Mustang; The Dash Is Gutted

Brian and Colin made it down yesterday for a joint attack on the Mustang.  After some final cleanup of the carpet and pad under the dash, we started taking out the instrumentation, wind shield wiper mechanism, heater, glove box, and radio.  First, though, was getting the padding material off of the padded dash.  As I recall, the padded dash that we take for granted now was a relatively new saftey feature in the early 60s.  There were lap seat belts in the car, but passengers were still smacking their faces on the dash in an accident.  Obviously, the colapsable, padded steering wheel was yet to come.    here's a shot of Brian scraping the padding off the dash:

I've always disliked working behind the dash on a car.  It always seems to involve working in a cramped, dark space with poor access to what you are working on, and all the time having to contort your body into uncomfortable positions.  And it gets worse when you get older.  Fortunately, Brian did most of that work.  What I was working on was trying to get the steering wheel off.  According to the service manual, it requires a special tool, a steering wheel puller, and I still had one from when I owned the car and needed to take the steering wheel off to fix the turn signals.  The problem was, there was a broken-off bolt in one of the holes that the steering wheel puller bolts into.  I tried a couple of  moves to get this broken bolt out......vice grips on the small part protruding from the hole, and then heat plus vice grips, and finally, the Hail Mary last ditch effort of an Easy Out.  Nothing worked. 

Meanwhile, Brian was also doing some more clean-up on the floor pan; removing the caulking that seals seams from leaks.  It was in this process that he discovered the first bit of rust that looked like it might be serious enough to require some welding.  The worst of it was on the passenger side floor. 

Here is Brian scraping some of the caulk from the trunk area:

Before we took a break for dinner, the dash area looked like this:

After dinner, Steve, the guy who is going to get the car sandblasted and then do the paint and body work, came over to consult with us about what still needed to be done and who was going to do what.  We ended up talking about this and that for a couple of hours, but during that time I told him about my problem getting the steering wheel off.  He suggested tapping on the steering shaft with a hammer and then whacking the steering wheel with your hand from the side.  He tried it, but without the hammer tapping phase, and it didn't come off. 

Brian and Colin had to leave early today to get to one of Brendan's baseball games back up in Tacoma, so we really didn't get any work done today.  After they left, though, I thought I might as well try some more on the steering wheel.  I thought that maybe I could completely drill out the broken bolt and re-tap the hole to accept another bolt.  I got my set of taps and dies out and started to get to work.......with dred, because it meant a lot of work and not a great chance of success.  Before I got started, I thought just for the hell of it, to give Steve's suggestion one more try, but with the hammer tapping step included.  I got one of my old motorcycle swing arm bolts that I use for a drift and gave it a few hearty taps.  Then a healthy whack with my hand on the side of the steering wheel and.........oh my, I think I felt it loosen.  Another whack with my hand and sure enough, it came right off.  Big, big sigh of relief.  Nothing beats expert advice, especially when its free.  So here she is as of this morning:

Meanwhile we have generated two full 30 gal trash cans of discarded "stuff":

This is probably all the work that is going to be done until early July when Brian plans to come down for a couple of days and then we will turn the car over to Steve.  Still needing to be done is window removal on the passenger side, some under-dash stuff (wires, clutch and brake pedal brackets, etc.), door handles and locks, and then pulling the engine and transmission. 

Are we having fun yet?

Rainy Day Mustang

The past two days have been rainy, so I did a bit of work on the Mustang.  I had a couple of objectives; one was to figure out why the driver's side door didn't latch, and the other was to figure out how to remove the windows on the driver's side.  Then I can show Brian how to do the other side and we don't waste as much time figuring it out when he is here.  I also had some wiring to remove in the rear. 

I have been bragging about how good the shop manual is for the car as I have used it in the past to do engine and clutch work and it was very detailed and easy to follow.  However, I discovered that when it comes to body work, the manual is not so hot.  I think the problem is that it covers too many models with different bodies, but the same engine and transmission, so the engine instruction can be detailed, but it would be too much work to included such detail on the body of every model.  So I was pretty much on my own in figuring out how to work on the doors and windows. 

