In between horse chores, I spent virtually all my free time on Tractorhouse.com this weekend and I spotted a Kubota very similar to the one we have now for a good figure in Martinsville, Indiana. If it checks out in the phone conversation I’m going to have with the dealer tomorrow, I may be headed up there to look at it later this week.
(Melissa in blue with the photo captions) I’ve never seen Jason feel the need to roll both of the big toolboxes out of the workshop (in addition to the umpteen thousand smaller toolboxes that were scattered around). This didn’t give me a great feeling about Jason’s planned project.Do you see things that don’t belong in this picture? (pretend this is like a kid’s coloring book or a Where’s Waldo book) I see a crow bar, a sledge hammer and a T-post driver. Ummm, Jason, I thought you said you were taking apart the tractor and not beating the you know what out of it! This gave me an even worse feeling about Jason dismantling the tractor to get to the fuel tank.
In other matters, we got a bad load of diesel about a year ago and our current Kubota has been bearing the brunt of the punishment. I finally got sick of it stalling out at very inopportune moments, and I got even sicker about having to blow out the fuel lines (covering myself in diesel while doing so) to get it going again. Late last week, I finally took action. I drained and removed the fuel tank and sent it to be professionally cleaned out and re-sealed. Removing the fuel tank was quite a process. To get at the tank, I first had to remove all the sheet metal on the front half of the tractor followed by removing the canopy, followed by removing the entire dash including the ignition assembly and lights. Whew ! We’re supposed to get the tank back tomorrow and (hopefully !!!) I will have everything re-assembled and installed some time on Tuesday.

Much to Jason’s disappointment there are no pictures of the actual lifting and removing of the canopy using the Ford tractor. I couldn’t watch. I am content to know that somehow it all worked out in the end, but I really don’t care to know exactly how it worked out. I’m thinking that putting it back on is something I really, REALLY don’t want to see.
Tomorrow, Melissa and I are taking a short day trip to Cullman, Alabama in between morning and evening chores. Cullman is about an hour and a half south of the farm. Ostensibly, the trip is to look at tractors at a couple of my favourite tractor dealers; one in Athens, Alabama (Peek Equipment) and one in Cullman. Additionally, we will be visiting a strange “Roadside America” type attraction that has piqued our interest for a long time; a Catholic “grotto” of some sort which, according to those in the know, is supposed to really be something to see ! Ought to be quite a trip, never mind that we aren’t Catholic and we aren’t normally even faintly interested in roadside religious shrines. In any event, we ought to have much to report in a future blog. 🙂
So, enquiring minds want to know….What is the strangest thing you have ever seen, witnessed or taken part in as you’ve travelled around the country with horses (or not) ? (PG only, please) !
Spike and Lucky grazing
Harmony, MyLight and Lily grazing nose to nose to nose
Norman
Cinnamon and Lexi
Harmony on the run

Hemi, Elfin, Leo and Levendi

Hemi paused to sniff noses with Bella the dog

Thomas on the run

Teddy and Clay

Snappy and Teddy
