DrMoab
NAXJA Forum User
- Location
- The Utah Backwater
San Rafael Swell
Oct 8-11th 2009
Oct 8-11th 2009
1 hour after departure...
Springville Utah.
XJBANKER "Hey Ryan, My Jeep is shifting funny"
And so begins the adventure.

Not too long after this comment we were heading over soldier summit on US-6 amongst the fall maple leaves and cool October weather when XJBanker's jeep decided to go into full "I'm going to be a pain in your rear end" mode. As Mrs Moab and I were following him he quickly pulled off at the view area for the mudslide that covered the town of Thistle.

The Jeep was cutting out and acting like there wasn't a throttle cable at all. We sit there for a few minutes while it coughed and sputtered. At last it finally cleared out and we decided to keep going. So we hooked his Conqueror Compact to Nanette's Jeep and off we went. We didn't get two miles when it happened again. So we pulled off the road, messed around with it for awhile and watched several

After spending several minutes on the phone with several mechanically inclined friends and a couple of Jeep mechanics we came to the conclusion it was either the map sensor, TPS, fuel pump or possibly the CPS. Since Steve had just replaced the fuel pump less than a week before and had not thoroughly tested it out I was putting my money on the fuel pump.
Lucky for him, my dad was coming down later that evening and MattVW65 happened to have a fuel tank complete with pump just sitting around so we decided to nurse it to camp.
As we got into Castle Dale the jeep just kept running worse and worse. The symptoms were so strange. It would be running strong and then it was if you just cut the throttle cable. It would cut back to idle but wouldn't die. When you hit the gas it would just do nothing. This got us thinking that maybe in fact it wasn't the fuel pump but a TPS or Map sensor. So we pulled over in the grocery store in Castle Dale and swapped the whole throttle body with my Jeep. This didn't work either.
XJBanker on the phone with mechanics.

So, since we were less than 20 miles from camp at this time we just drove on in.
Heading towards the Swell and camp

On the last big hill his Jeep decided to die altogether. We thought we were going to have to strap him in but it gave a last gasp of energy and drove in on it's own power.
Steve decided to remove the tank while we waited for my dad to show up with the new tank. He had it out in less than ten minutes.
While he was doing this we set up camp.
Camp on the flats.

Steve throwing wood

Just after Dusk
