buickanddeere
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Any horror stories from those who asked their wife, girlfriend,Mother, sister etc. To hop on the tow tractor or truck and just give the stuck machine a little pull?
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Paul from MI
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Only one story, and it had a happy ending. Suffice it to say that I trust my wife, who is not farm raised, to pull me out of any situation without breaking anything. 'Nuff said!!
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We had a big windstorm on May 8. Blew down lots of big trees on every fenceline on the farm. My son came over to help me clear the mess, and brought his Kabota, a nice little four wheel drive tractor, about 30 HP. He had to work the next day, and left the tractor for me to use.
To shorten a long story, I slid his tractor off in a little ditch on one of our steep hillsides. The tires are not turf tires, but they're not ag tires either. Kinda have a tread like a backhoe, and not too good for biting in the slick stuff.
My wife agreed to steer the Kabota while I pulled it with a heavily weighted 630 JD. I got her out of the ditch where it should have pulled pretty easy, but old John was still pulling hard. Looked back and she had her foot on the reverse pedal - all four wheels were spinning backwards.
I didn't say a word. I'm sure I'll need her help again someday, and there's no sense stirring the pot.
Paul
To shorten a long story, I slid his tractor off in a little ditch on one of our steep hillsides. The tires are not turf tires, but they're not ag tires either. Kinda have a tread like a backhoe, and not too good for biting in the slick stuff.
My wife agreed to steer the Kabota while I pulled it with a heavily weighted 630 JD. I got her out of the ditch where it should have pulled pretty easy, but old John was still pulling hard. Looked back and she had her foot on the reverse pedal - all four wheels were spinning backwards.
I didn't say a word. I'm sure I'll need her help again someday, and there's no sense stirring the pot.
Paul
Anonymous-0
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wow!!! this happened about 10 years ago ,baling hay loading the wagon behind the baler,no kicker ,stacking by hand,came to the big hill, had to go down the big hill,told the wife do not touch the brakes,well guess what happened ,had the 4020 and the 336 and wagon all piled up at the bottom of the hill,no injuries, but the last time she ever helped me bale hay,will still not drive a tractor,100% my fault,I should have drove it down the hill,she was a city girl, and I still am married to her.wow
Asked my wife to give me a pull one time to start my 1929 D JD. All went well till the D started and she heard it running and stopped with the pickup. We were pulling it backwards at the time. Long story short, the D doesn't have brakes you can get to real quick like and it ran into the back of the pickup. The seat knocked the rear window out of the topper and the hitch dented the bumper. What do you say when they do their best for you? She still is there for me when I need a hand for anything I am doing. Baked fresh homemade bread this afternoon.
Anonymous-0
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buickanddeere, you started this thread what's your horror story?
My wife and I both grew up on farms but she was not a tractor driver. But I did convince her to drive the zero turn mower, well she was mowing next to our shed and turned and the back end hit the metal siding. She stopped and got off and let it set and hasn't been on it since.
I kid her now to watch her tail swing!
I kid her now to watch her tail swing!
Anonymous-0
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well I would have but my mouth was to full of hay!
It ain't got noth'n to do with her be a woman, but my grandmother has slowed down a good bit the last few years, she is 79. She wants to help with tobacco and she can spike a good bit but can't pick up the sticks of spiked tobacco. The last few years I have been putting her in the pick up to pull wagons while they are loaded. Never really thought about it but when you are setting in a running truck and some one is holler'n at you from 30' behind the bumper "GO" and "Whoa" sound alot a like. She was easing up and I was going to hang a stick right in front of the axil, and hollered whoa, she heard go and stomped on the gas. Was lucky it just ran over my foot and the wheel scraped my shin. If I had my foot just a little farther into the wagon it would have broke my leg for sure.
From then on I tell all the help that when grandma is in the truck never yell any thing but "stop" and "go".
Like I said, could happen to any one no matter the gender but still a funny story about my grandmother.
Dave
From then on I tell all the help that when grandma is in the truck never yell any thing but "stop" and "go".
Like I said, could happen to any one no matter the gender but still a funny story about my grandmother.
Dave
RandyB(MI)
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Sounds like a divorce lawyer lookin' for some bussiness!LOL.