I did eventually get the driver's side door window, vent window and rear quarter window removed.  Then I could get a good look at how the door latch worked.  I discovered the problem was in the button on the door handle that you push to open the door.  The two pictures below show the inside of the door where this button is connected to a rod that goes to the latch:

Notice the difference in the position of the gold-colored triangle shaped piece in the two pictures, and how the end of the rod is higher in the second picture.  When you push on the door button, a short rod comes into the door interior and pushes on the bottom of the triangle.  You can see this rod and the contact point with the triangle hidden just behind the vertical rod to the latch.  The push button thus changes the horizontal motion of pushing  the button to vertical pull on the latch rod.  The problem with the door was that the button was stuck in the position of the second photo, so that the door was always unlatched.  A little WD 40 on the push button mechanism freed it up and the door works perfectly now.  However, we will have to disconnect the door latch rod and remove the door handle before we turn the car over to the paint and body guy. 

I also removed some wiring for the tail lights and fuel gauge, and found it easier to work from inside the car.  Carolyn thought it looked pretty funny and took these pictures:

Here are a couple of pictures of the current state of the interior:

I've never taken a car apart this much before and sometimes it scares the crap out of me when I think about all the work that needs to be done.  I have to remind myself that it's not really my project, but Brian's, and we have lots of time and there are lot of sources of information and parts.  And, it was a good way to stay occupied on a rainy day. 

The Riding Season is ON!

We have had a stretch of summer-like weather; not typical May, and certainly not like last year where we didn't have an 80 degree day until June.  I have been taking advantage of it and have had three rides in the past week.  The first was a road ride with Ross and Orv.  We made a 150 or so mile ride down the Columbia Gorge and then up the Wind River Highway over Old Man Pass and down to Cougar.  Orv rode his Suzuki SV 650 instead of his usual Triumph Tiger.  Funny history with that SV 650.  Orv had owned it for awhile and sold it to Ross, and had just recently bought it back from him.  Like getting your old girlfriend back, eh?

Here is a video I made on the twisty part heading for the pass.  The road was just opened a week or so ago and there was still deep snow alongside the road at the top. 

The next ride was a dual sport ride through the Yacolt Burn State Forest over to Washugal.  The only picture I took on this ride was of Ross with his "new" bike.  It is actually his last dirt bike, a Honda CRF 250X that he has converted to street legal status.  This is the first year that Washington has allowed off road motorcycles to be converted over to street legal status.  It's a pretty involved process and the conversion has to meet strict requirements and pass a couple of inspections, but it's an unusual and welcome step for any state to make.  The ride was basically a test run to see how the bike works as a dual sport that can be ridden on the highway.  I think the conclusion that Ross came to was that it needed to be geared higher.  It was also a mileage check, and he is getting more than 50 mpg, which is pretty good.

The third ride of the week was a two-day ride to Eastern Oregon with Ross, Mike, and Orv.  I haven't said much about "Big Mike" yet, but I have been riding with him quite a bit in the last couple of years and we have done a couple of multi-day rides that have been in the blog earlier.  Mike took over my job that I had with the Jones Creek Trailriders club, which was dealing with the Washington Department of Natural Resources........a frustrating and difficult job that he is doing much better than I did.  Mike is also a hell of a mechanic and maintains all the club's trail maintenance equipment.  The bike he rides is an 80's-era Yamaha that had a bad transmission when he bought it, so he and Ross flipped it upside down one day and took the bottom off the engine and fixed the trans.  All in a normal day's work for Mike.  He is still a working stiff, though, so he has to make time for rides on days off or vacation.  Mike has a custom set of leathers that probably cost as much as his motorcycle, and the back of his jacket has an interesting logo:

When I first saw it, I thought Mike must be a member of Sarah Palin's "Tea Party", but that's not quite the case.  Maybe Mike can explain it better than me in the comments. 

