Back on the road - part deux

With all the talk of "clean grounding" for everything, I neglected to check the +ve wiring. After cleaning the +ve terminal from the firewall and straightening out the power cable to the starter, everything seems to be working alright again.

Starter Woes

What I first thought was an alternator issue, that was causing the battery to die after each trip, seems to actually be starter related.

The starter seems to work sporadically. One day it will work, one day it won't. I have bypassed the start inhibitor switch but that doesn't seem to help. I have tried to jump the relay manually but that too doesn't seem to make a difference. When the key moves into Start, the headlights do not dim. Therefore the starter is not getting any power. The wiring to the starter solenoid looks pretty bad, but not bad enough to prevent connectivity, so I'm pretty confused right now.

I'd like to get some photos of a starter motor and solenoid that is not installed on a car to see how its wired. Its difficult to make out much from under the car.

Back on the road

Finally, after many delays, the Jag is out of the body shop and is on the road once again. It had been raining all week and the weather was pretty dreary in general. But today, the sun decided to come out and the rain stopped. .


The skies weren't clear for long but I decided to take the big cat out for some exercise anyway. Drove to the Nepean Sailing Club and took some photos. The boat lot was closed, so I couldn't get any boat photos. But here's the result of one crazy guy, his Jag and a digital camera.
































On the way out of the club, the Jag just stalled at a traffic light. Lost ignition, the engine was turning over fine, but no ignition. I thought the ignition amp had given up for good considering it had been giving trouble before, but I think it was just a loose connection between the amp and the pick-up. Once I got that sorted, we were back on the road once again :) I managed to get her up to 100mph (didn't want to push my luck on city streets), I swear that car makes me feel sinister. I just feel naughty every time I'm in the Jag. The alluring sound of 12 cylinders taunt you to push on harder and faster, its truly insatiable.

When I finally got home, the distinct aroma of burning Dunlops was in the air - a sign that I wasn't the only one who had a good time.