Anonymous-0
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Had mom pull me home with the pickup and I had a JD B. Only was a mile and a half, never knew a B would do 35 miles an hour, narrow front, cable duncan loader. Don't know if the front end shimmied that bad or if it was me shaking, with the loader bouncing and ready for the cables to jump off or break. Asked her if she thought of looking back, couldn't ask her if she heard me yelling since I had loud pipes on the pickup, she asked why, to fast?? Never asked her again.
Anonymous-0
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About a month ago I was mowing my creek banks with an old cycle bar mowing machine when I hit water and mud and the tractor sunk to the axel. As I was trying to go forward and backward and spin out the tractor got so sideways that all the gas ran to the opposite side of the tank away from the outlet and she shuts down. As I climed down as was standing there cussing, my 11 year old son rides up on his dirt bike. He says " Daddy, did I just dream this or did this exact same thing happen to you last year." I sheepishly said, "yes it did son, in the exact same spot and it shut down when it ran out of gas.". As he is sitting there giggling I told him that this year was going to be different. This year rather than me waiting for the neighbor to get home from work, you are going to pull me out. I went and got another tractor and some gas, hooked up and got ready for him to pull. I spun my tractor backwards as he eased out his clutch and he pulled that thing out even better than the neighbor could have. He even put his arms in the air like they do at the tractor pulls when they are in neutral. Some day that boy is going to be a big help to me. I am 60 now and what a joy it is to have an 11 year old.
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Well a couple years ago I got my Ford 1 ton truck stuck, has factory dump bed 1965 and less then 81,000 miles on it. No brakes because I can not find the parts. But any how I was pulling her/truck and she hit the back of the tractor and then a tree. That in turn put a hole in the radiator. I asked her why she didn't shut it off and she said I didn't think about that
Anonymous-0
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He obviously has a good memory also, think he would have made the same mistake 2 years in a row.??
buickanddeere
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Two stories, I should have learned the first time.............................
The Grand National had about 225,000 miles on it at the time. And she quit without a sputter on the 407, couldn't glide far enough for a safe landing. Stopped on the shoulder with traffic wailing past at 70mph. Being a dumb kid and cheap I chose to have the Mrs use her Jimmy 4X4 as a tow vehicle.
The chain was 50ft unit and was zip wrapped in place to prevent the hooks from falling off. The GN had a handy plate on the front frame to hook onto.
There was a lull in traffic and with 4-way flashers going on both vehicles. The wife proceeded to ease the slack INTO the chain by first backing up closer to the GN. Got a bad feeling already and started to wave and holler.
The gap in traffic came and amide more/higher pitched,unheard and horrified screams to stop. I watched wide eyed as the Jimmy's rear suspension sank & the front rose with a full power launch made by every one of the 195 horses under the hood.
In that brief and horrible 1/2 second I ducked behind the steering wheel for cover. And wondered maybe if I could get the wipers going in time for any extra protection, no matter how slight. Between myself and that chain that may come back to visit up close and personal.
The Jimmy paused for a second in mid air as most of my body was crushed back into the GN's seat. With my neck and head wrapped around the headrest giving a clear but upside down view of the back seat...........................
That 50ft chain in now 51ft long and the under frame of the GN still sports a curl shaped just like a 1/2" grab hook.
Last winter it had snowed more than expected over night. A quick dash up the lane with the blower and down the shoulder was in order. To save the mailbox from the (&%^*( snow plough driver.
The snowblower was on the 1640 instead of the narrower 435. I backed parallel with the ditch as usual past the mailbox. The snowblower was in the same place as usual but..... the rear wheels are out about foot wider.........
The decent into the ditch was slow, undignified and left the tractor almost stuck. Couldn't backup but could only inch closer and directly towards my mailbox.
Plenty of waves and horn toots from early bird co-workers on their way past. All waiting to tease myself later that day about how buried the 1640 was.
No problem, Mrs B&D in 4X4 crew cab with fresh grippy Michelin M&S tires all around. Tractor is chained to truck with that same 50/51ft chain. With the truck parked on the shoulder away from traveled portion of the road.
Mrs B&D was told in my most polite, un-intrusive pleading voice. To wait for a gap in traffic and EASE up onto the road for both traction and to angle the tractor up out of the ditch.
