We still have cows on feed and I needed to get farming so mom said she'd help dad roll out a few bales.
Sweet, I had the tractor fired up and ready to go by 7:30.
Notice a low tire on the toolbar so I pull it over to the pickup. Tire rolls and loses its bead, fuuck, whatever.
First pull on the air compressor and the pull cord assembly goes to hell. Great.
Take a short piece of ropes and wind it up on the 'flywheel' and she starts right up. Take a ratchet strap and run it around the tire and she takes air...sweet.
About this time dad pulls up and has that look on his face... Ahhh chit.
Good old cow is down trying to calve and something isn't right.
There goes farming.
I go back down to the cows and sure enough, backwards calf, smells bad, I can't push it back in whatsoever so I shot the cow...damn it she was a nice old cow, #804...
Of course my plastic sleeve glove ripped and I had a nice soaking of nasty juice.
See where we are going here?
Now it's about 11:30 and I get the tractor going.
First pass around the field I notice an old railroad tie about 100' out in the field. Figured some dumbass had tossed it out last fall and I'd grab it on the next pass.
Should have been paying better attention because I notice that the railroad tie is now dragging about 50' behind the toolbar. Sonuvabitch it was part of an old fence!
And of course it got caught up and wrapped around 4 of the spindles on the toolbar. We are talking a 4 wire barbwire fence here and I now have about 40' of it wrapped tighter than chit around the wheels/spindles and all over the place. Pickup is a mile away, all I had was my Leatherman.
All you can do is just start laughing. My poor Leatherman has seen better days.
I can relate. Wife has an old old wood tool box that she uses for a blanket chest. Top is a single plank about 30” wide that broke right down the middle. Had it all clamped up to glue back together tonight and couldn’t get it to line up with less than a 1/4 inch gap as it was so warped. Mixed up some epoxy, died it black and started fileting in the gap when i knocked the whole container over. Wet epoxy all over my hands which wasn’t bad until 30 minutes later I realized I’ve got a bad habit of running my fingers through my hair when I’m thinking
Chevy Chase as Clark Griswold in Christmas Vacation after he had placed the Christmas tree in the house. He couldn't get the sap off and his hands stuck to everything. Hilarious movie.
Sam, When a day starts out snakebit like that there just isn’t much you can do to change it. Here’s hoping for a better day tomorrow!
“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.” Kaywoodie
Got a cattle panel wrapped up in a brush hog one time. Started out with wire cutters, but ended up using an angle grinder with a metal cutting blade. Worked a lot better. Still a mess, but better. miles
In his book, The Power of Positive Thinking, Doctor Norman Vincent Peal said airplanes need some tuberlance to fly well. Most people need some trouble in life to function well.
Perhaps if I did not try to fly so high I'd need less!
These premises insured by a Sheltie in Training ,--- and Cooey.o "May the Good Lord take a likin' to you"
A young fellow, later in life to be know as "Crazy Horse", was hired to mow a thistle patch after the weed commissioner got after the famer. Wayne is mowing the pastor, he looks back, and this old roll of wire is getting closer to the tractor.
So Wayne is lying under the flail mower on the cut short thistles, trying cut the wire with an old dull pair of plyers.
These premises insured by a Sheltie in Training ,--- and Cooey.o "May the Good Lord take a likin' to you"
If you can use pliers to untangle and cut the wire.....you weren't really tangled up.
Was putting in a food plot with my 6' rotary tiller when I found a good sized roll of barb wire a fencing crew had dropped in the middle of the area to be planted.
It killed the tractor after it got to maximum rat nest...
All I had was a pair of lineman pliers.
About 3 hours, lots of cussin' and sweatin', bleedin', on a 100 degree day.... I was back in business.
I remember working the farm one summer and a calf was stillborn ...I guess you'd say that - lifeless on the ground.
My FIL who owned the farm picks the calf up, grabs it by the hind quarters and spins around in a circle. Does that a few times and calf shows signs of life, he throws it in the truck and takes it back to the house.
That was the damnest thing to see
When my mother was born, the doctor just set her aside as stillborn to tend to my grandmother. My grandfather picked the "dead" baby up and whacked her on the ass.
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