you gonna get this fixed at Argo, or fix it yourself?? Looks like a major job to me. I would have no clue how to fix that. Did it just stop running, you popped the firewall and that's what you saw?? Wouldn't wish that on any Argo owner. Keep us posted.
Dennis
"Let's Roll" when he used to wake me up in the mornings for school in the 50's.
My Dad, Utah Beach D-day vet, 79th Inf Div
bearclaw46,
you gonna get this fixed at Argo, or fix it yourself?? Looks like a major job to me. I would have no clue how to fix that. Did it just stop running, you popped the firewall and that's what you saw?? Wouldn't wish that on any Argo owner. Keep us posted.
Dennis
I fixed the Argo the next morning, I just had to steal a bearing off another machine (one that was already broke down in the same area). Turns out that I shouldn't have bothered, after fixing it for my buddy, he only made it about another half hour and then piled up the trans. He is still waiting for a rebuilt replacement ( Only took me about 45 min to pull the trans, pretty simple job).
The bearing piled up halfway into the lake we were going too. The driver never told me he was having problems untill we got there. The idler shaft was riding up and the chain sprocket was grinding against the brake disk. There was a pile of metal shavings 2 inches deep under the shaft from wear.
The second pic is from after I had remover the idler shaft. I was trying to show the metal shavings, but it didn't turn out too well.
I went back to replace the stolen parts off that other argo 2 days later, and wouldn't ya know it, the guy had his Argo flown out while I was bringing the parts in to the machine. He was OK with it, although he was kinda wondering just what the hell happened to his machine
I went back to replace the stolen parts off that other argo 2 days later, and wouldn't ya know it, the guy had his Argo flown out while I was bringing the parts in to the machine. He was OK with it, although he was kinda wondering just what the hell happened to his machine
That's what remote rural living is like, sometimes. I had a friend who said as he grew up, he never locked his car, in fact left the keys in it, "heck, one of my friends might need to borrow it".
To Invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk. (Thomas Edison)
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