All was well and had made it with the tractor 1/2 way up to the road shoulder. Then Mrs B&D reaching the laneway turned off the highway and down our lane.
No amount of pleading, screaming or waving kept the truck from sledding the 1640 and blower over my brand new mailbox.........
The Grand National had about 225,000 miles on it at the time. And she quit without a sputter on the 407, couldn't glide far enough for a safe landing. Stopped on the shoulder with traffic wailing past at 70mph. Being a dumb kid and cheap I chose to have the Mrs use her Jimmy 4X4 as a tow vehicle.
The chain was 50ft unit and was zip wrapped in place to prevent the hooks from falling off. The GN had a handy plate on the front frame to hook onto.
There was a lull in traffic and with 4-way flashers going on both vehicles. The wife proceeded to ease the slack INTO the chain by first backing up closer to the GN. Got a bad feeling already and started to wave and holler.
The gap in traffic came and amide more/higher pitched,unheard and horrified screams to stop. I watched wide eyed as the Jimmy's rear suspension sank & the front rose with a full power launch made by every one of the 195 horses under the hood.
In that brief and horrible 1/2 second I ducked behind the steering wheel for cover. And wondered maybe if I could get the wipers going in time for any extra protection, no matter how slight. Between myself and that chain that may come back to visit up close and personal.
The Jimmy paused for a second in mid air as most of my body was crushed back into the GN's seat. With my neck and head wrapped around the headrest giving a clear but upside down view of the back seat...........................
That 50ft chain in now 51ft long and the under frame of the GN still sports a curl shaped just like a 1/2" grab hook.
Last winter it had snowed more than expected over night. A quick dash up the lane with the blower and down the shoulder was in order. To save the mailbox from the (&%^*( snow plough driver.
The snowblower was on the 1640 instead of the narrower 435. I backed parallel with the ditch as usual past the mailbox. The snowblower was in the same place as usual but..... the rear wheels are out about foot wider.........
The decent into the ditch was slow, undignified and left the tractor almost stuck. Couldn't backup but could only inch closer and directly towards my mailbox.
Plenty of waves and horn toots from early bird co-workers on their way past. All waiting to tease myself later that day about how buried the 1640 was.
No problem, Mrs B&D in 4X4 crew cab with fresh grippy Michelin M&S tires all around. Tractor is chained to truck with that same 50/51ft chain. With the truck parked on the shoulder away from traveled portion of the road.
Mrs B&D was told in my most polite, un-intrusive pleading voice. To wait for a gap in traffic and EASE up onto the road for both traction and to angle the tractor up out of the ditch.
All was well and had made it with the tractor 1/2 way up to the road shoulder. Then Mrs B&D reaching the laneway turned off the highway and down our lane.
No amount of pleading, screaming or waving kept the truck from sledding the 1640 and blower over my brand new mailbox.........
Fergienewbee
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When we lived on the farm, about 60 years ago, Dad asked Mom to help pull the '51 Chevy. Dad hooked up the chain to the JD B and the car and told Mom to pull him. Never told her to take the slack out of the chain. Mom had the bumper and Dad still sat where he was.
Larry in Michigan
Larry in Michigan
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Having read all that...I would like to hear their side of the story.
I presume they have the right of reply.
I presume they have the right of reply.
Her's a horror story.
Neighbors big 4 wh drive versatile needed a pull start,the guy got his wife who had never drove the old JD with handclutch to pull start the big one.
The guy climbed on the tractor to show her how,well the JD lurged forward far enough to jerk that versatile(happened to be in gear)into life and it was on its way to climb the JD.
Guy jumped off, ran to climb in the vesatile to stop it but slipped on the step and fell right between the wheels.
The nose of the veratile had ran in the JD and started bucking and spinning before it finally died, but not before chewing both legs off the neighbor and breaking his pelvic in pieces.
The guy crawled away and tried to stand up but could get no taller than 3'.Thats when he noiticed his legs where gone.
He lived, but thats about it.
Neighbors big 4 wh drive versatile needed a pull start,the guy got his wife who had never drove the old JD with handclutch to pull start the big one.
The guy climbed on the tractor to show her how,well the JD lurged forward far enough to jerk that versatile(happened to be in gear)into life and it was on its way to climb the JD.
