Getting something done

We came up to Cullman Tuesday night, My plan was to get the carburetor fixed on the 284, fix the carburetor on the roto-tiller, and get the parts for the trellis sprayer assembly.

The initial work on the 284 turned out well. Preston was able to see that there was a problem with the needle valve and had a replacement that turned out to work just fine.

I got the tiller disassembled and am headed to Lowes for the bits I need to fix it. I also plan to pick up the parts for the side sprayer assembly from tractor supply. All this after dinner tonight.

My body is tired and sore. It probably means a much earlier bedtime.

The second day was rainy and cold. worked on the tiller first. I thought I'd pull that fuel nipple with the bolt but a pair of vice grips worked fine. Problem. The nipple on the replacement part was 8mm and the hole was 6mm. I did a little search today and I see where I can buy a 6mm brass nipple. Since I wanted to get the tiller running, I simply worked at it and got everything reassembled and working. If a problem arises later, I'll order the 90 degree 6mm inlet. Now the tiller runs like a top.

I discovered that Tractor Supply failed to include the gauge with my parts last night and charged me for a bag of pine bark. I rode back over and got that taken care of. Now I have almost everything I need to build the trellis sprayer.

The six wheeler front right tire had a slow leak so I pulled it off and took it over to be repaired. I also got a new supply of gasoline.

When I come back again, it will probably be time for the fertilizer to be spread under the pecan trees. I will also want to break out the tiller implement for the big tractor. The fertilizer spreader is tucked away behind an accumulation of stuff that needs to be moved. More organization in the barn is in order.

Effigy of Grief

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Spock

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Island Walk

I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...

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