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2021 RAM 3500 Tradesman | AEV Prospector | FWC Grandby

I selected the Luverne Grip Step 7" x 98" aluminum wheel-to-wheel running boards after a thorough search for options suited to a regular cab with long bed. Full-length boards proved scarce - most covered only the cab area - while I required frame-mounted brackets exclusively, avoiding any rocker panel attachment. I also prioritized a flat platform with expanded metal tread surface for superior traction and debris shedding in demanding environments. These Luverne steps uniquely met all criteria, making them the clear choice for my build.
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The 7-inch-wide stepping surface ensures safe, comfortable access and egress. The open expanded metal treads effectively shed dirt, snow, and debris from boots, and the powder-coated aluminum construction delivers strength, low weight, and complete rust resistance.
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As installation neared completion, I briefly considered omitting the end caps. Upon reflection, their smooth, rounded profile eliminates sharp edges and neatly conceals what would otherwise be an exposed, unfinished end - enhancing both safety and aesthetics.
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Two standout features deserve mention. First, the expanded metal tread pattern matches that of my camper entry step stand, creating uniform footing and boosting overall safety. Second, the running boards mount at precisely the same height as the top step of my stand. This eliminates the need to haul the stand when securing or releasing the front four roof latches on my Four Wheel Camper - a small but meaningful efficiency gain. In freezing conditions (teens or twenties), manipulating cold metal saps hand warmth quickly, and gloves compromise the dexterity needed for those stubborn latches - making this integration a genuine time- and comfort-saver.
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This is the front mounting bracket on the driver's side. The powder-coated brackets employ stainless steel fasteners and exhibit high-quality fabrication.
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The instructions were thorough and illustrated, but contained a notable gap: body mount bolts are to be discarded without reuse, yet no guidance addresses the substantial factory washers (~4" OD). Luverne tech support offered no explanation for their function and insisted on non-reuse per the manual. Observing the kit's bolts were 10 mm longer each, I applied basic load-distribution logic: the washers must remain to spread force evenly over the rubber body bushings. This critical detail appears to have been omitted during the transition from design to documentation.
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Here is the rear cab bracket on the driver's side. On a crew cab, an additional body mount and bracket would appear between front and rear; for my standard cab, only two per side are required. Vertical adjustment capability here is a smart, practical touch.
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Close inspection of the load reaction studs reveals how they preload the brackets against the frame, channeling step loads directly into the chassis rails. This is a solidly engineered approach with broad adjustment capability that impressed me.
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The rearmost bracket attaches to the side of the front eye bracket for the rear leaf spring on my one-ton truck. It uses a 30 mm head bolt torqued to 350 ft-lbs (my son handled the final torque). Horizontal adjustment is available if needed. In summary, the frame brackets reflect thoughtful, heavy-duty engineering with practical adjustability.
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Tonight I camp in the Croatan National Forest where it's been in the 20s the past few nights, the crisp air sharpening every rustle in the underbrush. Named for the Croatoan tribe who once called this region home, the forest guards the echoes of the enigmatic Lost Colony - those 115 English souls who disappeared from Roanoke Island in the late 1580s, leaving behind a single carved word: "CROATOAN." Many believe they blended into the local Native communities hereabouts, their fate a mystery that still draws explorers like me to these shadowy pocosins and tidal edges, searching for traces in the silence.
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As I continue my slow trek south, I paused in New Bern, North Carolina, to visit an old friend and explore the area. Founded in 1710 by Swiss settlers, it's the "daughter city" of Bern, Switzerland. The downtown exudes rich colonial history the moment you step onto its streets - quaint restaurants, cafes, art galleries, and antique shops abound. We toured the magnificent Tryon Palace, its surrounding museums, impressive architecture, and stunning gardens. Full-time travel keeps delivering these surprises: places you've never heard of that make you think, "Why didn't I come here years ago?"