Guy jumped off, ran to climb in the vesatile to stop it but slipped on the step and fell right between the wheels.
The nose of the veratile had ran in the JD and started bucking and spinning before it finally died, but not before chewing both legs off the neighbor and breaking his pelvic in pieces.
The guy crawled away and tried to stand up but could get no taller than 3'.Thats when he noiticed his legs where gone.
He lived, but thats about it.
Anonymous-0
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I grew up the son of a "buy it cheap-drag it home-fix it- and use it forever" father. So I had enough experience at a young age to be fairly decent at towing stuff. My wife is daughter #11 out of 12 girls and 2 boys. Her brothers were married off and out of the house by the time she reached her teens. So she was her dads helper. She learned the ways of a junk collector too.
That "genetic make-up" didn"t seem to filter down to my youngest daughter unfortunately.
When my 3 kids turned 16, I"d let them start driving to school. We live out in the country, almost 20 miles from the high school they attended. Not much choice but let "em drive. I"d start "em off with a decent, but definately not NEW car. Once the graduated, I"d help them get something better. But for the short term, they"d drive an old hand-me-down. (Usually "moms" old car)
So, Nikki got moms Toyota. It had over 150,000 miles on the clock by then, but was still a fair old car. But we all know how cars can be after 100,000. Not ALWAYS the most reliable. It was Nikki"s senior year. She was on the way home one afternoon. KerPLUNK. Dead in the water. Tranny troubles. So I go to get her. She"s only a few miles from home, good roads, not a lot of traffic, so what the heck. What can go wrong? (Famous last words, huh?) I hook up a tow strap, tell her how to keep the slack out of the line, and any other pertinant info I can think of. Off we go. We hadn"t gone far when I started to wonder if my Dodge pick up had it"s own problem. The little Toyota seemed to be a bit more load on the Cummins than I expected. As we turned into the drive, I couldn"t help but notice smoke rolling out from under the rear fender wells. I stopped immediately and ran back to see what the problem was.
When we started out, I told her to "ride the brake" a little to keep the slack out of the strap when we were starting out or stopping. Seems my young scholar decided the best way to do that was to set the parking brake....ALL THE WAY ON.
So... I got to buy a rebuilt transmission AND brake drums, brake shoes, and a AAA membership for Nikki so a wrecker could handle the NEXT breakdown.
That "genetic make-up" didn"t seem to filter down to my youngest daughter unfortunately.
When my 3 kids turned 16, I"d let them start driving to school. We live out in the country, almost 20 miles from the high school they attended. Not much choice but let "em drive. I"d start "em off with a decent, but definately not NEW car. Once the graduated, I"d help them get something better. But for the short term, they"d drive an old hand-me-down. (Usually "moms" old car)
So, Nikki got moms Toyota. It had over 150,000 miles on the clock by then, but was still a fair old car. But we all know how cars can be after 100,000. Not ALWAYS the most reliable. It was Nikki"s senior year. She was on the way home one afternoon. KerPLUNK. Dead in the water. Tranny troubles. So I go to get her. She"s only a few miles from home, good roads, not a lot of traffic, so what the heck. What can go wrong? (Famous last words, huh?) I hook up a tow strap, tell her how to keep the slack out of the line, and any other pertinant info I can think of. Off we go. We hadn"t gone far when I started to wonder if my Dodge pick up had it"s own problem. The little Toyota seemed to be a bit more load on the Cummins than I expected. As we turned into the drive, I couldn"t help but notice smoke rolling out from under the rear fender wells. I stopped immediately and ran back to see what the problem was.
When we started out, I told her to "ride the brake" a little to keep the slack out of the strap when we were starting out or stopping. Seems my young scholar decided the best way to do that was to set the parking brake....ALL THE WAY ON.
So... I got to buy a rebuilt transmission AND brake drums, brake shoes, and a AAA membership for Nikki so a wrecker could handle the NEXT breakdown.
Rick in Michigan
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Our first "new" truck, a 4 x 4 ford. We were camping next to a river. Steep bank to get down there but that truck had no problem. I got a call and had to run into work - left the truck for the wife and took her car that was parked at the top of the hill. When I got back I noticed the many dents all in a row in the truck - up the box, over the roof, down the hood...and the broken windshield.
