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路After years of searching on and off, I finally found a set of hands for my 1967 Explorer, which I damaged in 1989 by swimming with it. 馃槵 I will always remember discovering the condensation behind the crystal - I was mortified. I managed to get it fixed, but with the only available shorter service hands. 馃憥
Here鈥檚 its story.
Despite the wrong hand length (which bugged the OCD part of me), this watch has always been treasured. I don鈥檛 think there鈥檚 a watch I鈥檝e worn for more total hours in my life than this 1016. During the decade I rode motorcycles (200,000 miles total!), I mostly wore this watch. In each of these old photos, I鈥檓 wearing it.
Purchase: In 1987, I was working in downtown San Francisco and went for walks on my lunch hours. Up on Sutter Street, there was a second hand watch store that I occasionally bought watches from. It wasn鈥檛 a big, flashy store front, but it was playing to the growing interest in older wristwatches. The high end stuff was a couple of thousand, but he had lots of stuff for less. (High end then were Rolex bubblebacks and precious metal 30鈥檚 and 40鈥檚 from the best manufacturers.)
When I walked in one day and saw this watch, I saw a tool watch, not something collectible or particularly valuable. In those days, Explorers were considered the ugly step child of the Rolex family and were cheaper than comparable Rolex references. I don鈥檛 know whether I鈥檇 ever seen one before, but I fell in love immediately. It was about $425, including the jubilee bracelet. I remember talking with the store owner and another customer, as I was paying for it, and we all wondered why nobody seemed to want these attractive, used Explorers anymore.
Five years later, I knew things had changed when a watch dealer, attending a National vintage fountain pen show I was at, came up to me and offered me $4,000 cash, on the spot, to take it off my wrist. He didn鈥檛 have a chance.
The Swim and aftermath: This watch was my everyday watch for years. In the early days, the tritium still worked and I even wore it to bed. One hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1989, we (wife and our two toddlers) trekked to the local pool. Rather than leave it unattended with our things, I wore it. What an idiot. The watch had been opened in my presence when I bought it but I never had it serviced; I just assumed it would be water tight with the screw down crown.
Seeing the moisture under the crystal, I panicked. It was Sunday evening. I worried that leaving the liquid inside (until I could get to a watchmaker) risked permanently destroying the movement. Knowing no better method, I managed to loosen the caseback a little and opened the crown. Then, I put the watch in our kitchen oven at 225 degrees. 馃槜 For just long enough. 馃槖
Well, this did evaporate the water inside the movement, but it also damaged the tritium on the hands, mostly vaporizing it. I knew I鈥檇 probably caused other unintended consequences.
On Monday, I brought it to a Rolex certified guy in mid Manhattan, where I was then working. Three weeks later, it was ready.
It turned out that other than the hands, the watch was no worse for my stupidity and abuse. 馃榿 But the only available service hands were 1mm shorter and didn鈥檛 reach the minute track they way the old ones did. That was hard to live with. 馃檨 Although, I obviously managed. 馃
(Ten years later, through a local jeweler, I sent this 1016 into Rolex for a complete service, hoping correct hands might be fitted. But no! Instead, I got a call from the Rolex service center that they wanted to replace the dial with one of those ugly later Explorer dials with white gold surrounds on the numerals. 馃槻 I was told that they wouldn鈥檛 do any work on the watch unless they replaced the dial. I had an argument with the woman on the phone - didn鈥檛 Rolex care about the integrity of their vintage pieces? 馃 Honestly, I was shocked at how indifferent she was to the issue. I refused the service and had the watch returned to me. I took it to my local watchmaker instead.)
In the last few years, I started looking again to source a correct set of hands, with no luck. Honestly, I鈥檝e seen more instances of correct alpha hands for a 2998 Speedmaster come up than correct length 1016 hands. I guess Rolex stopped making them a long long time ago and the hand length was unique to these watches.
Yay eBay. Last month, a fantasy came true. I鈥檇 given up hope but still maintained a search on eBay just in case. One morning, I spotted this posting and my heart skipped a beat. The hands were in Switzerland and looked a good tritium match for my dial; the seller was clearly knowledgeable about 1016 hands as he owned one himself. I bought it now.
The hands arrived safe and sound in this huge box. Off to my watchmaker they went, with my 1016. This is what came back.
Man, I was bummed. Only half a loaf!
(The second hand is the wrong length, 1mm too short.)
I was afraid that the seller wasn鈥檛 going to follow through properly or believe that this had happened. I needn鈥檛 have worried, because he was very cool about it. He found a correct length second hand and sent it off to me; I sent the wrong hand back.
So, here we are. I can鈥檛 believe I finally got this squared away!
