I had a big day, yesterday. After I posted my blog and got something to eat, I went out and started cutting grass. Cut the front access area and the front yard. The JD performed perfectly. The front access half acre is easy to cut, just a few trees in one corner of it. Our front yard has many, many trees and sometimes you find yourself going in circles and going over the same places several times just to get a little patch of grass that needed cut. Got that done and then the wife says we are going to Wal*Mart for supplies. Got the dust off me and changed clothes and off we went.
Got back home and unloaded the supplies and carried them in. Went out and hosed the dust and grass clippings off the yard tractor. Then, sort of took the rest of the day off. That is, until we decided to go to bed. My wife turned on the faucet and there was no water. Just about the time she told me that, the phone rang and it was my son telling me they had no water. I told him I would meet him at the well and see what was going on.
I checked everything out and all looked like it should until I tried to shake the pressure tank. It was completely full, water logged. OK, that is an easy fix. I have been meaning to put a drain with a shut off valve on the the outlet of the pressure tank, but have never got a round to it. So, took the line off that goes to my sons house, turned off the circuit breaker to the pump, and let the pressure tank drain out. After which, I put everything back together, turned the pump on, and everything worked the way it should. I will now have to keep an eye on it. There must be a slow pressure leak somewhere in the top of the pressure tank that allowed it to fill completely with water. So far, so good. Now, you all have yourselves a great day, you hear?
Guess you got a good warning,,, fix me, fix me. OR ELSE!
ReplyDeleteWe start to take things for granted and then, all of a sudden, things happen, like there being no water when we turn on the spigot. Glad it was an easy fix, but would have been easier if it were daylight.
ReplyDeleteIt's a good thing you were home when it happened, and not gallivantin' off somewhere in your motorhome!
ReplyDeleteI showed my son how to fix it, so if it ever happens again and I am not here, he can do it. He lives down on the back of my property and uses my well.
DeleteIt's always something, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteJill, I guess that is what keeps us on our toes.
ReplyDeleteAt least you know how to fix it and did not have to call in a plumber.
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