Monthly Archives: September 2021

It’s All About the Guitar

This post doesn’t have anything to do with the RV lifestyle or our new place at Viewpoint Golf and RV Resort. It’s about my guitar project, so if you have no interest in guitars, no need to read on.

I wrote a post in June where I mentioned meeting Curt Mangan and touring his guitar string factory in Cortez, Colorado. Curt planted a seed when he said every guitarist needs to have a Stratocaster or Telecaster guitar. My first “good” guitar was a Fender Stratocaster I ordered in 1976. I sold it a couple of years later (I wish I hadn’t done that). I’ve had a few Strats over the years but never liked them enough to keep them. Fender and Gibson make great guitars, but they are different in design, philosophy and construction.

Fenders typically have single-coil pickups, bolt-on necks and a 25.5-inch scale length. Gibson uses humbucker pickups, set necks which are glued to the body and a 24.75-inch scale length. This makes the guitars feel, sound and play differently. The longer scale Fenders have higher string tension and slightly more space between the frets than the shorter scale Gibsons. The Fender single-coil pickups can really produce some nice tones, but they’re prone to electro-magnetic interference (EMI) which can cause noise or humming from the amplifier. Humbucker pickups are inherently noise cancelling and to my ears have a thicker, richer tone. So, I’ve been a Gibson guy for a long time.

Having said all that, Curt had me thinking – I should take another shot at playing a Stratocaster. You can find very affordable Strats in the entry-level Fender Squier line (usually sourced from Asia) or step up a little and get a Fender made in Mexico. The premium level Fenders are made in Corona, California. The low line in that series starts at around $1,400 and goes up to around $2,500. Then there’s the Custom Shop offerings – the team built guitars are the next price tier. And, finally there’s the Masterbuilt series where one luthier builds and finishes the entire guitar and these run anywhere from about $7,000 up to $20,000 or so.

I didn’t want an entry-level guitar but at the same time I didn’t want to spend $2,000 + on a Strat. I started researching guitar kits to build a Strat. There are several kits available, ranging from cheap Chinese sourced kits around $200 up to high end kit makers like Warmoth in Puyallup, Washington. A high quality Warmoth would be in the $1,500 – $2,000 range and would require a lot of work to finish.

I found a company in Amherst, New Hampshire called BYO Guitar. They have a full line of kits ranging from affordable entry level kits up to their Custom Shop offerings where they make the guitar body and neck to order in-house. My goal wasn’t to see how cheaply I could build a Strat, rather I wanted to see if I could get a higher quality instrument within my budget constraints. BYO Custom Shop seemed to fill the bill.

I arbitrarily set a budget ceiling of around $1,000. I spec’d a Strat with a two-piece swamp ash body, a black limba neck with jumbo frets and rosewood fret board and quality hardware like Grover tuners and Wilkinson bridge-tremolo unit. At BYO they could build to my spec, including my choice of finish stain and even include a hardshell Gator case for just over $1,000. I went for it.

They needed about two months to complete the work – I had them hold the parts until September when we returned to Mesa. The kit arrived last Tuesday with everything in the Gator case. The book-matched swamp ash body was so finely made, I thought I’d received a one-piece body at first. I had to really look to find the seam. Well done! I started working on it right away. I don’t think it’s fair to say “I built my own guitar.” It was actually more of an assembly task – after all I didn’t cut and shape the body from a blank or carve the neck. It was a matter of fitting the parts, soldering the wiring harness for the pickups and controls and installing hardware.

Poorly lit, unfocused shot of unboxed parts – the neck isn’t installed, just sitting in place

My first step was to paint the body cavities with a carbon-based conductive shielding paint. I mentioned how single-coil guitar pickups are prone to EMI. By shielding the body cavities and grounding the shielding, some EMI can be blocked. It’s like a Faraday cage, but a guitar can never have a true Faraday cage – the pickups are still exposed and there are other points like the control shafts that can’t be fully shielded.

Bare cavities in the swamp ash body – there’s a seam right down the center, nearly invisible
Body masked and conductive paint applied
Cavity on back of body for tremolo springs

Then I went to work on the neck – I was pleasantly surprised to find the frets leveled, crowned and nicely polished. I thought I would have to do some finish work on the frets but it wasn’t necessary. I went straight to installation of the Grover tuners on the head stock.