Her story (as was our sons) was that a newer Buick Riviera had decided if that truck could get down there, so could they...and they did, but couldn't get back out and asked her to help. She hooked the chain to the hitch of the truck and told them to hook it where they wanted on their car. (Good girl)
They hooked it to the front bumper. She had the bumper about half ripped off when the exhaust on the car got hung up about half way up the hill. They told her to "Give it hell-what could it hurt?" That was when the bumper came off the car and up and over the top of the truck. The dents and broken windshield on the truck were from the chain. She couldn't leave them there on the middle of the hill or we couldn't get back down to to pull the camper out. So, with their begging and pleading she backed down again and they hooked the chain to their frame. It took a couple "yanks" she said, but the car finally came up the hill. They had to walk back down and pickup the exhaust that was laying there - at which point the one grabbing it burnt their hands on it. She said it was quite a sight watching that car go off down the two track with the bumper and exhaust hanging out of the back of the trunk and the car going "kind of sideways"...
Wish I'd been there that day!
Her story (as was our sons) was that a newer Buick Riviera had decided if that truck could get down there, so could they...and they did, but couldn't get back out and asked her to help. She hooked the chain to the hitch of the truck and told them to hook it where they wanted on their car. (Good girl)
They hooked it to the front bumper. She had the bumper about half ripped off when the exhaust on the car got hung up about half way up the hill. They told her to "Give it hell-what could it hurt?" That was when the bumper came off the car and up and over the top of the truck. The dents and broken windshield on the truck were from the chain. She couldn't leave them there on the middle of the hill or we couldn't get back down to to pull the camper out. So, with their begging and pleading she backed down again and they hooked the chain to their frame. It took a couple "yanks" she said, but the car finally came up the hill. They had to walk back down and pickup the exhaust that was laying there - at which point the one grabbing it burnt their hands on it. She said it was quite a sight watching that car go off down the two track with the bumper and exhaust hanging out of the back of the trunk and the car going "kind of sideways"...
Wish I'd been there that day!
Traditional Farmer
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This involves my brother who is far worse with equipment than any woman I've ever met.He and a buddy that had a new Dodge diesel and a new gooseneck were going to move a Case 970 that wasn't running very good.So they decided to head the truck/trailer down hill and my brother was going to hold the brake while his buddy drove the Case on the trailer.Quite a scene watching the backend of the truck come off the ground when the Csse hit the ramps and then the truck,trailer and Case take off down the hill jacknifed tearing the cab of the Dodge up and breaking the neck on the gooseneck.Brother at least had sense enough to lay downon the front seat.
willie in mn
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Couple years ago SWMBO wanted 2 medium size trees taken down. Plenty of room between house & garage, but wanted to be sure not to damage anything.
Set with up 1 in by 100 ft rope, tied about 15 ft up on tree, through a snatch block at base of another tree, then back to hitch on 4wd van. Re-check set up, line of pull toward snatch block will drop tree safely in snowbank, van will be approx 75 ft away on dry concrete driveway.
Cut out notch in tree, gave clear instructions- when I yell PULLL, GET ON IT.
next 3 sounds were PULLLLL, VROOOOOOOOMMMMMM, CRASH!!!!
Aftermath- tree safely down in snowbank, van still sitting where it was, still in PARK. Took coffee break, with a bit of good-natured heckling, cleaned up the yard.
Next day did same setup with one minor change. Let SWMBO sleep in, cut until tree started to creak, grabbed rope & pulled over by hand. had same results.
Willie in Mn
Set with up 1 in by 100 ft rope, tied about 15 ft up on tree, through a snatch block at base of another tree, then back to hitch on 4wd van. Re-check set up, line of pull toward snatch block will drop tree safely in snowbank, van will be approx 75 ft away on dry concrete driveway.
Cut out notch in tree, gave clear instructions- when I yell PULLL, GET ON IT.
next 3 sounds were PULLLLL, VROOOOOOOOMMMMMM, CRASH!!!!
Aftermath- tree safely down in snowbank, van still sitting where it was, still in PARK. Took coffee break, with a bit of good-natured heckling, cleaned up the yard.
