What a long night! I was supposed to leave at 4am on a, get this, 22 hour run in the lamtrac by myself. I tried to get to bed early last night but couldn't sleep so I decided to leave at 1am instead. Good thing. Temps were hovering around -15C. Good grooming temps......or so I thought. Everything was going smoothly and I was making good time. I was within an hour of my turnaround point. Temps were rising fast. Okay, so maybe I'll have to leave the Lamtrac at the turnaround point 97km's away and make the return trip tomorrow. No big deal! Then, I looked in my mirror and noticed my drag slowly dropping. I stop. Raise it all the way and notice it dropping again. I get out to check things out and find a busted hydraulic line going to the front cylinder on the drag. Not a big deal. I've got a spare in the tool box. I haul out the spare hose and find that it has no fittings on the end.
Everything's covered in hydraulic oil at this point. I tried for a half an hour to break the fittings loose on the damaged hose so I can put them on the good hose. No luck. So, I figure I can still keep going if I steal a hose going to the rear wheels on the drag. So, that's what I did. Swap the hoses around and try it out to check for leaks. Dang it! Now the coupler on the drag is leaking. I take the hose back off, change the coupler, and try it again. Success!!!
Temps are still rising!!!! It's now, get this one, +9 degrees. I should have been there by now. I get going and now the snow is sticking like crazy to the drag and won't roll. It's just packing up like crazy. Feels like I've got 5 drags full of snow behind me but I've got to keep going as I'm almost there. I have to keep stopping to let the engine cool down.
I get to a highway crossing and realize....."How am I going to cross this highway now that I can't use the wheels on the drag?" Oh well, no other choice. Gotta drag it across the highway with the butt plate down. I get across the highway and look back. $h-t! All that snow that was packing up in the drag is now a nice 4 inch thick layer of packed heavy wet snow on the highway. I get out and get the shovel and start shovelling while trying to not get run over by transports.
I get going again and now the snow is so sticky that it's packing up in my cleets making traction a near impossibility. I'm in a hilly stretch of the pipeline right of way now. With the snow we got last week combined with wind, I can barely make out where the hardpacked trail is. I keep slipping off the hard packed into the soft stuff and, as you know how snow gets in the springtime in warmer temps, you sink right to the bottom. I finally make it to moose mountain. It's not really that steep and is usually no problem except I've got a drag full of wet snow I can't get rid off and my cleets are packed solid with wet snow. I get a quarter of the way up the hill and spin out. I've got the front of the drag as high as it will go but I still can't lower my wheels to back up. I decide to back up a couple feet anyways and make another run at it. I make it a few more feet. Back up and try again. Only two sleds have been over this trail since it snowed. Usually that helps to pack it and provide my with traction. Nope! Not this time.
After five tries and a half hour later, I finally make it up the hill. I go down the other side and there's another highway crossing. I'm only 10 minutes from my destination. So, I decide to unhook the drag and leave it there. I'm roasting now. I dressed for -15. Got the one piece insulated coveralls on, long underwear, two pairs of wool socks. Yep! I'm hot! Got the heat shut off, doors open, fan blowing full force. At this point, I've been up for 36 hrs straight and been in the groomer for 12 hours.
I make it to the town garage where I fuel up. I've pretty much decided that I'm not going any further so I call for a ride. Gotta wait three hours till my ride comes. I start peeling off the layers. A guy who works for the town shows up and moves a truck out of the garage so I can pull in and park it there for the night. I start backing away from the fuel tanks and one of my ice breaker idlers flies off and rolls down the parking lot. I quickly chase after it and catch it just before it rolls out into traffic. I guess the bearing let go on it from overheating as the snow usually cools them down a bit but not today. The idler shaft is also junk. I look around in my stash of spare parts I keep on the groomer. Yep! There's the idler, there's the hub, there's the shaft. But, Where's the bearings????? Got no bearings to fix the broken idler. Now, I have to go back tomorrow with the bearings and get the idler put back on.
At least I don't have to make the return trip now. The other operator that runs the groomer volunteered to go with me tomorrow and help get it fixed then get it back to town.
Once it's back, I have a feeling that our grooming season it done unless we get a major cold spell and a bit more snow.
Pics to come...........