Guess I have been hiding out lately. Just tired and working to keep up with daily needs and not much more. A few odd jobs done like change the oil in the zero turn and sharpen the blades. Now I need to buy a new front tire as one goes flat about every 20 minutes. Not so good for the level cut when one side of the deck drops an inch. Kept bust today selling water puddles. Yesterday pm and last night gave us 4.75 inches of new rain. We did have nearly a week of good weather prior to that. Not much wheat left standing now. Combines worked hard the last two weeks. See some great corn and some fields with up and down spots from the record wet June. Most bean fields around here looking pretty nice.
Worked hard a week ago Sunday with a couple of young fellas who decided they wanted to buy a 1966 Impala that I had hidden out back. We cut some trees and a pile of grape vines out of the way to get access to the car. They wanted to hear it turn over so hooked my jumper pack on and it turned fine. Just a 283 cid. Then they wanted to hear it fire. Gas tank straps were rusted away and dropped the tank so we primed it and nothing. No spark. They wanted to go buy a new coil but I suggested the points were probably corroded. These young guys had never seen ignition points and did not know where they were. I gave them a free lesson on what a distributor is and how to file points and put them back in. Gave the carb another prime and it fired right up for a few seconds.
The car was totally blocked in front and rear so I loaned a 4x8 sheet of 3/4 inch plywood, two floor jacks and two air tanks so the tires could be pumped up, (three actually held air) then the back end jacked up and rolled sideways. Then we hooked a chain from the 340 and tried to pull it out of there. I dug a whole lot of holes in my gravel and crushed stone with the back tires. Car would not move very much at all. Turned out the brakes are rusted solid so the wheels will not turn.
Buy then darkness was not far off. One of the guys had been on the phone much of the day trying to find a ride 35 or 40 miles for the car to their location. He had no success with that. In the end, between no ride for the car and the wheels being locked they asked to undo the deal but would leave me some $$$ for the work they caused. I learned their plan was to enter that car in a demo derby this week so they could not wait until this last weekend and come back to work more on the move.
They seemed like decent young men so I went along with their new deal. I did gain a few $$$ and their free labor in digging the old Chev. out of the wilderness, not that that was on my bucket list right now. Actually my plan for that beautiful day was to take the Mrs. and go for a long ride to who knows where. This is the second time over the years I have sold that car but it still lives here. I guess it just wants to stay. Then too, I am glad it did not meet a sad end in a demo derby. Not a good way for a 49 year old car to go out.
Charlie