Next day did same setup with one minor change. Let SWMBO sleep in, cut until tree started to creak, grabbed rope & pulled over by hand. had same results.
Willie in Mn
Harold Hubbard
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About sixty years ago my my father had a nearly new Farmall C. My mother was driving it hauling a wagon to pick up hay. The man on the wagon had loaded the front about four bales high. When Mother stopped in the middle of a steep hill, and dumped the clutch hard enough to bring the front wheels off the ground the partial load slid backwards, pinning the guy against the tail board of the wagon.
More recently (1970's) a girlfriend of our hired man got going downhill too fast with the Super C and a load of hay. The Super C had the standard ineffective, improperly maintained/maladjusted Farmall disc brakes. When the brake didn't do any good she put the clutch in, and rode it to the bottom of the hill where she finally managed a wide U-turn and got it stopped facing back uphill. Her boyfriend was on top of the load all the way, hollering at her to let the clutch out.
More recently (1970's) a girlfriend of our hired man got going downhill too fast with the Super C and a load of hay. The Super C had the standard ineffective, improperly maintained/maladjusted Farmall disc brakes. When the brake didn't do any good she put the clutch in, and rode it to the bottom of the hill where she finally managed a wide U-turn and got it stopped facing back uphill. Her boyfriend was on top of the load all the way, hollering at her to let the clutch out.
Honestly, none that I can think of. One day I needed my 6070 Allis with 2 haywagons behind driven to a field a couple of miles away. I gave her a crash course and walked away. I thought all was fine until she showed up at the field and was bawling. I thought what in the world happened? Turns out she did everything perfect, was just nervous and got that worked up! Should ad she is a city girl and had never driven anything larger than her mom's buick up to this point.
olgentdc
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One of my sisters comes to mind ,,,Years ago as teenagers ,I needed her to drive my 3 on the tree Ford back home,,, Put her in gear and instucted her not to touch shifter lever , simply turn off key and touch brakes to stop Told her to follow me ... Looked back and she was on top of the drag harrow ,, blowing the horn ,,,ist wife could drive anything I would ask her to with proper teaching and caution, Current wife won't drive the lawn mower , Or anything with a CLUTCH
Will Herring
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Oddly enough, my mother is one of the few people I will let drive my old AC WD, as she used to drive them on her own farm when she was younger. Dad and grandpa are good at it, too, but they have other tractors.
olgentdc
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Also ,when we were kids ,, put a gal on the 800 Case-O-Matic while picking up heavy hay,, seemed to do just fine with clutch inch pedal and torque lock up lever for the many times she had to stop ,,,load was nearly full when she came to steep downhill section of field ..THEN .over the hill she went with increasing speed when she realized to engage the the lock up clutch lever !!.. that sudden slow down stop rolled most the load onto the wagon tongue ...
hoof print
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my grandpa was almost killed when the stuck tractor he was on broke in half as my grandmother was pulling on it with a truck. He was caught in the wreckage and drug a ways along. She did not know anything was wrong, never crossed her mind to look back!
I had just finnished rebuilding the engine and radiator on my 1929 IH 10-20 on steel. I decided that a tractor show that weekend was the perfect place to break in the new engine. I took a girl I was going out with at the time. The show was the steam engine show at Greensburg OH. They had a large dirt pile to use as an incline. I wanted to see how well the governor was adjusted so I drove it right up and over the very steep incline. It did great! Then the girlfriend wanted to drive it around so I gave her lessons and she did ok until she decided to go up the incline. I was sitting on the fender at the time and she was doing fine UNTIL we got almost to the top when she decided to push in the clutch! we started backwards and I yelled, "Don"t stop!", she dumped the clutch and the old 10-20 popped a wheelie. I didn"t know a 10-20 would do that! Then as we rounded the top of the hill she pushed in the clutch again and we freewheeled down the other side! I didn"t know a steel wheel tractor would go that fast! After that ride from hadies I had to go get a beer out of the cooler to help with the frazzeled nerves and thank the Good Lord for saving us. Crazy thing is she wanted to go do it again! I made her keep it to level ground the rest of the time she drove it.
