Allen in Missouri (Harle
07-30-2004 07:43:30
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Re: The final answer is... in reply to Allan in NE, 07-30-2004 07:00:53
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You can sure get things cooking Allan, and I like the S##T out of that. If things get a little dull, throw a yellowjacket under the covers and you'll get all kinds of action. On the original note, I bought some hay from a feller up by Ozark, Mo. last year and he wanted to pick it up out of the field. I didn't have a problem with that, so he took his White 2-105 or some such number, it doesn't matter, out there and about half way through ran over a stub of an ancient steel post and ruptured a rear tire with fluid in it. I hauled him in my partially loaded hay truck and trailer back to his house where he called the local (and only) tire shop that could remove fluid, repair the tire, and replace the fluid. A little aggravating, but things happen and so far it is just one of those things that happen on the farm, right. Well now it really gets weird. The kid shows up and I have no idea how a fifteen year old gets a drivers liscence down here, but he couldn't have been much older than that, and I know this is the best job he has ever had, because he has that Wal-Mart, McDonald's look about him, and I know right away we're in trouble. The hay man ran his tire around till the leak was at the top right away when he noticed he ran over something so he wouldn't lose all of his fluid. Well the boy puts a fitting and then a hose on the tire, starts his pump up, and commences draining the fluid. When his first thirty gallon barrel is full, yes thirty gallon, he looks at us with this far-away look in his eye and says "I don't think it's all going to fit in here." Now right away I know this youngster is destined for big things in his future. Since he left the barrel open topped in the back of his truck, we tied down what bales I had on my trailer, loaded the kid up, and went to town to get another barrel, came back and proceeded to remove the rest of the fluid. Got that done and then he tried breaking the bead loose on the 18.4-38 to get to the tube. After about an hour of this I gave up and went home and told them I would be back in the morning to get the rest of my hay. When I got there the next day, the hay man said it sook that kid and him almost six hours to finally get the tube replaced in the tire. To boil it down, It just don't matter if I spend fifty dollars a year in extra fuel, you couldn't give me fluid for rear tractor tires if it was free. Hang steel, be done with it. There, Allan and you thought YOU could vent. Good luck up there in Bohunk country, Harley
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