About 1982 when I first started building a house I went to Sears and bought a tiller. I used it to dig the foundation footer for that first small house. I used it to till the garden out back that I planted and tended while building. Over the years I have used it to do a little land shaping and to till the few small gardens we have had. But for the past ten years of so it has been sitting in the woods, rusting.
Since I have this cute little Red & White trailer, I went to the woods and brought it here to the RV Port. I checked the oil, cleaned the plug. Gave it a shot of starter fluid and pulled the cord, it started. That old Briggs and Stratton Engine fired right up. Of course it would not continue to run. I knew the least to be done, would be to clean the tank and rebuild the carb, so that is what I am doing. It looks like it may work. I think it will feel better having company and doing some work for a change.
(yep, that is a new one, but they are still about the same, that is my first piece of dirt moving equipment, I get a smile when I think of it. It was a BIG BUY for me then!)
I have been blessed over the years, have owned several tractors, trailers and backhoe, but that tiller is the only one that makes me smile.
Something about me wants to ‘fix’ stuff. I don’t know why, there seems to be something inside that says, ‘Fix that’. There are probably things around here that Sherry wishes would speak to me and say FIX ME! LOL
Older stuff is easier to fix. No computer controls to confuse me and run the repair bills out of sight. When I get in our car and something does not work right, FEAR grabs me. Seems nothing costs less than $400 on a car in this day.
Don was telling me he bought points and condenser for his tractor and the cost was $43. Ask any old man what points should cost and they will tell you from $5 to $12. Sumpen has happened!!
Anyway I just wanted you to know about the first piece of ‘heavy equipment’ I ever bought, and let you know that it will be running again soon, hahahahaha
Thanks for coming this way.
A clear conscience could possibly be, the sign of a bad memory.
Oh what a car!
The v16 Caddy, 1930