Neck with tuners installed

I ran into trouble on Wednesday. I soldered the output jack, ground wires and controls. I tested it and it worked. I installed the pickguard and jack plate onto the body. Now it didn’t work. It was a real headscratcher and I can’t tell you how many times I took it apart and checked everything. I finally figured out that I had contact between the pickup selector switch and the conductive paint creating a short to ground. I added a piece of black electrical tape and tried it again. It worked. Then it didn’t work. What? I found the tip of the jack on the guitar cable would sometimes touch the shielding in the jack cavity creating another short to ground. Again, I confirmed it by adding a piece of black electrical tape. Now everything worked right.

I didn’t want to leave a band-aid on the problem, so Thursday morning I used a Dremel to carve a trough under the selector switch and carve out a bit of the jack cavity. This meant I had to repaint those areas with conductive paint. After the paint dried, I re-assembled the pickguard and jack plate – bingo, everything works.

Next I had to install the nut at the head of the neck. This is a critical step. The vibrating guitar string has two points of contact to impart vibration and resonate with the wood in the neck and body. There’s the bridge where the strings attach at the body and the nut. The nut can be made from bone, synthetic bone material or plastic. Higher end guitars will use bone or synthetic material while entery-level guitars have plastic nuts.

I used a Tusq synthetic nut which is impregnated with PTFE. It came over-size for the nut slot. First I had to carefully thin it. I did this by sanding it with 320 grit sand paper on a flat surface. I took it really slow – it needs to be a snug fit with solid contact with wood slot so vibrations (sound) can transfer. It was a matter of sanding a bit, then trying to fit it. Once I had a good, snug fit, I put the first string (high e) and the sixth string (low e) on the guitar and measured the string height at the first fret. It was way too high.

Nut installed and masked before filing the ends flush with the neck edge

Once again, it was a matter of sanding carefully and trial fitting it. Altogether I probably spent an hour sanding and trying before I was satisfied. At that point, I put the rest of the strings on and started the set up process. I set the trem-bridge assembly to float so the whammy bar can vary the pitch both up and down. Then I set the action or string height over the frets. The relief or bow in the neck was next – this can be adjusted by tightening or loosening the truss rod. Pickup height adjustment was next. Lastly I set the intonation by making sure each string went up in frequency by one octave when comparing the open string to the 12th fret. This is adjusted at the bridge saddles.

Gator hardshell case
Strat completed and in it’s new home

Now it was time to play! I had set it up with the unbranded strings that came with the kit. Turns out, I didn’t like them much. They were a really light gauge – too light for me. The guitar played fine, the neck is excellent but I was missing the tone I was after. It didn’t have a sparkling clean sound and seemed a little off balance. I played for a while then put it away.

Friday morning I changed the strings to a new set of 10-46 gauge strings. This meant going through the setup process again as the string tension changed and everything else changed with it. It was better, but still lacking the bright, clean tone I expect from a Strat. Then it occured to me. The pickups are wound pretty hot and I had them set too close to the strings. I reset them so the bass side was 7 or 8/32″ from the bottom of the string and the treble side at 6/32″. Much better! I’ll probably continue to tweak it bit here and there, but I like it. From the Fender Stratocasters I tried at Guitar Center, I would put this guitar on par with a $2,000+ made in America Fender Strat.

EDIT – I forgot to mention, this is the quietest single-coil guitar I’ve ever played. No hiss or hum unless I hold the guitar within about two feet of the amplifier where there’s a strong electro-magnetic field from the transformers.

We’ve had overnight rain the last two nights – really heavy rain on Thursday night and a lighter shower last night. The weather is cooler with highs expected in the low 90s today and down in the low 80s starting tomorrow. Donna is enjoying her trip to New England and will return late Tuesday night.

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And Then There Was Stroganoff

I haven’t posted in over a week. That’s mainly because I haven’t had anything exciting to write about. We’ve been slowly getting settled in to our place here at Viewpoint Golf and RV Resort, mainly staying indoors. It’s still hot here in Mesa, Arizona.

Ozark the cat has definitely settled in. She doesn’t like travel days, although she’s perfectly happy in the coach when we’re stationary – especially when we stay put for a week or more. Back-to-back travel days aren’t her thing – they really aren’t our thing either. Ozark can roam from room to room here and she has a few favorite spots.

