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I went to OK with my eighteen wheeler. Forty foot float, cabover with a big sleeper. Wife was in the mood to ride shotgun so she was on the passenger side. Loaded 520 bales of alfalfa with a twelve year old boy helping. Got things tied down and I was gonna put the wife in the sleeper and let Jose ride shotgun. He almost cried, he wanted to ride on the front of the load so everybody could see him coming into town on the truck, up there just over fourteen feet high! What the hell, just a few miles to town and I wasn't going to be cutting any fancy didoes, why not?

He climbed up the side of the load and proudly sat front and center back to town, then his neighborhood. A story to tell all his friends that missed seeing him in all of his glory!

Hu
 
I went to OK with my eighteen wheeler. Forty foot float, cabover with a big sleeper. Wife was in the mood to ride shotgun so she was on the passenger side. Loaded 520 bales of alfalfa with a twelve year old boy helping. Got things tied down and I was gonna put the wife in the sleeper and let Jose ride shotgun. He almost cried, he wanted to ride on the front of the load so everybody could see him coming into town on the truck, up there just over fourteen feet high! What the hell, just a few miles to town and I wasn't going to be cutting any fancy didoes, why not?

He climbed up the side of the load and proudly sat front and center back to town, then his neighborhood. A story to tell all his friends that missed seeing him in all of his glory!

Hu
You'll get a coupla extra stars in your crown for that one. God's smiling from ear to ear.
 
I went to OK with my eighteen wheeler. Forty foot float, cabover with a big sleeper. Wife was in the mood to ride shotgun so she was on the passenger side. Loaded 520 bales of alfalfa with a twelve year old boy helping. Got things tied down and I was gonna put the wife in the sleeper and let Jose ride shotgun. He almost cried, he wanted to ride on the front of the load so everybody could see him coming into town on the truck, up there just over fourteen feet high! What the hell, just a few miles to town and I wasn't going to be cutting any fancy didoes, why not?

He climbed up the side of the load and proudly sat front and center back to town, then his neighborhood. A story to tell all his friends that missed seeing him in all of his glory!

Hu
Stacking bales on a rack. If you’re good, there’s no place to go, except right on top
 
Stacking bales on a rack. If you’re good, there’s no place to go, except right on top

I talked to two high school boys, medium sized boys, that had an old two ton flatbed and a hay loader on the side of it. I asked them what was the most alfalfa they had hauled in a day. Pick it up in the field, stack on the truck, then haul to the barn five miles away and stack there, talking twenty foot tall plus stacks, they said 3500 bales!

Just heard my old neighbor died. He had been a dairy farmer for 45 years then went to just hay. The big bales handle easy but he said he was set up to bail the small bales of bahia, load them on a truck, haul them to the barn, and stack them, all without the hay being touched with a human hand!

One of my early jobs was picking up hay in a field, going behind a trailer and doing it by hand. A cousin that drove the truck a little too fast could keep you at a trot! At ten years old that was a bodacious plenty of work. Fifteen cents a bale if you got paid, sometimes I didn't.

Hu

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A random swap meet. Not sure the exact location.
I guess I can hope those $1 sockets were cheap ones that would shatter if torqued more than 10 ft. lbs. :rolleyes:

At least I didn't sucker for one of these:
 
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I guess I can hope those $1 sockets were cheap ones that would shatter if torqued more than 10 ft. lbs. :rolleyes:

At least I didn't sucker for one of these:
You could always get this:


You will be set for 30 jobs unless you are clumsy.
 

I had a picture of a little gum tree about six feet tall under the interstate. No way to get to it without a boat. It had well over a dozen brand new bobbers on it, people or maybe just one person, were/was extremely persistent! Right up the road was an old bridge left behind when the road was abandoned. A powerline that could be reached casting from there had hundreds of bobbers and lures hanging from it!

I was near a power company substation when I saw a giant redtailed hawk that had decided something tangled on a power line looked good. Too far away to see exactly how it was tangled but it could fly about seventy-five feet then be jerked back over and over. No way to get to it without tangling with over a hundred thousand volts. If I had a shotgun with me I would have risked the huge fines possible and put the bird out of it's misery. No idea how long before I started watching the bird had gotten in trouble but after I watched about thirty minutes something parted at the end of one of it's desperate attempts at escape and it kept going. Did the line break off short? The hawk lose a toe or a foot? Unable to tell. However, a good chance that my killing it as a good deed would have been absolutely the wrong thing to do!

They put hardware cloth over the top of the creosote coated poles that woodpeckers would still drill holes in to try to make them less atractive nesting sites. I found an osprey with a talon, foot, something tangled in the wire. Only a few miles from my house so I checked on the bird through the night after calling raptor rescue. I had carefully taken down the pole number, taken pictures, marked the location with GPS. When raptor rescue got there about ten the next morning the bird was gone. Maybe it escaped, maybe an eagle helped it out of it's difficulty!

Hu
 
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