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May 31, 2003 at 10:30pm:
We snuck into New Brunswick under the cover of darkness with our black truck and no working rear lights (stealth mode - see photo).
We had left Dave's in Truro, Nova Scotia at around 6:30pm with all lights working. Just before crossing into New Brunswick
we lost our cruise control, our brake lights and although we did not know it at the time, we
had also lost our tail lights. Because it was still light we continued but by the time we reached
Oromocto (outside of Fredericton) it was dark and our four ways had also blown their fuse. When I crawled under the truck the
converter for the trailer lights was hot so something was up. With no rear facing lights, Carol called her cousin Ruth and
along with her husband Dwight they escorted us to Fredericton leading us past four oblivious police cars parked at the local Tim Hortons. Thanks for the rescue!
June 1, 2003:
It is great when things just fall into place and this was one of those times. Dwight (who we were visiting anyway)
had a brother (Larry) just down the road who just happened to be a Toyota technician! Larry came by in the morning, confirmed
my problem, drove me to get a new converter and then helped install it! All of which was greatly appreciated - thanks! As you
can see from the photo the converter had burnt. When checking the lights with a meter in Nova Scotia I had noticed some voltage
bleeding from the tail light circuit into the left turn signal circuit. As the lights were working I left things alone but eventually the
overloaded tail light circuit blew its fuse. In time, all the other rear end light circuits joined in the fun and blew their respective fuses (for a total of four) one after the other.