Ozark the cat hanging out

I think Ozark would be happy if we just stayed here permanently. Donna and I are content, but we know we’ll get the hitch itch sooner or later.

I’m happy to have our Traeger wood pellet fired smoker/grill available again. When we hit the road last spring, I had to leave it behind. Without our cargo trailer, I just didn’t have room for it. Last week, I bought a two-pack of USDA Prime tri-tip roasts at Costco. They were a little over two pounds each. I think when you take it out of the package, it’s correct to refer to them as roasts. Once you grill them and cut it into portions, it’s more appropriate to call them steaks. I wrote a post about tri-tips here.

I prepared one on Tuesday with my usual tri-tip seasoning – salt, pepper and garlic powder in a dry rub. I set the Traeger at 220 degrees and let it cook for about 90 minutes. Before I took them out of the Traeger, I preheated our gas grill to 450 degrees. I transferred the tri-tip to the grill and seared each side for three minutes. They were cooked to a perfect medium rare with an internal temperature of 130-135 degrees.

Tri-tip hot off of the grill

Donna served it with steamed green beans and sweet potato tots.

Tri-tip dinner plate

The USDA Prime tri-tips were $12.99/lb at Costco. A pack of two tri-tips ran just over $50, but we’ll get several meals out them. The first tri-tip was an excellent dinner on Tuesday, we had at least half of it left over.

On Saturday, Donna prepared beef stroganoff with the remainder of the tri-tip. She used noodles from Sprouts that were billed as “home made egg noodles.” The stroganoff was delicious and once again we had leftovers for another lunch meal.

Beef stroganoff and broccoli

I have a number of projects that need to be attended to, but I’ve been procrastinating due to the heat. We’ve had only two days that weren’t triple digit heat since my last post. I got a start on the End-Fed Half-Wave (EFHW) antenna for my ham shack. The EFHW will allow me to seamlessly tune the 10-meter, 20-meter and 40-meter bands by going through my MFJ auto-tuner with my Yaesu FT-991A radio. I hope to get the antenna finished by the next weekend.

My guitar body, neck and hardware are scheduled to arrive via FedEx tomorrow. That will be my priority in the next week or so. I already received a full compliment of special tools from Stew-Mac to finish the frets and set everything up. I also decided to sell my Egnater guitar amplifier and cabinet and build another amp. I’ll write about that later, once I get it underway.

Tomorrow morning, we’ll be up at dark-thirty. I will drive Donna to Phoenix Sky Harbor airport for her 6am flight. She’s going back to Vermont to visit her parents. They have plans to travel to Ogunquit, Maine to spend a couple of nights on the coast. I’ll be a bachelor for a week – I’ll have plenty to do with the guitar project and ham stuff. I also need to get out to the storage facility and see about making a permanent fix for the left front body panel on the coach. I need to figure a way to get it back into proper shape so I can rivet the front section to the frame.

Donna has been getting out early in the morning to play pickleball or tennis before it gets too hot out. I’m not up for pickleball at 6:30am, so I’ll wait for cooler temps to get back on the courts.

After a couple more hot afternoons, the forecast calls for temperatures in the mid-90s for the rest of the month. That’ll be a relief.

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Going Home

The last week was a transition time for us. On Tuesday, we pulled out of Paradise RV Park in Panguitch, Utah as planned. The day before, I made a trip to Ace Hardware in town and bought some JB Weld adhesive. I bonded the panel surrounding the left front tire to the mounting points. Although I’d managed to make a temporary repair to the front mounting point by installing small screws where the rivets failed, the rear of the panel was loose and it moved back and forth due to aerodynamic forces. We had over 400 miles to go and I didn’t think my temporary repair would hold up unless I secured the rear of the panel.

We were out of the park by 10:30am and had a long day ahead of us. Our plan was to travel about 220 miles to Cameron, Arizona where there’s a newish RV park across the highway from the Cameron Trading Post. Our route had us on US89 south all the way. This is a scenic drive as US89 cuts east south of Bryce Canyon and Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument.

Diesel fuel in Utah was over $4.00/gallon, so I held off until we crossed into Arizona at Page. I filled our tank there at $3.33/gallon. A year ago, I wouldn’t be too happy with that price, but in the current situation, I thought we did okay.

