knowledge of tremendous friends, some good laughs, a bunch of great family memories and a wonderful visitation from the Lord while driving down the highway with uncertainties popping up everywhere.

Yes, God is good and gracious to us.

Thank you for reading today. Please pray for us too.

Davy

Thursday, February 7, 2019

Pastor L.L. Collins

BoggsMobile
I fully expected that I would be writing this blog somewhere in Lousiana, Mississippi or even Alabama. We love Texas, but as long as we are in Texas it means the BoggsMobile is not fully rolling yet and that is not good. We should be on the road later today. I will give you more of an update later. Keep praying if you will.

Please know that we are encouraged and peaceful in this stressful situation. God has been very gracious to us. We are receiving plenty of positive reinforcement from friends and family and we are grateful for that. The power of Christ has rested on us at strategic times through this and we are even more grateful for that.

Pastor L.L. Collins
We received news that Pastor L.L. Collins passed away. Bro. Collins had been very sick for a long time and I am completely sure he is as happy as he has ever been right this moment. Please pray for his family and church family for the next few days. Bro. Collins funeral is tomorrow.

Bro. Collins served the Lord in churches all of his adult life in several different states. He became the Pastor at Highway of Holiness in Hamilton, Ohio before I was a teenager so I have been aware of his influence most of my life. He was the face of the Highway and represented them well throughout the Miami Valley and beyond.

Bro. Collins was never my Pastor, but he had a profound effect on me during my early years as a Christian and as a preacher. The Highway sent out thousands of preaching cassettes every month and they providentially found their way into my hands, my ears and my heart.

On those tapes and even more so in person, Bro. Collins' preaching spoke to me and my wife at very critical junctions in our marriage, and our ministry. He helped me understand critical points of doctrine that I was reading in the Bible and could not wrap my mind around. I have so many stories I could tell about that.

But there is a story that is even more dear to me.

25 years ago I had a dream that Bro. Collins had a word of encouragement for me. Now, I had a good Pastor and a good support system and was not looking for anything else, but that dream planted the notion in my mind that Bro. Collins was going to have a "word fitly spoken" for me and my family.

We began visiting Highway on Saturday nights, but most services we were there a guest preacher or young preacher from the Highway would be preaching. We were blessed by the services and the fellowship, but I knew there was something more.

Quite a bit of time elapsed and we attended a revival at Rt. 4 Church in Germantown. Bro. Miller and Bro. Collins were taking turns preaching during the revival. We went one night when Bro. Collins was supposed to preach, but the service never made it to the preaching.

The next night was Bro. Miller's night but the Pastor asked Bro. Collins to sing first. As Bro. Collins began to sing the Spirit of the Lord began to move and Bro. Collins began to preach while strumming his guitar.

We had come in late and sat in the very back row. That is not my normal position in church and I was having a hard time tuning out all of the distractions until the Holy Ghost tuned in on me.

Bro. Collins was speaking with the anointing of the Holy Ghost and speaking directly into my soul. He was saying words that I did not even know I needed to hear. I heard as if I was hearing straight from Heaven and I knew this was the moment I had been made aware was coming to me. It was an incredibly significant point in my life and I have never forgotten it.

A few years later I had some time with Bro. Collins and I had his undivided attention. I ask him if he remembered that night. He did remember and he felt like he was speaking directly to someone. I told him that I was that someone and that it had made a lasting difference in my walk with the Lord. I think he already knew that too.

I also wrote him a "thank you" card later to express my gratitude. I am very thankful I was able to pin my flowers on him while he was alive to smile and shed a few tears for me too.

God bless you, Bro. Collins. We miss you already.

Thank you for reading today.

Davy