Friday, 15 April 2011

Disaster Strikes

This was meant to be the first post in a series regarding the adventures of Katy on her holidays to Yorkshire to meet the family (mine not hers).

Sunday afternoon. the weather was glorious, and the run from Cardiff was going well and we had both commented on how well she seemed to be running after Steve Walford's magic hands had given her a full and proper service. We seemed to be retaining speed a little better probably helped with a clean arifilter last changed over 55,000 miles ago according to the note on it, and making clean overtaking maneuvers as we passed a number of lorries on the motorway.

Stability seemed good and the road noise seemed a little less with the new tyres with a slightly more road friendly pattern

However as we pulled of into Hopwood Park services on the M42 and came down from 5th to second gear there was a very loud squealing noise from beneath. A quick drive down into the lorry park as that was the 1st available parking and we seemed to be able to select gears and drive OK, but whenever we pulled off there was this massive squeal.

Engine is running fine and brakes work so a bit more back and fore in the gears we can go in any direction, but still the massive noise. Seems to be transmission then?

I'm still too new to Land Rovers to be sure so it's a phone call to GEM who duly dispatch an engineer to take a look.



He listens to the engine run and agrees it's sounding OK, then we move and he hears the racket and decides he needs to take a look at the differentials and make sure they have oil. I told him that they were serviced the Friday before so it was no surprise to me that he got an oily finger full of nice clean stuff when he dipped his finger in to check. Up off the deck came the wheels and they were freewheeled easily with no noise front or back so it's between the engine and the diffs then.

"Sorry mate ... we don't do transmission at the roadside so where do you want taking?"

With great regret we decided that the only sensible way to go was back home as they would not recover us again if we were not able to get it fixed up north. A truck was requested "No a bigger one!" was his comment to the dispatcher and a colleague of his duly turned up in about another hour




Up onto the back of the truck by means of a winch (how undignified!) and we were off. Limited to 56  miles an hour it was a long way home !

All my plans for nice evenings sitting in campsites cleaning bits I missed with the jet wash undone and more importantly, we're booked in at the Pencoed Classic Car Show on the 6th of May ... can we get her fixed in time ?

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