Explaining RV site hook-ups for Casa de Lance utilities at a site in Loreto, Baja California Sur. Filmed by a campgroundmate from Quebec City, Montreal Canada.
Cleaning solar panels; hooking up shore power on site, fresh water hose inlet (also known as city water inlet), and sewer hose drain out and explanation of holding tanks and dump valves; on-board air compressor to air up tires and inspecting rig coming off a desert trail. Opening scene filmed by my kiteboard instructor Ryan, and also pro cameraman & director of photography.
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Water pump blew up in Death Valley on the eastbound climb up Towne Pass, having not gotten far from Panamint Springs on the 3500′ ascent. The water pump shaft bearings gave out and caused coolant to leak past the shaft, and got sprayed all over under the hood by the engine fan draft. Before the truck overheated, was able to turn it around on a section of state route 190 along the climb. Coasted back down the hill to Panamint Springs, where I caught a ride from one of the proprietors to the nearest town of Lone Pine. Luckily the pump failed when and where it did, because within just 50 miles prior, I was venturing alone along the south pass trail from Saline Valley.
Once in Lone Pine, was able to purchase a new $138 water pump unit (p/n 45000) from the Napa Auto Parts store, along with specialty tools like a pulley holder (p/n 3900) and 47mm wrench (p/n 3473) required to change the pump. Also purchased 5 gallons of pre-mixed engine coolant formulated for diesel engines. At over 279,000 miles when the water pump failed, in retrospect, should have also purchased a new thermostat. New fan clutch was not in stock at the auto parts store at the time.
List of parts to consider replacing, while the 7.3L’s water pump is removed: fan clutch, serpentine belt, idler pulley, upper radiator hose, lower radiator hose (contains internal support spring), thermostat, coolant
When completing the water pump replacement and reattaching the fan clutch, it helps to use a strap or belt to suspend the heavy fan and fan clutch assembly in order to start the 47mm nut. It’s a tight squeeze between the radiator, fan shroud, and front of the engine, that one slip and fumble of the fan could easily poke a hole in the radiator.
Featuring Marcos and Natacha’s unimog rig. Macros, a firefighter and supertanker pilot, possess a incredible amount of charisma and energy, as we met on Superbowl Sunday at a campground in Loreto, BCS. The following day, he took me up on introducing and walking through his rig to feature on my YouTube Channel and Overlander Series.
Table of Contents: 0:00 Owner and rig introduction 06:50 Exterior overview 10:34 Habitat interior (by Global X Vehicles) 14:29 Wet-bath preview 16:46 Cab & pilot controls 20:47 Custom, hydraulic motorcycle rack loader 21:52 Cellular booster antenna 22:40 6.3L diesel motor start and drive
El Conejo Beach for Christmas 2019. Spent the week at this Pacific break with a community of gringo surfers that have been coming on an annual basis for dozens of years. One afternoon, received a knock on the door of Casa de Lance, to greet some of the kids at camp that crafted a hilarious pot luck invitation, where i’d show up with a bottle of Cabrito tequila reposado and a superfood salad of beets and eggplant.
Met some very interesting fellow travelers at Conejo, in particular helping to snatch a couple stuck on the beach in their motorhome. Turns out Marty is the author of the book, The Darien Gap: Travels in the Rainforest of Panama, which describes a segment of my intended journey al sol to be addressed in order to cross from Central to South America. Between Panama and Columbia lies the Darien Gap, where no roads exist and is skirting by floating vehicles in a container on a ship, or the vastly more expensive drive-on drive-off ferry for larger or longer rigs.
El Conejo has many facets, in particular the beach break featured at high tide that breaks left. To the north, is a rocky point where an arroyo fans and forms several swimming pool lagoons at low tide. Further north the beach is all rocky, and becomes a dense minefield of urchins as waves break right.
The x-mas potluck was a blast. It’s amazing to see the spread of fixings that come out of camp kitchens and campers. There were even a couple of pumpkin pies, a posole soup that had been stewing since the eve, a bunch of solar oven pastries, and of course ice cold beers. Salud y feliz navidad.
At the San Pedrito surf break much further south, would meet and become rather close to a Brazilian couple Natalie and Daniel, who were on the tail end of their overland trip from Panama to Washington state in the USA. They were traveling in a similar diesel pickup truck and Casa de Lance Squire camper fitout, and were on a mission to trace the Pacific coast throughout Central and North America for surf, and finally reach snow up in the Pacific northwest.
Daniel is certainly a ‘gun surfer’, as the Aussies say. His energy in the water seems boundless as he constantly shreds the main break all morning until it eventually blows out. Natalie shoots with a telephoto lens and drone for their Click Swell page, when she’s not soaking up the sun or swimming in the tide pools. I approached their camp with cold beers and a bottle of tequila after a surf session, and soon we were sitting around the campfire sharing stories, and saving waypoints and destinations in Central and South America.
