Ok, so. Here's the boring story in all its glory:
I drove down to my parent's house in San Diego on thanksgiving. We hung out, did the thanksgiving thing, and I picked up a tool back I had forgotten last time I was down there for our wheeling trip. Friday morning, I awoke at the butt crack of dawn and did my best cannonball impersonation in the mother-in-law's car back up to Torrance. I wanted to get an early start, get home and eat dinner, see the kids before they went to bed, etc. No one was on the road that early, I made it up in record time, things were looking up.
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Everyone's electronics stuck outside of the port of LA:
I roll up to the 24x7 storage facility to find out that at least today, it wasn't 24x7. Fawk.
So I head back to the in-laws house, send an nasty email to the local facility manager, and wait until 9:00. Of course when we get there, it's a shitshow. Lots of people wanted in, they're trying to figure out how to get the gate open, the facility manager wants to whine about it. Whatever. I load up my tools, reconnect the house and chassis batteries, fire it up and leave. I have to apologize for the lack of pictures beyond this point. Things got real and I didn't think to take any more, except for one.
I had a self imposed deadline of 11:00 am to find and fix my issue. I didn't get over to the park parking lot I had planned to do all the work(not allowed to work on your junk at the storage place and the manager was prowling around there) until 9:45. Cool, I'll just plug in my code reader and see what codes the TCM has for me.... AAAAAnd the OBDII port is dead.
I couldn't remember if I had to to have the motor on, so I fire it up.. nothing. Ok, maybe my little PC dongle doesn't work right. I'll try the craptastic little Bluetooth code reader I had used before on it. No power.. Ok, I'll fire up the motor again and try... Annnd now the starter doesn't' even click.
Did I blow a fuse for the ignition? Did a relay go bad? I start troubleshooting in exactly the wrong way. First I figure that when I turn the key, everything off the chassis doesn't come on- house power is good. So I check all my fuses and relays.. they're good. Then I check to make sure the ground didn't come loose on the anything that I'm aware of- battery, bus bar for all my accessories, etc. Then I check to make sure my battery disconnect switch didn't somehow crap out... wait.. batteries.
I finally pull my head out of my ass and test the batteries. They're dead, 2 volts.
I have no idea how or why they survived sitting in storage for 2 weeks, cold started the motorhome, drove it a few blocks, then cold started it again without the starter even sound slow, but that's where I was at. I had planned to turn the key and test the voltage out of my TPS to see if it was fawked, but with dead batteries that was out of the question. It was time for Plan B.
Plan B wasn't very well thought out. I was really hoping I could get more information reading the codes off the TCM and testing the TPS. So instead I went through, cleaned up and bare wires I could find that might be causing a short, cleaned up the tail light and hitch wiring that looked sketchy, and then jumped it from the house batteries via the battery boost switch. It fired right up and threw the check trans light after a few seconds. Damn it. I had one more TPS, so I swapped that in, jumped it again and... no check trans light. Maybe I somehow temporarily fixed my problem? SPOILER ALERT: I didn't.
I said by to my father in law, who wanted to hang out and see if he could help, and headed out for the not-so-open road of I-405. I was careful with this thing, trying to avoid any bumps I thought would jiggle something loose, taking it easy on the pedal, etc. I cruised all the way to highway 101 at 60 mph, tranny playing nice the whole way. Unfortunately as soon as I jumped on 101, BOOM- check trans light comes on, torque convert unlocks. Dang it.
So I drove home with no TC lockup. Tried to keep the tranny cool over big hills, and it works pretty well heading into Ventura because traffic was moving at a brisk 10 - 15 mph and the torque converter can handle that:
I was making pretty good time, and figured out the sweet spot on the throttle to keep at 60 mph in 5th gear with minimal slipping as long as no one made me slow down. There was of course some road rage when you're in the slow lane, in a pig that doesn't like to speed up or slow down, with thanksgiving weekend traffic. I got the trans too hot on the two hills I thought I would. The TCM gets mad and limits me to 3rd gear until it cools down and I turn off/turn back on the motor. Something scary happened each time I'd shut off the motorhome. Despite the battery voltage being good on the house power, each time it got harder and harder to get the battery boost switch to engage. Not sure why, but I'm going to replace all that junk.
On the second time I was waiting for the trans to cool down in a park-n-ride lot, I hopped under there and tried to swap in an old TPS to see what would happen. It's dark at this point, and I'm under the motorhome with a head lamp trying not to burn my arm on the trans cooler lines and as I tried to tighten the two bolts holding the TPS in, something pops off and hits me in the forehead. I look up there and the guts of the TPS are hanging out. There's a little cap on it that holds everything together and whatever glue or epoxy they used had failed. Ok, I start loosening the bolts again and put the other one back in. About the time I'm climbing out from under the motorhome, the local sheriff noticed there was an old motorhome with it's lights off sitting in a dark park-n-ride parking lot in the middle of nowhere, so we had to have a conversation. I led with "Hi! I promise I'm not going to sleep here." I think he was stoked that I could form a sentence and didn't have meth teeth. He seemed blown away that I had spare throttle position sensors in there. I told him I was mad enough at it to sell the damn thing, and he replied with: "The funny part is you could probably get a lot for it here these days."
Back on the road. There was a glimmer of hope with the check trans light didn't immediately turn on when I started it up... it waited until I had to bust a 3 point turn in the park-n-ride to crush my hopes and dreams of doing 70 mph the last 100 miles home. Ah well. I coaxed her up to 60 mph, turned the stereo up loud to drown out the turbo whine and headed home.
Back at home, I had to move the wife's truck and open a gate to put the thing away, so I parked across the street. Gate open, truck moved, and I go to start it back up..... the relay for the battery boost absolutely, positively doesn't want to click. When it finally did, I saw out of the corner of my eye, that for a brief moment, the OBDII port sent power to the Bluetooth reader I had left in there.
Ok, I put it in reverse to pull into my... I said I put it into rever....WHY WON'T YOU GO INTO REVERSE NOW?!?! I put it into drive... nope. What The. Fawk. Reverse, nope. Neutral, I guess so because the parking pawl kicked off and it started to roll... Drive? Nope Reverse? Nope? Drive?
CHECK TRANS LIGHT Yep!
Good lord this thing is hosed. I stuffed it on the side of the house, brushed my hands off as I walked away and haven't touched it since.
So... Should I turn this thread into a Harry Doesn't Know How To Fix Motorhome Electrical Systems, But He's Gonna Try? Or spare you guys the
gory details?
Step 1 is going to be new batteries and remove power wires for anything other than just the trans and the motor to start troubleshooting.