We found the RV park in Cameron, but it wasn’t what we expected. The website showed a nice looking park, but in reality, it’s a poorly laid out dirt lot. To check in, you have to go to the motel at the trading post and pay, then cross the highway and pick a site. It seemed like there was plenty of space but due to the poor layout it wasn’t easy to get a big rig into a site. And we had to unhook the truck because the pullthroughs were not long enough. And we only had 30amp at the pedestal so we could run only one AC unit.

Once we were settled in, Donna phoned the Elk’s Lodge in Payson – that was our next planned stop. They have 12 sites with 30amp hookup and we hoped to snag one so we could run our air conditioner because the forecast for Payson was 95 degrees. The lodge doesn’t take reservations and unfortunately they told us all of the sites were occupied. We had a back-up plan to go to the casino in Payson and just run the generator for air conditioning. After talking it over, we decided we would make the 240-mile run all the way to our park model home at Viewpoint in Mesa, Arizona.

I know you’re thinking 240 miles doesn’t seem that far. The route I chose had us on US89 south to Flagstaff, then we hit I-17 south to Camp Verde. US89 has a tough climb up to 7000 feet above sea level in Flagstaff. At Camp Verde, we exited onto AZ260 which turned out to be a tougher drive than I expected. The last time I drove this highway was more than 10 years ago and I was riding a motorcycle. I didn’t recall how steep some of the grades are and also how narrow some sections of the road are. It was hot and I had to keep a close watch on our engine coolant temperature – this meant slowing down and gearing down on the steep climbs. From Payson, we took AZ87 (Beeline Highway) to the Bush Highway exit, went over Usery Pass and were back in Mesa.

The alternative would have been to take I-17 all the way to Phoenix, then follow Loop 101 to Loop 202 to Mesa. I didn’t want to take that route as traffic would be heavy and people drive like maniacs through Phoenix.

We parked the coach in front of our home at 12:20pm – we’d gained an hour when we crossed into Arizona. Our caretaker had the air conditioner on in our house – he said he would turn it on two days before we arrived. We came in a day ahead of schedule, but the house was cool although we had triple digit temperature outside. By the way, the JB Weld repair held up fine – I had no issues with the panel on the coach.

We went right to work unloading the coach and moving back into the house. I took some time to get the swamp cooler running in our Arizona room – a 400-square foot room addition to our park model home. The coach was hot sitting in full sun in front of our place and we worked all afternoon. Donna did most of the moving while I got things like electrical breakers and the water heater going. Our goal was to empty the coach first, then we could take our time sorting things and putting stuff away. One plus was that it didn’t take long to defrost the refrigerator thanks to the heat!

On Thursday morning, we took the last of our stuff out of the coach. I drove the coach to the Apache Sands Service Center about a mile away from here where I filled the propane tank, dumped the holding tanks and filled up the fuel tank with 31 gallons of diesel fuel at $3.00/gallon. I wanted the fuel tank full while it’s in storage to minimize air space in the fuel tank which, in turn, minimizes condensation of moisture in the tank. The coach is in a covered storage lot at 202 RV Valet with a 20-amp electrical hook-up to keep the batteries charged.

We were both ready to get off of the road and settle back in at Viewpoint. Coming back this early risked high temperatures and we’ll have them. The forecast calls for triple digit heat for the next week before things begin to cool. Triple digit heat in the afternoon lingers after nightfall – overnight lows are in the 80s.

98 degrees at 10:20 pm last night

The fairways and greens on the golf course are brown at this time of year. Some grasses go dormant in the heat of summer in Arizona, just like some grasses go dormant in the winter up north.

The previous owner of our place had internet through a local provider called Jabba. The high-speed internet wireless receiver antenna was still on the carport and he left the router. Yesterday, I set up an account with Jabba and hooked up the router. We now have truly unlimited data usage with a speed of 15Mbps for $44.95/month. I also suspended my Dish service while the motorhome is in storage – we have free cable TV here at Viewpoint.

Donna restocked our refrigerator and pantry yesterday and last night, she manned the large gas grill we have at the house and grilled a coho (silver) salmon filet and bok choy. She made a soy sauce, worcestershire and honey based marinade for the fish. It was outstanding.

