chevytaHOE5674
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You have to look at the positives. No dangerous snakes, no spiders, no chiggers, no hogs, no hurricanes, no tornados, no oppressive heat, and affordable land prices (here at least).
It's getting a bit deep
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You have to look at the positives. No dangerous snakes, no spiders, no chiggers, no hogs, no hurricanes, no tornados, no oppressive heat, and affordable land prices (here at least).
Travlr
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And a lot of great opportunities to make something fantastic in the crock pot.
Rafter S
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Speak for yourself. I get tired of it as soon as it hits the ground.
Rafter S
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I got my pickup stuck one time. I walked out to get my father, and he brought a 60 hp tractor. He pulled me out, but then got the tractor stuck in loose sand. I tried to work it out with the FEL, but for every inch I moved it horizontally it moved another inch down, so we gave up and went and got his friend to bring his winch truck. He got the tractor out, but when he tried to get the winch truck out the front tires were pushing sand up in front of them instead of turning.
He said "Don't worry. My big articulated tractor with the two dirt buggies behind it is in the shop. When it gets out I'll bring it out here and pull the truck out."
I'm thinking "Don't worry. Right. If that gets stuck, how are we going to get it out?" Luckily he was right, but I was pretty nervous about it.
Ouachita
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My most embarrassing "got stuck" moment happened on a date. I had been in Waco Texas working for three months and had my first time off. It was cold wintertime February 1989. I didn't have a place here and she still lived with her parents. We hadn't seen each other in weeks and agreed we needed some privacy. We could have rented a motel, but she was bush broke and we agreed on a romantic night at deer camp.
With camping gear loaded, I picked her up and we headed to the primitive cabin. There is a concrete low water bridge immediately before the turn-in to the cabin where we parked. Culvert pipes were plugged and water was a couple inches deep over the top of the concrete, probably 100 feet in length. For some reason I goosed it to see how high I could splash water.
We parked the truck and unloaded our gear. She fetched water from the spring and started ramen noodles and pork-n-beans and I built a fire in the old barrel stove. Temperature was in the teens. Fun night in the warm cabin. Easy on the beans next time.
She worked at the airport diner and had to be there at 6am. I went outside to warm the truck but couldn't get the door open. Thawed it with hot coffee, started and turned the heater on then went back inside for a quickie. Now she's worried about being late. When we finally got in the toasty warm truck, I put it in gear and let out on the clutch, the engine almost died. My tires were frozen to the ground. Seems that water I splashed through dripped and ran down the tires to form a nice frozen "weld" to earth.
I put it in granny and was able to break the back tire loose with a very loud "POP", but not the front. The manual hubs couldn't be turned. I poured what little coffee I had left on the hubs. No joy, moisture must have been internal. Finally applied sufficient torque to the steering wheel to break the front tires loose and we were on the way. Those frozen chunks of earth still frozen to the tires made for the most comical ride until we got to the creek that started it all. Water was warm enough to melt the rotating speedbumps from the tires. Good times.
With camping gear loaded, I picked her up and we headed to the primitive cabin. There is a concrete low water bridge immediately before the turn-in to the cabin where we parked. Culvert pipes were plugged and water was a couple inches deep over the top of the concrete, probably 100 feet in length. For some reason I goosed it to see how high I could splash water.
We parked the truck and unloaded our gear. She fetched water from the spring and started ramen noodles and pork-n-beans and I built a fire in the old barrel stove. Temperature was in the teens. Fun night in the warm cabin. Easy on the beans next time.
She worked at the airport diner and had to be there at 6am. I went outside to warm the truck but couldn't get the door open. Thawed it with hot coffee, started and turned the heater on then went back inside for a quickie. Now she's worried about being late. When we finally got in the toasty warm truck, I put it in gear and let out on the clutch, the engine almost died. My tires were frozen to the ground. Seems that water I splashed through dripped and ran down the tires to form a nice frozen "weld" to earth.
I put it in granny and was able to break the back tire loose with a very loud "POP", but not the front. The manual hubs couldn't be turned. I poured what little coffee I had left on the hubs. No joy, moisture must have been internal. Finally applied sufficient torque to the steering wheel to break the front tires loose and we were on the way. Those frozen chunks of earth still frozen to the tires made for the most comical ride until we got to the creek that started it all. Water was warm enough to melt the rotating speedbumps from the tires. Good times.
WFfarm
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I heard some of the local guys been traveling with their sleds to the Tugg Hill region and they said it's been a freight train of snow coming off the end of Lake Ontario. We're only a couple hours west of you and only about 4-6 inches on the ground, but the bottom 2 is solid ice. They say we're actually in a moderate dry spell locally.
chevytaHOE5674
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artesianspringsfarm
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Same here. This is my nephew after I helped open up their driveway. That's a 24' flagpole