Central and Eastern Oregon has some amazing scenery and roads, and they welcome bikers over there because we stay in their towns and spend money.  One of our favorite roads is the one between the towns of Shaniko and Antelope, and here is a video of us going down that road.  Note the mistake I made when I got a little too close to Ross, who was the rider in front of me. 

Some of the scenery along the way

We stayed overnight in the town of Long Creek.  There was one motel, one restaurant, and one gas station........all we needed.  Here's the motel , i.e. "Lodge":

 It had huge rooms, and they were clean and cheap, with hot showers.......again, all we needed. 

The town is at the intersection of two highways, with a stop light, and that's about it.  At 7 pm I took a walk in all four directions from the intersection and only saw one person outside, and only two cars.  Every house and mobile home, though, no matter how poor looking, had it's satellite TV dish.  So that is their entertainment.  On the positive side, you don't see signs like this in San Francisco:

The town also seemed to have a bit of religious fervor to it:

The restaurant opened just for us in the morning and served blueberry pancakes with bacon for $3.95, and it was good. 

On the way back through the eastern side of the Gorge, we came upon fields of California poppies.  It reminded me of some years in Southern California when there was enough rainfall to make acres and acres of these flowers on the hillsides. 

The two-day ride was over 600 miles, with great roads, good weather, and good friends........all that I need. 

Mustang Update

Brian came down last weekend and we spent another day disassembling the Mustang.  One of the surprise discoveries was that the top of the gas tank doubles as the bottom of the trunk.  I recall that there were some problems and lawsuits back in the 70's (especially with Pintos) due to gas tanks exploding and burning passengers when there were rear-end collisions.  This shared trunk floor might have been partly the cause as there would have been no "firewall" between the gas tank and the passenger compartment.  The rear seat certainly would not have done the job. 

Gas tank removed from trunk

We found some mis-alignment of the front body work due to a minor bump and decided to replace some panels and a support bracket.  Cars bumpers now have to survive a 5mph collision with no damage, and it was bumpers like the Mustang had that caused rules like this to be passed.  They were more for appearance than protection. 

More engine parts have been removed:

The pile of removed parts is growing:

At the end of the day; starting to look a bit like a hulk:


We have only two more days when Brian will be able to come down to work on the car before we turn it over to the body/paint shop, and there is still a lot to do. 

A Family Heirloom

1965 was a busy year for me.  I got married in January, graduated from the Missouri University Master's program in May, got a job, and moved to Corona, California in June...........and in August I bought a new car.  I was 24 years old.

Like a lot of people in 1965, I fell in love with the Ford Mustang, and when I started making money from a real job, I bought one. 

I drove it for 13 years, during which time we had two children and a dog and explored a lot of California.  Then I got divorced, moved out, and left the car behind.  By that time we also had a van so I could haul my dirt bike to the desert, and I needed the van. 

My ex-wife kept the car and now after all these years she has given it to our son Brian and we are making it a father/son/grandsons restoration project.  Brian rented a trailer and hauled it up from Riverside a couple of weeks ago.  We are going to keep it at our house while we work on it and here he is arriving:

The car still has the original yellow on black plates that were issued back then, but it hasn't been registered since 2001.  The data plate on the door shows it was assembled in San Jose, California in August of 1965, and when I was rumaging around in the glove compartment I found the owner's manual with this in the front:

So we must have bought it as soon as it was shipped to the dealer. 

Brian's plan is to do a leisurely restoration as money becomes available.  The object is to make a modern daily driver rather than an exact restoration.  This means disk brakes rather than drums all around, electronic ignition, rack and pinion steering, and high back seats with shoulder seat belts.  The plan right now is for a four speed manual transmission. 

 We will do what work we can, but farm out the body work and paint and will probably have to buy a new engine as the original is pretty well used up.  Brian and his boys have already decided on a paint scheme based on something they saw in the movie "Gone in Sixty Seconds". 

