Today's adventure.....
Buddy found a killer deal on a 25k 4 post lift. He couldn't make it and asked if I could, like an idiot, I agreed.
Found a local guy that has great prices on renting trailers, and was also flexible with when I could pick it up. $105 a day for a 24k 28+5 goose seems cheap to me
way bigger than we needed, but same price as a tilt deck and way easier to load. He also threw in pallet forks for no charge,
Long story short, pick trailer up at 5 am, drive 3.5 hours south to Lewiston, ID, get hit in the trailer by a tweeker while pulling in to the shop
spend most of the day monkey fucking with a 4k lb garden tractor even though they said they would have a forklift (I even offered to move it for them), got it loaded (with a different forklift) and set off.
If you've ever been to Lewiston, you'd remember a pretty decent grade heading north. 7% steady for 7 miles. Hit in 4th in the old 7.3
not sure what I was thinking, shift down to 3rd quickly, which is normally the gear for the 340k mile, no boost 7.3 ~2700 and 45 mph, but it will do it basically forever grossing up to about 26k. Well as I start up, I full a faint surging, I'm thinking "fuck, is this thing finally going to take a shit on me" kinda feels like head wind gusts, but the bushes and grass are dead calm. Wtf.... I happen to look down and see my trailer brake controller registering braking? 0.7...... 1.8.......3.1.......2.4.... Wtf?
I quickly turn it to 0, but I had scrubbed too much speed. I had to fucking climb that whole grade in 2nd gear, 3k rpms to do 30 mph.
Rest of the trip went fine, no idea what happened, never did it again.
Not even a good Pic. Probably not super heavy. 7500lb trailer, 5k lb lift, 1k misc shit? 9k truck?