fixerupper
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Yeah, when the factory battery conked out in my near-new 79 Dodge pickup I pulled it out of the garage backward with a tractor, with my wife at the wheel of the pickup. I told her to let the clutch out to start the pickup after we had cleared the garage. She let the clutch out, the pickup started, and here she came toward the tractor, but she didn't get it stopped until a three point arm was sticking through the tailgate. She got out and walked to the house crying, and I had to appologize for some of the words that came out of my mouth. Jim
My sister grew up on the farm but kept mostly off of the tractors until she was 18 so her experience with towing stuff was limited. I got my truck stuck on an old clay level b road hauling some junk for her. For some reason it had a spring at the top of the hill which when driven over suck me down to the axles. I called her to bring the 4230 and a couple chains. I explained to her how to take the slack out and when I told her to pull me out to run it in first gear A. The problem is she took off and pulled me out but didn't look back. I sat screaming at the top of my lungs to get her to stop as I bounced from ditch to ditch but she had the cab closed. She finally stopped for some reason with me wedged in the ditch. I explained to her she has to look back as she pulls someone out. Luckly the ditches were very shallow and the old truck excaped with only a few scratches.
buickanddeere
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Didn't really consider writing as an occupation or sideline. I'm just an electrician at a nuclear plant with a hobby farm.
Perhaps it's years of experience of writing work reports in a way of. Taking what really happened and wording it a way that the bosses want to see.
SWMBO did drag me off to observe my daughter's audition for the stage play Annie. Not certain how it happened but I came home with the part as the butler???
Perhaps it's years of experience of writing work reports in a way of. Taking what really happened and wording it a way that the bosses want to see.
SWMBO did drag me off to observe my daughter's audition for the stage play Annie. Not certain how it happened but I came home with the part as the butler???
buickanddeere
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Different stage production.
cj in wisconsin
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Not a horror story but is towing related, was on a tow call years ago when we did 24 hour towing, got a call about midnite to tow a gal out of the ditch. Got there and she was a very attractive friend of mine. I said "are you ok? being in your condition and all you could have gotten hurt." She said " what condition?" I said "being prgnant" she said "I am not pregnant" and I said "well you ain't out of the ditch yet either" I got slapped pretty good for that one. LOL
Can you picture a JD 80 pulling a 3010, NI picker, and half full bargebox of ear corn through two feet of wet snow. She"s on the 80, straight down the rows to keep picker on track,100 lbs to snap loose the clutch, and outside 18x34 dual is straight in line with power pole 50 feet ahead. No amount of hollering, waving, or screaming could get her to look back. But she did finally notice the pole and miss it WHEEEEEEEWWWWWWOOO.....by about 3 inches ........... no big deal.... Dan
Not really a horror story, and was harmful only to my mental health for a couple of days.
Elderly neighbor had a JD H, that he had bought before he really knew what he needed, so it didn't get much use. He made a big production over bringing it over every haying season, and I used it to rake.
Sent the Mrs. over to rake a field about 3 miles away- it was nearly 100 degrees, and she forgot to take water. An H is flat out at about 3 MPH, not even fast enough to make a breeze. And she seemed to be gone a long time (turns out she had made about twice as many rounds as necessary, as the windrows were about 3 feet apart- a real treat to bale, as you can imagine).
When she got home, she was spittin' nails. "If looks could kill". . . She strode right past me with a glare but not a word- went straight to the fridge and got a beer, locker herself into the bathroom and took a cool bath.
I never suggested she rake with the H again, and she never offered.
BTW, she's about the best "tow-er" there ever was- she's pulled me all over the place with my junker tractors, and never an "incident" (or even a jerk start).
Elderly neighbor had a JD H, that he had bought before he really knew what he needed, so it didn't get much use. He made a big production over bringing it over every haying season, and I used it to rake.
Sent the Mrs. over to rake a field about 3 miles away- it was nearly 100 degrees, and she forgot to take water. An H is flat out at about 3 MPH, not even fast enough to make a breeze. And she seemed to be gone a long time (turns out she had made about twice as many rounds as necessary, as the windrows were about 3 feet apart- a real treat to bale, as you can imagine).
When she got home, she was spittin' nails. "If looks could kill". . . She strode right past me with a glare but not a word- went straight to the fridge and got a beer, locker herself into the bathroom and took a cool bath.
I never suggested she rake with the H again, and she never offered.