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We devoted a full day to Tryon Palace and its grounds. The highlight was a one-hour guided tour led by docents in period dress who brought the place to life. It reminded me of Colonial Williamsburg - similar feel, but on a much more manageable scale (Williamsburg needs 3–5 days). In the upper-left photo, you'll see the handsome horse stalls; I have a weakness for fine old wood, brick, and craftsmanship. The other three shots show interior details, where our guide did an excellent job explaining daily life for the household and servants.
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Built 1767–1770, Tryon Palace stood as North Carolina's first fixed colonial capital and home to Royal Governor William Tryon - under the reign of George III, a king whose House of Hanover was unequivocally German in origin. The dynasty originated in Hanover, Germany, and ascended the British throne in 1714 with George I, a German elector chosen over closer Catholic heirs. This German royal line governed Britain (and its colonies) for nearly two centuries, with George III himself holding dual roles as British sovereign and ruler of the German Electorate of Hanover. Tryon departed for New York in 1771; Josiah Martin followed until his 1775 escape at revolution's outbreak. Patriots then used the Palace as the new state's capitol, hosting foundational General Assembly meetings. The monarchy's deep German ancestry persisted; only in 1917 did King George V rename the house from Saxe-Coburg and Gotha (another German branch) to Windsor to quell wartime anti-German sentiment.
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When Governor Martin fled in 1775, he left behind most of his fine furniture. The revolutionaries auctioned it off, using proceeds to fund the war effort. Many pieces ended up with local families. Today, a few originals from Martin's household - along with items tied to first state governor Richard Caswell - have been returned or replicated in their proper places. On tour, you can spot them if you know what to look for; it's a tangible link to that chaotic transition.
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Tryon Palace holds a strong collection of 18th- and 19th-century furniture - mostly English, with American examples from New England, Mid-Atlantic, and select North Carolina pieces (heavy on New Bern/Craven County). The American items relate mainly to Josiah Martin's time (1771–1775). A former New York-based officer who married his first-cousin, he included pieces like a Chippendale mahogany desk, pierced-back chair, and large eight-legged dining table - possibly auctioned in 1777 and acquired by Caswell.
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The grand staircase was a showpiece - crafted from costly West Indian mahogany that ran 600 pounds (24–30 times an average North Carolinian's annual wage). It highlights the stark class divide: this ornate "canal lever" design (a sophisticated engineering feature) welcomed guests and displayed power, while servants used hidden, steep "lesser stairs." The design literally separated worlds; the social engineering is as evident as the joinery.
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This view from a second-floor window shows the well-kept neighborhood - fresh paint, tidy yards, classic homes in fine shape. It was cold and rainy, but we made the most of it and enjoyed ourselves. My bird-savvy friend noticed external bird-themed architecture, which launched us into a lengthy talk about homing pigeons, doves, herons, falconry, and related topics. Always good to have company with specialized knowledge.
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The Kitchen Office (first floor: kitchen, scullery, wash house, secretary workspace; second: servants' chambers and laundry) was cutting-edge for 1770 - modern conveniences of the day. It still feels primitive now, but the sights, sounds, and smells of 18th-century cooking are vivid. Daily period dishes use garden produce. The clock jack and weight stood out - similarities to the micro-mechanical timepieces I collect from Switzerland and Germany. Solid engineering for its era.
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The North Carolina History Center offers rotating exhibits, interactive displays, waterfront dining, and shopping - aimed at freshening the historic experience. It covers coastal formation to regional shaping. In my view, though, it's a misallocation of funds. After days of classic craftsmanship and quiet elegance, I found it disappointing: stark modern exterior, disjointed interior design, and heavy emphasis on environmental warnings and certain groups' contributions - while downplaying others. The bright colors and constant music felt overwhelming. I shared my thoughts politely on the way out - gentlemanly disagreement is still possible.