It鈥檚 a silly millimeter, but sometimes only one millimeter makes all the difference. I鈥檓 very pleased. 馃槑
Dreams can come true.
Here鈥檚 its story.
Despite the wrong hand length (which bugged the OCD part of me), this watch has always been treasured. I don鈥檛 think there鈥檚 a watch I鈥檝e worn for more total hours in my life than this 1016. During the decade I rode motorcycles (200,000 miles total!), I mostly wore this watch. In each of these old photos, I鈥檓 wearing it.
Purchase: In 1987, I was working in downtown San Francisco and went for walks on my lunch hours. Up on Sutter Street, there was a second hand watch store that I occasionally bought watches from. It wasn鈥檛 a big, flashy store front, but it was playing to the growing interest in older wristwatches. The high end stuff was a couple of thousand, but he had lots of stuff for less. (High end then were Rolex bubblebacks and precious metal 30鈥檚 and 40鈥檚 from the best manufacturers.)
When I walked in one day and saw this watch, I saw a tool watch, not something collectible or particularly valuable. In those days, Explorers were considered the ugly step child of the Rolex family and were cheaper than comparable Rolex references. I don鈥檛 know whether I鈥檇 ever seen one before, but I fell in love immediately. It was about $425, including the jubilee bracelet. I remember talking with the store owner and another customer, as I was paying for it, and we all wondered why nobody seemed to want these attractive, used Explorers anymore.
Five years later, I knew things had changed when a watch dealer, attending a National vintage fountain pen show I was at, came up to me and offered me $4,000 cash, on the spot, to take it off my wrist. He didn鈥檛 have a chance.
The Swim and aftermath: This watch was my everyday watch for years. In the early days, the tritium still worked and I even wore it to bed. One hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1989, we (wife and our two toddlers) trekked to the local pool. Rather than leave it unattended with our things, I wore it. What an idiot. The watch had been opened in my presence when I bought it but I never had it serviced; I just assumed it would be water tight with the screw down crown.
Seeing the moisture under the crystal, I panicked. It was Sunday evening. I worried that leaving the liquid inside (until I could get to a watchmaker) risked permanently destroying the movement. Knowing no better method, I managed to loosen the caseback a little and opened the crown. Then, I put the watch in our kitchen oven at 225 degrees. 馃槜 For just long enough. 馃槖
Well, this did evaporate the water inside the movement, but it also damaged the tritium on the hands, mostly vaporizing it. I knew I鈥檇 probably caused other unintended consequences.
On Monday, I brought it to a Rolex certified guy in mid Manhattan, where I was then working. Three weeks later, it was ready. It turned out that other than the hands, the watch was no worse for my stupidity and abuse. 馃榿 But the only available service hands were 1mm shorter and didn鈥檛 reach the minute track they way the old ones did. That was hard to live with. 馃檨 Although, I obviously managed. 馃
(Ten years later, through a local jeweler, I sent this 1016 into Rolex for a complete service, hoping correct hands might be fitted. But no! Instead, I got a call from the Rolex service center that they wanted to replace the dial with one of those ugly later Explorer dials with white gold surrounds on the numerals. 馃槻 I was told that they wouldn鈥檛 do any work on the watch unless they replaced the dial. I had an argument with the woman on the phone - didn鈥檛 Rolex care about the integrity of their vintage pieces? 馃 Honestly, I was shocked at how indifferent she was to the issue. I refused the service and had the watch returned to me. I took it to my local watchmaker instead.)
In the last few years, I started looking again to source a correct set of hands, with no luck. Honestly, I鈥檝e seen more instances of correct alpha hands for a 2998 Speedmaster come up than correct length 1016 hands. I guess Rolex stopped making them a long long time ago and the hand length was unique to these watches.
Yay eBay. Last month, a fantasy came true. I鈥檇 given up hope but still maintained a search on eBay just in case. One morning, I spotted this posting and my heart skipped a beat. The hands were in Switzerland and looked a good tritium match for my dial; the seller was clearly knowledgeable about 1016 hands as he owned one himself. I bought it now.
The hands arrived safe and sound in this huge box. Off to my watchmaker they went, with my 1016. This is what came back.
Man, I was bummed. Only half a loaf!
(The second hand is the wrong length, 1mm too short.)
I was afraid that the seller wasn鈥檛 going to follow through properly or believe that this had happened. I needn鈥檛 have worried, because he was very cool about it. He found a correct length second hand and sent it off to me; I sent the wrong hand back.
So, here we are. I can鈥檛 believe I finally got this squared away!

It鈥檚 a silly millimeter, but sometimes only one millimeter makes all the difference. I鈥檓 very pleased. 馃槑
Dreams can come true.


