We exchange truck camper tours, and i was duly impressed with how they utilized their space for 2 people. Their Squire also had a fundamentally different floor plan, where the dinette was below the bed and made for a true open kitchen, however that put the fridge wall adjacent to the hot stovetop. On Casa de Lance, my dinette is separated from the bed by the fridge, which adds a full ceiling to floor wall instead of an open kitchen, as the fridge is opposite the stove.
Upon meeting in San Pedrito, Natalie’s brother and wife also happened to be joining a portion of their trip since NYE. He is a Captain and commercial airline pilot based out of Chicago, Il, and was elated to escape the Midwest winter like a snowbird for a brief overlap in Baja. When i took a moment to regard him, noticed his shoulders were already peeling even for a Brazilian, as i think he was trying to absorb enough sun to last the rest of his winter. But since he’s a pilot, i imagine when he’s back in the cockpit he’s off to other worldy destinations and seasons. I certainly envy the lifestyle, and revealed to him that i’ve been reading a copy of Stick and Rudder with aspirations to eventually take to the sky. But first more 2-D sailing with a vertical wing (sailing on the SF Bay), then kiting, then perhaps sailplanes. The progression and goal is to fly on bushwheels, maybe even a seaplane.. just some wild ideas at the moment but incrementally inching towards groundschool.
Later on at the end of January 2020, would meet up with Daniel and Natalie again at El Conejo and camp together near the lighthouse. Nights, we’d cook together, share meals (Daniel brought out these spicy ‘japanese’ nuts found in some of the local Baja mini-marts, ah the crunchiness was addicting), and chill around the camp fire with the playful stray dogs.
Happy New Year from Los Cabos, BCS, nearly the southernmost tip of the Baja peninsula, 6 weeks since dropping below the border! Am highly enjoying this pace, traveling extremely close to the ground, and sea. Ringing in 2020 deep within the SJdC art district with hours of OG #reggae and #roots on LPs; Hawaiian style #wholepigroast, and boondocking an East Cape mini beach break after traversing the entire washed out Camino Cabo Este via Cabo Pulmo.
Night pre-run of the 2019 SCORE Baja 1000 racecourse (days before the rain/flooding that caused an unprecedented 24hr delay to the Start) in a turbo Can-Am 4dr car. Departing from San Felipe and around racecourse mile 510, near Zoo Road Crossing, we skirted a massive trash fire set ablaze in the desert. Great teamwork by Driver Jessica and copilot Travis; i’m in the back seat filming and holding on to my crown jewels every time we bottom out.
Tire strategy before dropping below the border for the 2019 Baja 1000, start/finishing in Ensenada, Baja California. I had to do something about the rubber i was running, but the intent was to hit up side trails and canyons to reach surf spots along the coast; it was brought to my attention that sometimes in Baja, one will venture down a trail where the locals would rather not have visitors, so it could very much be booby trapped with nails, spikes, and sidewall shredders.
F-350 single rear wheel (SRW) 4×4 running gear for 1997, uses an 8×6.5″ bolt pattern and at least a 16″ diameter wheel to clear front disc brakes and massive rear drums. In the past, have run outlandish HMMV 24-bolt military wheels on 16.5″ diameter double bead lock runflats weighing in at roughly 250lbs a corner, but opted to fitout the overlander with 16×10″ alloy wheels for much lower weight and wider stance, at roughly 4.5″ of backspacing in the rims. Unfortunately, only had wheel sets of 4, so a true full size spare was not readily available.
Tires originally started as 315/75R16 (equivalent to a 35″X12.5″) Load Range E All-Terrain Big-O Big Foot tires. Then for Baja went with Ironman 315/75R16 Load Range E All-Country M/T, high pressure valve stems, and internal balancing beads; very aggressive sidewalls, deep tread with sipping, and produced a set of unbalanced spares.
Full size spare was the 16×8 steel rim with 285/75r16 factory spare mounted below the rear fuel tank below the bed. With dual exhaust and 4″ pipes, and to modify the spare tire carrier to hang it below the taipipes. Later on in Baja, would find a local fabricator to weld up a tubular, fixed front tire carrier for a 315/75 tire.
Air compressor is an ARB 12V single compressor unit wired to the 100Ahr AGM battery, plumbed to a 5lb air tank, and lastly to the ARB air chuck. Tire repair kit contains multiple plugs, applicators, and rubber cement.
An incredible opportunity to join a Colorado River trip down the Grand Canyon with a private permit holder who won the National Park Service (NPS) weighted lottery, for the whole enchilada from Lee’s Ferry put-in to Pearce Ferry take-out in the month of October. Today the waitlist has grown to over 25 years for a noncommercial permit, yet just weeks prior to the October launch date, miraculously stumbled upon a connection that would materialize into a spot on the permit roster. Here’s the story of how it happened, had it not been for having drinks at a bar.
After the 2019 Burn, was hanging out during the week with a friend in Santa Cruz, CA at a local dive bar shooting pool. Threw my name up on the chalkboard as next challenger in a long roster of scribbled names, however the problem is, i don’t play much pool. The guy currently on the table is consecutively striking out names off the list, then my name’s up and i pump quarters into the table; new challenger always pays for the game. Right away, there’s a strange delay in the ball dispenser, and it takes a double pump of the coin tray for the table to drop out the rest of the balls. I then rack the balls tightly and forward in the triangle; defender breaks.