Grilled salmon and bok choy

Donna and I love our time on the road, but we’re both happy to be back in Mesa and settling in to our home. We only spent about six weeks here after we bought the place last spring. We’ll probably stay here until May.

Today marks the 20th anniversary of the tragic events of 9/11. We should take a few moments to remember the innocent victims and never forget the horrors of terrorism.

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Hoodoo and Pink Ledges Trail

The rain in the forecast I mentioned in my last post came, but it came much later than originally predicted. It was cloudy all day Tuesday but the rain held off until sundown. It rained off and on during the night and continued to rain Wednesday with a few breaks. Thursday we had showers but the sun broke through occasionally. The nice thing about the rain, it cleared the air of whatever pollen was getting to me.

Thursday afternoon during a period of sunshine, we drove to the store. On the way into town, Donna suggested making the 18-mile drive up to Panguitch Lake to have a look around. It turned out to be not such a good day for it. As we climbed to the lake west of town, we drove right back into rain. We didn’t even get out of the truck – we just drove by the lake and took a look. There isn’t much up there and it was too dreary to snap a photo.

Friday morning we had clear skies and the sun was shining. We had a late breakfast, then drove up to Red Canyon in the Dixie National Forest. Red Canyon has a visitor center with a large parking lot providing access to many hiking trails – it’s the gateway to Bryce Canyon National Park with a 17-mile paved biking trail to the park.

After a stop in the visitor center for information and maps, we decided to hike from there. We followed a trail from the visitor center parallel to the highway and started up the Hoodoo Trail. Geologically speaking, a hoodoo is a column of rock, usually softer rock like limestone topped by a harder layer – typically basalt. Hoodoos differ from spires due to their shape – they are irregular, forming a totem pole-like shape or are topped with an area with a larger diameter often looking like a rock balanced on top of a spire. A spire is a column of rock that tapers from a larger diameter base to a thin tip.

Hoodoo Trail is aptly named as it offers views of two distintive hoodoos.

Red Canyon hoodoos

Like arches, hoodoos form from erosion over millions of years.

The Hoodoo Trail fishooks as it climbs and has nine posts, each one numbered with a guide pamphlet giving information about vegetation and geology of the area around the posts. After the ninth post, we reached the junction with the Pink Ledges Trail. This trail climbs and had four more numbered posts (10 through 13) described in the guide. A few of the posts also have benches where you can take a break and look at the scenery.

Rock layers are evident in the distant cliff

In the photo above, the high cliff in the background clearly shows the sedimentary layers of rock – softer limestone and sandstone topped with darker basalt.

High up the trail, the view seems endless.
Trees on top of rock formation

It was amazing to see trees rooted in the rock formations.

Various colors in the rock cliffs

The orange and yellows in picture above are from clay and iron mixed in the limestone. It’s hard to see in the photo, but the darker areas appeared to be a type of lichen adhering to the rock.

Another view from high up the trail of the hoodoos in the first photo of this post
Another hoodoo formation
The trail switches back around this hoodoo

The Pink Ledges Trail eventually brought us back to the far end of the visitor center parking lot. The trail wasn’t too strenuous, although it did have significant elevation changes and few steep areas with loose stones. Wear sturdy shoes and tread carefully!

Late in the afternoon on Wednesday, Donna took advantage of a break in the rain to grill chicken breasts. She grilled the chicken seasoned with salt and pepper, then served it topped with a Mediterranean vinaigrette. She roasted patty pan squash (picked up from the local produce stand) with tomatoes and black olives, topped with fresh basil.

Grilled chicken with Mediteranean vinaigrette

This morning, Donna loaded her bike in the truck and returned to Red Canyon. She rode up the trail toward Bryce Canyon to the summit and beyond, gaining nearly 1,000 feet of elevation before turning back after seven-and-a-half miles to make a quick descent back to the truck.

With the rainy day Wednesday, we had a high of only 64 degrees. Thursday was warmer and Friday hit the upper 70s with a high of 78 called for today. We should see highs in the low to mid 80s in the next few days. I paid for three more nights here to get us through the Labor Day weekend. We’ll head out on Tuesday and intend to be back in Mesa, Arizona on Thursday September 9th.

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