BTW, she's about the best "tow-er" there ever was- she's pulled me all over the place with my junker tractors, and never an "incident" (or even a jerk start).
Not women, but close. Dutchmen. Dutch neighbour had a 2wd AC 175 he used for his loader tractor, pushing manure out ONTO his lagoon (yep right out on the ice) one winter and the front end went through. Both wheels hooked under the edge of the ice. Got his neighbour over with 120 hp MF hooked on the back, neighbour didn't want to pull too hard because he could see the wheels were hooked. Dutchmen told him to floor it, it would come.
Both front axles snapped, both front wheels flew up over the AC. Neighbour dragged the rest of the tractor off the ice, unhooked it and left.
To make matters worse, he did the exact same thing with the exact same tractor the next winter.
Both front axles snapped, both front wheels flew up over the AC. Neighbour dragged the rest of the tractor off the ice, unhooked it and left.
To make matters worse, he did the exact same thing with the exact same tractor the next winter.
buickanddeere
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Dutchmen. Wooden shoes, wooden head & wouldn't listen.
buickanddeere
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Assuming you were entertained in a positive way. With the literary work I toiled over with blood, sweat, tears and 40 Creek Rye mixed with Vernor's Ginger Ale. Glad you enjoyed a day or two in b&d's world.
Anonymous-0
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Quite a few years back,I had my wife working ground ahead of me. Bad weather was moving in and I was trying to plant oats.We were in a 30 acre field,she was near done and I had about half the field done.I looked up and saw the 5 section harrow was pulled up over the seat and fenders(no cab)of the 1066 she was driving.I was on an 806 with a drill and packer about 200 yards away.I covered that distance in road gear-about tore the packer hitch off the drill.As i got close to the 1066 I saw my wife's leg . I was sure she was hurt bad or worse,But I couldn't figure out how the tractor didn't keep going. I rounded the front ,and there she was sitting down with her back against the front wheel throwing clods of dirt and cussing at herself. I was so thankful she wasn't hurt nothing else mattered-even the destroyed fender. I still have that 10, and every time I look down at that repaired fender I am thankful Lary
Mike Henry
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not tractor related but. 70 yr. old gram had a car that quit on memorial day 5 pm. 2 miles from home. I tell her that we can have it home before the tow company can answer the call.I hook my dodge halfton to the olds ciera.Tell gram about the letting me stop us to keep the chain tight at the one stop we would need to make and how to take off easy.She does well getting us going.I get us stopped a mile down the road.Chain is tight till she lets the truck roll back about a foot. That time when she takes off it wasnt quite as easily. The chain came the end and the rear tires on the truck both came off the ground about 4inches. came down squeeling and way we went. Got the end of the drive Im still laughing as she is triing to get the keys of her car so she can get in the house and use the restroom. She never drove my truck again without someone telling her to take it easy on the tires. I miss her!!!!
Fordfarmer
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Not a horror storry, but about the only one I can think of...
My country-but-not-farm raised wife only knew how to drive automatics when we married. She can drive a stick shift now, but doesn't like to. (my Mustang and F350 are both 5-speeds)She has driven tractor for me ONCE, and only did that because no one else was around. I was stuck in a snow drift with the 7000 (open station) and manure spreader. Took the 7600 (cab) and snap rope to pull it out. Put it in gear for her, told her where to set the throttle, etc. Got me out just fine, and headed home, in the same gear...with me following at about 4 m.p.h. in -20 degree windchills. I just wanted to GET HOME and warm up! She thought that was plenty fast- she would have slowed down to turn into the driveway if she knew how to downshift!
My country-but-not-farm raised wife only knew how to drive automatics when we married. She can drive a stick shift now, but doesn't like to. (my Mustang and F350 are both 5-speeds)She has driven tractor for me ONCE, and only did that because no one else was around. I was stuck in a snow drift with the 7000 (open station) and manure spreader. Took the 7600 (cab) and snap rope to pull it out. Put it in gear for her, told her where to set the throttle, etc. Got me out just fine, and headed home, in the same gear...with me following at about 4 m.p.h. in -20 degree windchills. I just wanted to GET HOME and warm up! She thought that was plenty fast- she would have slowed down to turn into the driveway if she knew how to downshift!
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