So, the radiator saga began with a breakdown only 30 miles from home on the way back from Pittsburgh. Due to the rain and my general weariness I opted for the easy tow home, which was facilitated by an eager tow truck driver who happened to spot the exciting and billowing smoke that poured forth.
The Fj40 was modified with a Chevy small block and an electric fan system which was mounted directly to the radiator via plastic ties through the fins.
When Erick and I endeavored to install the replacement radiator, we ended up breaking some fins on the new radiator which led to a trip down to D & R Radiator repair to have the brand new one fixed. (Another lesson learned, I suppose...)
The gentleman at the radiator shop was kind enough to cut and weld a proper bracket to mount the fan, so that future radiator ruining incidents could thusly be avoided. After I implored the gentleman to make said bracket, he replied that I should simply not mention it to his boss, and when I tried to offer him some cash, he said one of those nice, sort of mid-western like things, "Well, if you can't be of no help to anybody, then what good are you?"
This all took place in something of a hurry as a lead up to our camp/sail trip from two weekends ago; the first trip with a crew of four. We had three dogs in our company, so we were going to sail in shifts, but I was able to talk a group of young gentleman at the campground into watching the dogs while we all went out. Very nice of them, indeed.
After returning home we realized that the bow stop on the trailer had succumbed to dry rot and split on the side. This prompted a need for a replacement, which Erick was able to order and have delivered before this past weekends' trip.
The new one installed appears to be a sturdy, and fitting, improvement.
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