Welp... I survived another winter.
I also managed to roll the Cub onto its side in a slow-motion accident. It felt a bit like one of those Wile E. Coyote cartoon moments... one moment I was motoring up the gravel road towards the house, the next moment the road collapsed and dumped me over into a creek. Right about then I just wanted to pull a 45 and put the Cub out of it's misery. I wish I would have taken a picture of that moment... tractor laying on the left side, bleeding oil out onto the ground out of the dipstick tube.
In the end, the actual damage done was pretty minor. Scratched up the paint on the left fender and tore the seat cover trying to lift the Cub out of the creek using chains and a front-end loader. (I guess Dad's John Deere is good for something after all.)
So, here I am a few months later, back working of various odds and ends. A few days ago I got the jigsaw puzzle that is the mower reassembled. Not too bad, but I still have to make a few of those odd plow bolts to replace the carriage bolts connecting the cutter bar to the castings.
And for the past few days I have been getting the two-way plow cleaned up and ready for use. The bulk of the work being done with a wire-wheel to knock 40 years of rust off of it. Almost done today, just re-installed the Left-Hand coulter on. Paint is still drying, but given the rains of the past few days, it will be next week before I can take a stab at plowing one of the fields with it. I am hoping the plow was set up right decades ago.. some of the adjustments are not going to be possible without grinding off bolts and replacing them.
I suppose I should start blasting the rust off of the discs... perhaps tomorrow.
I also managed to roll the Cub onto its side in a slow-motion accident. It felt a bit like one of those Wile E. Coyote cartoon moments... one moment I was motoring up the gravel road towards the house, the next moment the road collapsed and dumped me over into a creek. Right about then I just wanted to pull a 45 and put the Cub out of it's misery. I wish I would have taken a picture of that moment... tractor laying on the left side, bleeding oil out onto the ground out of the dipstick tube.
In the end, the actual damage done was pretty minor. Scratched up the paint on the left fender and tore the seat cover trying to lift the Cub out of the creek using chains and a front-end loader. (I guess Dad's John Deere is good for something after all.)
So, here I am a few months later, back working of various odds and ends. A few days ago I got the jigsaw puzzle that is the mower reassembled. Not too bad, but I still have to make a few of those odd plow bolts to replace the carriage bolts connecting the cutter bar to the castings.
And for the past few days I have been getting the two-way plow cleaned up and ready for use. The bulk of the work being done with a wire-wheel to knock 40 years of rust off of it. Almost done today, just re-installed the Left-Hand coulter on. Paint is still drying, but given the rains of the past few days, it will be next week before I can take a stab at plowing one of the fields with it. I am hoping the plow was set up right decades ago.. some of the adjustments are not going to be possible without grinding off bolts and replacing them.
I suppose I should start blasting the rust off of the discs... perhaps tomorrow.
I plowed up a 75 yard x 100 yard patch of the field today. Had to call it quits when it started to rain.
) Weather looks good for the day, so looks like today will be round two of plowing. One more cup of coffee and then out to the fields to finish the job.
