As I stood in front of the pump, I could see some fuel coming out of the lines, indicating that we were finally getting things started. "One two three four five, come on old girl," I said to myself, excited to get the engine running. After a few moments, the pump coughed and sputtered, but eventually settled into a smooth idle. I let out a sigh of relief as I realized we had done it - the Alice Chalmers 3500 motor was finally running.
As I stood there, admiring our handiwork, I couldn't help but think about the journey that had brought us to this point. From the moment we started tinkering with the engine, I knew it wouldn't be easy. The problem of the faulty fuel pump had been a major hurdle, and I was relieved that we had finally found a solution. But now that the motor was running, my mind turned to the task of getting everything else sorted out.
I started by tightening down the injectors, making sure they were secure and wouldn't come loose over time. Next, I turned my attention to the fuel shutoff solenoid, which had failed to shut off the machine properly. After some experimentation, I discovered that the solenoid had simply not closed off enough fuel to kill the engine. To fix this, I removed a boot from the solenoid and left it open, allowing me to choke the turbo off from fuel. This would prevent the engine from running unnecessarily.
With the solenoid sorted, my next task was to check for air leaks in the system. I discovered that there was an air leak coming from one of the transmission gauges, which was causing the pressure gauge to fluctuate wildly. To fix this, I applied some duct tape to seal the leak, and carefully tightened a few fittings around the system.
As I worked, my thoughts turned to the task ahead - getting the transmission running smoothly. I had already disconnected the clicky clack fuel pump after the first start, and was confident that it wasn't needed anymore. Now, I just needed to figure out how to shut the engine down properly without using the choke. After some experimentation, I discovered that all it took was a simple shift of the gear lever to shut off the machine.
With the transmission sorted, my attention turned to the brakes - or rather, the air over hydraulic brakes. These were a new challenge for me, and I knew they would require some careful diagnosis and repair. But for now, I was just happy to have the engine running smoothly.
As I stood back and admired our handiwork, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. We had done it - we had gotten an old Alice Chalmers 3500 motor running, using nothing but basic tools and some good old-fashioned ingenuity. It was just the beginning of our adventure together, and I couldn't wait to see what the future held.
As I looked around at the various components that made up our little machine, I knew that we would need to make a few adjustments before it could be fully functional. The seat, for example, had been destroyed by the raccoons who had taken up residence in the cab. But with some duct tape and a bit of creativity, I was confident that we could get it back in working order.
For now, though, I just wanted to enjoy the feeling of having our machine running smoothly. We had worked hard to get here, and it felt great to have reached our goal. As I stood there, listening to the engine purr along, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment. This was what it meant to be an old dog trainer - getting things running, one small victory at a time.
The next day, I decided to tackle the task of getting the machine moving again. We would try and see if it moved, and get the hydraulics working out. As I stood there, preparing for the task ahead, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. This was what it meant to be an old dog trainer - always pushing forward, never satisfied with the status quo.
In the end, we were able to get everything sorted out, and our machine was running smoothly once again. It had been a long and difficult journey, but in the end, it had all been worth it. As I stood there, admiring our handiwork, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. We had done it - we had gotten an old Alice Chalmers 645 running, using nothing but basic tools and some good old-fashioned ingenuity.
The machine's name is a subject of debate among the community, with several suggestions made in the comments section. Some have suggested "Alice", while others have proposed names like "Charmy" or "Chalms". Whatever its final name may be, one thing is certain - this machine has won our hearts and will always be remembered as a testament to the power of determination and hard work.
As for me, I'm just happy to have had the opportunity to share in this journey with all of you. It's been an adventure I'll never forget, and one that has left me with countless memories and a deep appreciation for the beauty of machinery. So here's to our little machine - may it run smoothly and happily for many years to come!