Next I went to reinstall the hard (steel) part of the oil cooler line that has somehow NEVER gotten it's picture taken! (right now I'm wondering if I ever even mentioned this ongoing aggravation. I'll go back and check and if not will write that up). Anyway, when I pulled it off many weeks back I ever-so-carefully dropped 2 of the 4 clamps that tie the two cooler lines together directly on the floor under the motor so that I could find them again. The other two stayed on the line that that I didn't remove. My plan would have worked had I not cleaned up the floor when I last rolled the frame out for paint. I clearly remember picking up the clamps and thinking "I'll never see these again" before I put them away where I could "find them later." Searched for at least 45 minutes taking time out, every now and again, to try once again to rearrange those "bad words" in some manner that I hadn't used before. Never found the clamps. So... very... frustrated
I scrounged up 2 other clamps and used them. Wasted at least two hours on this!
By the time I got that done I was so aggravated that I didn't want to even look at it any more. I still needed to flush the power steering box and reinstall the manifold but I didn't have the stomach for it.
I decided to grab the chainsaws and go cut some cedar posts. I have a project looming that is going to take a LOT of posts. My brother is currently clearing some land and there are lots of good posts to be had. If I don't harvest them, they'll just end up in a burn pile. I already had three sizable posts in the bed of the 68 from the previous weekend that would have to be unloaded before I could remove the bed so I figured cut some more and then unload them all, hopefully regaining a sense of calm. It worked. Just one picture of the 68 with a load on it for the last time with the old frame and drivetrain.
-Richard