This past weekend Brian and Colin came down and we started preparing the engine for removal and taking off a few grill and headlight parts.  The wonderful thing about these old cars is that they have almost no smog control equipment or modern electronic controls, so they are really simple and straightforward to work on. 

I'll keep the progress updated on this blog.  Pretty amazing to see this car that I bought almost 50 years ago and to have it still be in the family.  I wish I had some pictures of it when it was new, but I couldn't find any.  We took slide pictures back then, and when we divorced they got split up and mixed up.

Another Sunday Ride

This weekend has been the best weather of the year.  In fact, it was down right springlike on Saturday with a high near 70 degrees.  It is the duty of retired folks like Carolyn and I to stay home on weekends to help reduce congestion in the stores and roads for the working stiffs.  So we generally use weekends to get house chores done, plus we don't like being out with the masses of traffic either.  We each had a big job to do this weekend.  For Carolyn it was cleaning up the gardens and for me it was starting on replenishing our firewood supply. 

After a long winter, pathways and garden areas need to be cleared of sticks and leaves and some plants pruned to make way for spring growth.  This is Carolyn's rig for hauling stuff to the "bio mass pile". 

Raking

Lifting

Dumping.  Pile just keeps getting bigger and bigger.

While Carolyn is doing that, I'm working on some alders that had broken their tops off during a snow storm that loaded them with more weight than they could handle. 

Loading the trailer with firewood rounds  It takes a strong back and a weak mind and unfortunately I'm pretty weak in both areas. 

Full load headed for the woodshed

Yes, we each have our own quad.  I originally bought the one that Carolyn uses to work on motorcycle trails.  It was much easier to carry tools on it than a motorcycle.  Once Carolyn saw how useful it was for gardening, that was the end of the wheelbarrowing for her, and I had to get another quad for myself. 

Once I get up to the woodshed, I hook my Ipod into my speakers and get ready to bust some wood.  Rock musicians sometimes call their instrument, especially if its a guitar, an "axe".  So here I am up on the stage, playing star again.  (Bob Seger, "Turn the Page"), with my axe. 

If you think I'm acting like an old fool, well..........sue me.  Your turn may come. 

Getting down to business

The load split, ready to stack

One row done, five more to go. Four and a half cords in each side of the shed.  This half of the woodshed will be wood burned in the winter of 2013-14.  Next winter's wood is in the other half of the shed drying.  People ask me why I don't get a wood splitter and make life easier, but the actual splitting part is the part I like doing with an axe.  It's the bending, lifting and stacking that I would like to avoid and a splitter doesn't do that for you. 

Anyway, after a day and a half of this, we were both tired and sore and ready for a ride in the nice weather, so we quit and I got the bike ready for two-up riding. 

First, I swap the nice light, slim stock seat

for the heavy, ugly, high dollar comfortable custom seat

Add one full turn of preload to the rear shock spring

five clicks of rebound damping

A little chain lube, and we're good to go

We rode around the county exploring some roads we hadn't been on before, and stopped to take a few pics of the East Fork of the Lewis river, which was running at full song with winter rain and snow melt runoff.

In late afternoon we stopped in the Moulton Falls Winery to visit our friends Susan and Joe, who are in the process of getting this winery and tasting room up and running.  Here they are behind the bar:

The tasting room is a converted horse arena that they have remodeled themselves with a lot of help from Joe's brothers, one who lives in Arizona and the other in New York. 

We met other friends there and had a glass of wine and some snacks:

Notice the TV on the wall in the background?  Joe was playing a video I made when he and I and Orv went on a ride a couple of years ago

Joe has two BMWs and an Arlen Ness Harley chopper.  That's more motorcycle excess than I have seen in a long time:

The bikes obviously don't get ridden much lately due to the Winery taking all of Joe's time.  We have some plans for this summer, though. 

We got home before dark and it was nice to do some two-up riding with my long time "co-rider".