Wednesday, November 21, 2018

A Day of Thanks, But Who Do We Thank?



Thanksgiving Day 2018.  We are only three short years away from the 400th anniversary of the Thanksgiving celebration on which those that followed are modeled after.  In the fall of 1621, 53 Pilgrims celebrated their first harvest in the New World, joined by about 90 Native Americans. Soon after the birth of the United States, our first President, George Washington, declared a “National Day of Thanksgiving and Praise.”  Though various states had official “Thanksgiving” proclamations and holidays set aside at different times, it was not until Abraham Lincoln declared a “National Day of Thanksgiving” in the midst of the Civil War, that it became widely popular.  Finally, in 1941 Congress made it official by way of legislation declaring Thanksgiving as a National holiday.

While the Thanksgiving meal has always been a major focal point of the day, in some ways even that misses the original point.  For some, the emphasis is on stuffing the bird and then stuffing themselves, with nary a thought to anything else, unless it be football and the shopping binge to follow.  But for others, a comely tradition has developed in which each one gathered at the table tells of something they are thankful for. A fine method of focusing attention on our blessed condition to be sure, but still somewhat prone to missing the point. 

If we are giving thanks, to who or what are we doing so?  In this increasingly secular society in which we live, the question is not rhetorical.  So, who do you thank on this Thanksgiving Day? 
If you consider yourself an atheist, sharing the worldview of famous atheist Richard Dawkins, then you might be thankful to the universe which he describes as having “… no design, no purpose, no evil and no good, nothing but blind pitiless indifference.”  If you count yourself among these, then God calls you a fool (Psalm 14:1 among other places) and It would seem pointless for you to be thankful.

Or perhaps you offer your thanks to “mother earth” for the bounty she has bestowed upon you.  Do you think the earth (who, I hate to break it to you, is not your mother) hears and accepts your praises? Thanking a mute idol puts you in little better position than the one who rejects the knowledge of a Sovereign Creator altogether (Romans 1:18-25). In fact, that earns you the same title of fool (God’s description, not mine).

But, you say, can’t a person just be thankful for things without directing that thankfulness toward a particular being or object?  I suppose, but it is an exercise in empty discourse. Words of thanks aimed to no one, in praise of no one, and that give glory to no one, is the epitome of mouthing words but saying nothing.

So, this Thanksgiving Day, won’t you give your thanks specifically to the LORD God in Heaven, who has blessed you with life, liberty and sustenance; the One who created the world and all that is in it, which you are able to enjoy each day?

Friday, November 16, 2018

Sickness on Parade

This is really disturbing, and yet, unless you prefer to stroll along in naivety, aka blissful ignorance, it is worth watching.  Every man of good conscience (a species in short supply today) is already aware that recently America has been on the path of attempting to overtake Sodom and Gomorrah on God’s all time top ten list of places that deserve his wrath to rain down upon, but this may reveal that you still have been underestimating the level of depravity.

WARNING:  Some of the footage presented in this video is not for the faint of heart. I feel confident that said footage was included not merely for shock value (though it is shocking) but rather as a defibrillator to the American conscience. I WISH that it could be simply ignored until it goes away, but it seems to be growing like a cancer, and I am not sure that this cancer is other than of the terminal variety.  But, also like cancer or heart disease, it is probably better to be aware than to continue imagining that all is well with the world.

Top 5 Ways Leftists Sexualize Kids



Incidentally, its interesting that the conclusion reached in this commentary are eerily similar to those I recently presented in post titled "Slippery Slopes and the Letter P".

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

A Head Scratcher


Nobody likes one of those “head-scratcher” comebacks, though any honest mechanic will probably have a few tales that they are willing to share.  Of course, when the comeback winds up being no fault of your own, then the telling comes a little easier, accompanied as it is with a sigh of relief.

But to shift into reverse for a moment, in case any readers are uninitiated, a “comeback”, in the mechanical repair game, refers to having a customer returning with the same (or closely related) problem which was recently “fixed.”  A head scratcher, on the other hand is something that is confusing, mysterious or hard to understand.

One of the first useful things most “techs” (as they are called these days) learns is that when attempting to find a problem with a bike, the first place to look is the last part of the bike that was worked on.  That rule of thumb is valid whether said previous work was done by the owner, another shop, or the ace mechanic you consider yourself to be.

The tale of this particular head-scratcher is presented here, not only for its educational value in general, but also in the hope that it might save someone else from chasing an elusive problem.

Earlier this year I had occasion to do a stock valve job on a set of late model Twin Cam heads. The heads were carried in, by a customer who we will call John. We’ll call him John for two reasons.  One is that “John”, being a very common name will grant the customer a certain degree of anonymity, and secondly because that is his name.  While not a professional, John is also not a stranger to R&R (Removing and Replacing) top ends. The reason the heads were brought in was basically as preventative maintenance due to about 70,000 miles on the clock.  The top end was off to install some big-bore cylinders and pistons, so John decided that it would be worthwhile to be sure the valve job was up to snuff at the same time.  The job appeared to be about as straight forward as they come; the exhaust guides were bell mouthed past service wear limits so I replaced them, sized them and cut all four seats.  John also brought in a new set of stock valve springs and guide seals purchased from the local Harley dealer where he had acquired the cylinder and piston kit. He requested that I install them as part of the valve job.  I wrapped the job up in short order and life was good.

Then, a few weeks later, John returned with the rear head.  As an aside, let me tell you how much I appreciate this type of customer.  Most of us who have been working on bikes for a few decades have had to deal with the customer who returns with the attitude that you have screwed up his bike and he’s not going to put up with it (after all, his bike was perfect before you fixed it)!  John was the opposite of that.  He explained what had taken place, described the symptoms and calmly asked what I thought might be causing it.  