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Let's close with Tryon’s Latham Garden; a classic formal English-style parterre - flowers, clipped hedges, pathways - evoking 18th-century Britain. Overall, 16+ acres in colonial revival design (1950s, Morley Jeffers Williams) include patterned formal gardens, heirloom blends, a kitchen garden with heritage herbs/vegetables, pollinator-friendly natural areas, and three period houses with distinct themes: camellia-focused lawn, white-themed Georgian, and Southern-style Victorian. A peaceful, well-executed landscape.
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This photograph shows the truck after the shop removed it from the lift. They had disassembled part of the rear driveshaft, making the vehicle undriveable, and were uncertain how to complete the u-joint replacement.
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A few weeks ago, while departing Virginia, I detected a low rumble in the floorboard at 30–35 mph under normal acceleration - indicative of a rear u-joint starting to fail. Upon arriving in New Bern, North Carolina, to visit a former military colleague, the joint began chirping and squeaking at low speeds, confirming the need for immediate repair.
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I briefly considered handling the repair myself, but cold, windy conditions and an estimated hour of labor per joint favored a local shop. That decision proved fortunate. Ram employs a factory process called plastic-injected retention: molten thermoplastic is injected into channels around the bearing caps during assembly, hardening to secure them without snap rings or clips. This provides precise alignment and vibration damping in high-torque truck applications but renders OEM u-joints non-serviceable, intended as lifetime components.
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To summarize events thus far: I drove the truck in for a quoted u-joint replacement, with the service writer detailing the OEM plastic retention. After disassembly, they determined they lacked the capability to finish. The vehicle was moved aside to free the bay, I was deferred, and a tow to another facility was offered. During the wait, I gathered information: my son contacted a local Ram dealership service manager; a principal mechanical engineer colleague at NASA LaRC (a muscle car builder) provided input; and I consulted the service manager at a large Ram HD dealership in the Raleigh-Durham-Chapel Hill region.
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With the additional details confirmed, I returned to the service writer and outlined the facts calmly: the vehicle was driven in for an agreed repair, partially disassembled (now undriveable), and then completion declined. To the manager, I presented two professional options: finish the work here at the quoted price, or arrange it at another shop for the same amount. The discussion remained courteous as we resolved the matter.
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In the end, they sourced and installed a non-OEM u-joint. Though not my first preference, the repair was satisfactory, and I departed under my own power, aware the remaining joint may require attention in the future.
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Recommended locally, appears competent in general. The difficulty originated from an early process gap. The local Ram dealership noted that OEM u-joint part numbers are obscured in their system behind a filter requiring manual override - possibly signaling specialized ordering, training, or tooling needs that were not fully relayed to the service writer.
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The quotes in order: initial for three OEM u-joints and three hours labor at $795.26 (I later pointed out it is a single rear driveshaft with two joints and two hours); revised to two OEM u-joints and two hours at $539.07; final invoice for one non-OEM u-joint and 1.2 hours at $242.82.
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The shop personnel are capable, but an initial oversight escalated into a larger delay. The key lesson is to confirm details early - ensure mutual understanding of the procedure, including any unique methods, tools, or materials. I should have questioned the plastic retention specifics more thoroughly rather than assuming expertise from the quote alone. In the end, all parties gained insight, and I'm now traveling with the lower rear u-joint replaced; the technician noted the upper remains in good condition. Future service may involve refreshing both, or - with this experience - I may handle it myself.
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South East Backcountry Discovery Route

Part One of Three

Today, I continue my journey southward along the Southeast Backcountry Discovery Route, a trail spanning roughly 1,300 miles through the diverse landscapes of the Southeast. For me, it begins in Damascus, Virginia - "Trail Town USA" - where it links to the Mid-Atlantic BDR, then winds through the Appalachians of North Carolina, Tennessee, North Georgia, Alabama, and across the Florida Panhandle, ending on the shores of the Gulf of Mexico. This SEBDR marks the end of my East Coast Trilogy - interconnected routes from Gulf to Canada - and I share it to inspire you: shed the chains of safety and truly live.
