That was sure fun. We had another plow day Friday and I plowed with the wife's Super 55. There were two of us left plowing off the last dead furrow and were all done for all intent and purposes. I pulled out and waited for Tom to come out so I could go back and plow one little wide spot. I started easing up on the clutch pedal and turning it and something snapped. I didn't have any steering. I know right quick what had happened. My son had grafted the shaft in the steering box to the spiral off one with power steering and his weld broke.
I steered it with my feet and got it back up to the show grounds. The big thing was loading it on the trailer. It needed to be backed on so I could get the 500 on the trailer with it. Confidence I told myself, just act like you do this every day. I made it on the second attempt.
He should have cut the end of those shafts so he had a Z splice, but he just butted the ends together. I couldn't put a Z in it now or it would have been too short. I cut a groove about three quarters of an inch in to each end and put a piece of flat stock it them like a key. I got it back together this morning. I'm just glad it didn't break while the wife was making a corner on a tractor drive or something. That might not have ended so well.
I steered it with my feet and got it back up to the show grounds. The big thing was loading it on the trailer. It needed to be backed on so I could get the 500 on the trailer with it. Confidence I told myself, just act like you do this every day. I made it on the second attempt.
He should have cut the end of those shafts so he had a Z splice, but he just butted the ends together. I couldn't put a Z in it now or it would have been too short. I cut a groove about three quarters of an inch in to each end and put a piece of flat stock it them like a key. I got it back together this morning. I'm just glad it didn't break while the wife was making a corner on a tractor drive or something. That might not have ended so well.