The symptoms were that once the engine reached full operating temperature, it would begin smoking profusely from the rear head.  John reported that his first thought was that he may have inadvertently installed a piston ring upside down, which only goes to show that the guy is no hack, since that also would have been my first suggestion to check.  However, the rings were in correctly, and there was no sign of oil leaking in the head gasket area.  Yes indeed, it did seem as though a close re-examination of the head was in order.

Which I did promptly.  But here is where it gets to be puzzling.  The valve seals were still in place.  The valve to guide clearances were good: right where I had measured them when freshening the valve job.  I put lacquer thinner in the spring pockets to see if I could detect any porosity: none detected.  I even went so far as to give each guide a solid rap to ascertain that they were not loose in the head: they were not.  

Keeping in mind that the engine in question did not have any symptoms prior to pulling the top end for the big bore kit, there was only one other possibility concerning the head itself that I could think of. If the rear head had porosity between the spring pocket and the port one would have expected that to show up pretty early in the life of the bike (and remember this one had about 70K smoke free miles in its history).  However, for quite some time now, Harley heads have been powder coated before they are machined in the manufacturing process.   Because of this practice, the inside of the ports (and to a lesser extent the spring pockets) leave the factory with a nice thick durable coating.  Of course, when cleaning up the heads for a valve job, media blasting removes the carbon and along with it the powder coat.  What do you suppose the chances are that by removing the carbon from the port, I had also removed the coating which had been sealing porosity, and in this case porosity which only opened up at operating temperature? 

If the scenario of a porosity which only opened up at temperature sounds bizarre, I might have agreed had I not seen it in the past. Way back in the early 1980s, the dealership I was employed by had a new Superglide, still in its 90-day warranty, return with similar symptoms. Under the tutelage of the dealership owner/ head mechanic (and when is the last time you heard of anyone holding that dual title?) I put the head on a burner of the shop’s electric stove with oil in the spring pocket.  Sure enough, once the head got enough heat into it, the oil started dripping through into the port at a brisk pace.  Rare?  You bet; but if I ran across one 35 years ago, why not another one now? 

Since the architecture of the Twin Cam head did not lend itself to holding oil in the spring pocket while heating on a stove, instead I chose to coat the interior of the spring pockets and oil drain passages with a product called “Gasoila Hard Set” to seal any potential porosity from the top side.  This had the added advantage of sealing off any possibility of oil getting between the head and the outside of the valve guide.  Still, it was a bit of a shot in the dark since I was unable to actually pinpoint any problem.

That of course still left the rest of the top end as the potential culprit.  Though John had checked to be sure he had installed the piston rings in the proper orientation, he took my advice and replaced the new rings based on my theory that it was better to spend a bit more money than to chance spending a bunch more time later.  Of course if the end result was success, then we might never know for sure whether the heads or the rings were at fault, but that was something we were both willing to live with.

So that is what the John did.  He once again installed the top end, with new rings & gaskets along with the (hopefully) repaired heads.  And all was well with the world, …at least until the engine once again reached operating temperature! Whoa!  Or maybe even Woe!  What in the world could possibly be going on?  At this point he made a trip to the dealership and described the conundrum to the service techs, but none could offer any ideas which had not already been addressed.  Now what?

Well, after a few more test rides to be sure it wasn’t just some left behind oil in the exhaust pipe causing the smoke, John received his first solid clue.  Pulling the “smokin’-hot” bike into his garage (well, …”smokin’-warm” to be more accurate),  he started to unscrew the oil reservoir cap only to be greeted by a sound just as if he had removed the valve stem from one of the wheels.  Suddenly everything pointed to the breather system.  And just as suddenly John thought of the new breather assemblies which came with the kit, the ones he almost didn’t change out but at the last minute decided he might as well install since he had them. You know, the stamped steel ones that come pre-assembled. Yeah, those.



Sure enough.  As it turned out, the umbrella valves in both of them were installed upside down, effectively sealing the engine and turning the crankcase into an air compressor. I must admit to being a bit impressed by how good a job Harley has done with sealing these Twin Cam engines, because evidently there was not a hint of oil weeping from any joint, seal or gasket.
 
The whole situation reminded me a bit of a stroker Shovelhead motor that I built for a customer back in the late ‘80s or early ‘90s.  Harley had recently started to install a little squiggly plastic “oil separator” into the breather pipe passage between the cam cover and breather trap.  When I built the Shovel motor I decided to try one since some oil carryover was not entirely unusual on strokers. Perhaps Harley’s latest technology would help, I reasoned. 

The results could have been a disaster.  The motor “wept” oil from the base gaskets, the tappet block gaskets, the pushrod tubes, and nearly every other place you can imagine.  The customer was not impressed.  When he brought it back, I immediately decided that the new-fangled oil separator was too restrictive, and removed it.  The only question I had was whether the oil leaks, once started, would go away when the added restriction was removed.  I thought it worth a shot, though the customer was convinced that it would not, and perhaps suspected that I was trying to dodge my responsibility to stand behind my work.  But he doubtfully took the bike, and sure enough, a couple weeks later came back to say that the engine had completely dried up – no oil leaks or weeping anywhere.  I felt like I had dodged a bullet and never put another one of those separators in a motor and removed them from any motor I found one in.  Evidently Harley came to a similar conclusion, because they did not make it into many engines.

So, I guess the moral of the story is beware of your Harley's breather system or it might turn into a real head scratcher.