On my second turn, my friend decides to drop some hints by indicating on the balls where i need to strike to start pocketing balls. Now, i don’t play much pool, but i do know how to aim, and understand the mechanics of shooting the cue in a straight line. To align a righthand shot, i like to get down and put my aiming, dominant right eye over the cue stick, then my chin directly over the cue, and finally my right hand all in a line as it keeps a light grip on the handle. Feeling smooth on the recently resurfaced pool table felt, i proceed to sweep the table but miss on the 8-ball. My next turn, game.
If i was truly any good at pool, my subsequent match with a new challenger would have been a contest, yet my friend stepped away from the table and without his help i promptly missed repeatedly and lost.
During my first game, one of the bar patrons was off to the side of the table observing the match. He shuffled over and complimented the hot streak, and offered to buy a round at the bar. We get to talking, and i am still vibing hard having recently come off the Playa and still decompressing back into the default world. It was an incredible Burn, 4th consecutive in total, and this year with a theme camp with early access on build crew. We get to more talking about the desert, Death Valley National Park, more desert, then this guy starts telling me about how he’s going on a rafting trip down the Colorado River and Grand Canyon on a private permit, meaning that it be a self guided, fully sustained trip with no hired staff. And the permit was for the whole enchilada in the most ideal month of October before daylight savings.
Now up until this point, i’d never been on a raft before nor white water nor any type of river trip. But there’s a sensation about rivers and river trips that have vicariously stood out to me, which originated during a bike packing trip across the San Juan Mountains from Durango CO to Moab UT, where one of the riders in our crew is a river guide during the season, and an incredible specimen of human athleticism to boot (the kind of group member you’d want in your party with the strength to literally carry you out of the wilderness on his shoulder if you somehow could not hike yourself out). As a guide, his stories were incredibly captivating that i could clearly sense there is magic to be experienced on a river.
The next morning, i’m on a conference call with the guy from the bar, and the permit holder who’s a couple of time zones ahead of Pacific. It’s a matter of introducing myself and persuading them i am a worthy addition as #11 on this trip roster, where for 23 days our party will raft 280 river miles together down the Colorado River and Grand Canyon with nothing more than what fits on 5 separate inflatable rafts.
The end of September quickly approached, and i had the truck prepped and Casa de Lance loaded for her maiden truck camper voyage. It was go time, Manolo al Sol, starting with a journey down the Grand Canyon. But first stop, a waypoint in Las Vegas, Nevada to drop off Casa de Lance.
Logistics and operations to make a river trip like this happen, in addition to the immersion in the Canyon, would be my initial fascination with a river trip; a 23 day permit with 10 other strangers for a party of 11. Leading up to our Oct 5 put-in date, there were 2 last minute cancellations, which were quickly filled within a days notice and 100 minutes, respectively, as we were already in transit. Both ladies booked airfare to Flagstaff, AZ and names redlined into the NPS permit. Their efforts would be a testament to how incredible an opportunity it is to raft the Colorado when presented. In our fleet, we ran 2 private rafts (blue Cataraft with full kitchen, and red 14′ NRS); and 3x yellow 18′ Sotar rentals, gear and supplies from Pro River Outfitters (Flagstaff, AZ) including coolers and groovers.
My commitment was to have my truck available for transporting gear and 1 passenger, starting in Las Vegas, NV where i’d make an airport pickup at LAS. Next, we’d carpool to St. George UT to rendezvous with 2 other subsets of our party, originating from Canada and Salt Lake City, UT, for a total of now 6 members of the trip roster, including the permit holder.
Our caravan would then continue northeast, to boondock one night along the interstate in Utah. Next we’d officially enter Grand Canyon National Park and pay our respects to the canyon from the view at North Rim. With just one more sleep until our put-in date, it was finally time to run to town (Page, AZ) for supplies like snacks and booze for the duration of the trip.
Lance Lite model 915 EC , fully self-contained truck camper (aka slide-in, cab-over) for long bed pickup truck
Dimensionally: 9’6″ floor length, 93″ wide, 6’7″ interior height, 17’6″ length overall, 61″ center of gravity; 2059lbs dry weight (before options and upgrades)
Specs: 33 gallon fresh water, 16 gallon gray tank, 13 gallon holding tank, 4 cubic foot 3-way Dometic absoption fridge/freezer (AC/DC/propane), 18m BTU propane furnace, 6 gallon propane hot water heater, full wet bath and flushing toilet
Upgrades: extended cab over (queen size north/south bed) with fixed north window, electric jacks with remote (+39lbs), side awning (+60lbs), rear awning, outdoor hot/cold shower, 13,5000 BTU Brisk Air A/C (+102lbs), 3 burner propane stove (no oven), range hood with light/fan, 2-basin stainless steel kitchen sink, 100W + 160W solar panels and charge controller to house battery,