Got my pickup back from the shop today. It is a 1985 Ford F150. It gets driven maybe 10-30 miles a week. It is my huntin'/fishin'/haulin' a load of firewood to the daughter's house truck. And it tows my boat.
Not a yacht, just a simple little 14 ft Jon boat with a 9.9 and a trolling motor. On Saturday evening, I was backing own the boat ramp at local fishing lake- just my lady and myself- when I got that untimely AWCRAP sensation of my brake pedal flopping on the floor, limp as a waterlogged nighcrawler. No brakes. But the parking brake worked. YAHHHH!
After removing the seat cushions from my clenched butt cheeks, I popped the hood, and checked the master cylinder. Looked like a little desert in there. Swear to god there was a tiny cactus and a tumbleweed- but no brake fluid in the BIG side of the reservoir.
Good thing about a truck- you have a toolbox. Lemme see- axe, sleeping bag, MREs, 10W40, flares, parachute- ah, here we are- brake fluid. Topped up master cylinder, tried pedal- ah- MUCH better. Loaded the boat, straight home at SLOW speed, dropped boat, straight to shop.
Good shop- have known owner over 20 years. Called me this morning- line from master cylinder had pinhole from rust. Replaced the line, flushed, refilled. All better.
The purpose of this rambling tale? I damn near put my truck into the lake- a two mile hike from nearest house. How many of you are driving an older vehicle- and when was the last time you checked ALL the fluids under your hood?
I'm just saying...........