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As I crossed into Cherokee National Forest's 660,000 acres of Southern Appalachian splendor, the route had me switching repeatedly between south- and north-facing slopes. Remember, weather and timing can make opposites similar or starkly different. In my case, south sides were often frozen dirt and gravel, reliable under tire, but north faces brought packed snow, slick ice, and minimal hold - a reminder that nature's whims demand respect.
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It was heartening to see signs of recent passage, from rangers or locals attuned to local conditions. Days earlier, milder weather might have melted snow slightly before a hard freeze locked it in. Despite shifting from icy miles to firm dirt and gravel, I held off on my PEWAG chains. Lowering tires to 25 PSI, I navigated carefully - part of the deliberate daring that defines adventure.
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Maintaining 15-20 mph through spots made good time toward my 100-mile daily target, wrapping the route in two weeks to match Florida schedules. Still, the hassle of chaining multiple times daily could extend it, leading me to ponder if winter was ideal. Over to the west, the 7,580-acre South Holston Lake, a TVA creation, shines as a premier smallmouth bass spot and fly-fishing paradise, a testament to the wild's rewards.
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Descending from the heights into historic Elizabethton, Tennessee, felt refreshing, but reality hit: Section 10 spanned 148 miles, and I'd covered only 60, lagging my 100-mile pace. Founded in 1799 and incorporated in 1905, Elizabethton is Tennessee's first town, dubbed "The City Where Independence Began" - the initial independent government west of the Appalachians. At the Doe and Watauga rivers' meeting, it features the 1882 Covered Bridge, Sycamore Shoals State Historic Park, and the Overmountain Men who marched from there to the Battle of Kings Mountain.
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From Elizabethton, a short southern jaunt turned southwest across the Tennessee line into North Carolina, entering Pisgah National Forest's 500,000+ acres of lofty peaks, waterfalls, and forested hills, dominated by hardwoods, rivers, and extensive trails. This forest sparked the eastern national system with its inaugural land buy, housed the nation's first forestry school (preserved as Cradle of Forestry), and claims two pioneering eastern wildernesses - sanctuaries calling me to explore and share the wild.
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A caution for solo mountain ventures in foul weather, where traction can vanish, stranding you in danger: best to team with one or two equipped rigs, check ranger stations for updates, stick to daylight, and test grip often. Simple checks - like braking sharply in safe spots or accelerating in two-wheel drive - reveal surface hold, and since it shifts quickly, test frequently. If unsure, edge the ditch side (right here) to slide safely, not over cliffs - engineer prudence into your pursuits.
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In late September 2024, Hurricane Helene's remnants unleashed devastating floods on eastern Tennessee and western North Carolina, pouring 20-30+ inches of rain in days over the Appalachians. This sparked flash floods, landslides, and river rampages that crushed infrastructure, damaging over 670 bridges in North Carolina and many in Tennessee, with waters washing away spans, eroding bases, and scouring paths. Once-calm rivers became monsters exceeding design thresholds, a humbling lesson in nature's might.
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This catastrophe highlighted water's overwhelming force against human builds: concrete bridges, designed for loads and standard floods, succumbed to hydraulic might, debris impacts, and undercutting from extreme surges. Many areas surpassed 500- or 1,000-year flood marks, showing infrastructure's limits versus a stalled storm's deluge. Billions in repairs continue into 2026, a reminder that nature can shatter the permanent.
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Winter solitude in these ancient forests is a lover’s embrace and a blade at the throat at once - this is an act of deliberate vulnerability: cell service fades, snow buries the road, and beauty arrives in stark, indifferent doses - ice-rimed ridges, frozen silence, vast white emptiness. Yet peril is never far; a fraction of lost traction on a descent and the slide begins - unhurried, merciless - toward wreckage or worse, leaving you injured or not, but always alone. Such risks are not recklessness; they are sacraments of aliveness. As St. Thomas Aquinas taught, true virtue often lies in measured daring; as St. Augustine of Hippo confessed, the heart knows no rest until it risks itself for something greater than safety. We must fear not dying, but dying having never lived.
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