glennmac
Veteran Member
Yeehah...I\'m in Brush Hog Heaven!
Brush hogging is the ginchiest thing yet.
Just finished three full work days with my new 2910. Two days of bucket work removing rock and making a huge mess in the mud. There is sure a lot more to lifting rocks with your bucket than lifting rocks with your bucket. A lot of manual labor, prying and lifting. Still, the 2910 performed beautifully, carrying bucketloads of rock up a hill to be replaced on the top of the stone wall.
Today, I broke out the new Woods medium duty 5' brush cutter. What a blast! I plunged into 12' high phragmites and brambles with my trusty bucket in front of me like Lancelot's shield. I mean I was completely surrounded by the stuff, like in a tunnel, and could not see where I was going. I felt like Ramar of the Jungle on some dangerous, exciting exploration. Then I went into the woods. Pushing over trees, shredding brush, cutting nice wide trails. (I think I was on my neighbor's property. Ah, heck, he'll never know.) I went over an annoying ***** willow bush and it vaporized. I am glad I got the medium duty cutter with the slip clutch. I'm glad I traded the BX. Brush cutting made me glad in general. I can't wait to bridge my creek to get to my other 7 acres.
Brush hogging, "Baby, you're the ginchiest"
P.S. Bonus points to they who identify Ramar and the ginchy guy. This is tv trivia day.
Glenn
Brush hogging is the ginchiest thing yet.
Just finished three full work days with my new 2910. Two days of bucket work removing rock and making a huge mess in the mud. There is sure a lot more to lifting rocks with your bucket than lifting rocks with your bucket. A lot of manual labor, prying and lifting. Still, the 2910 performed beautifully, carrying bucketloads of rock up a hill to be replaced on the top of the stone wall.
Today, I broke out the new Woods medium duty 5' brush cutter. What a blast! I plunged into 12' high phragmites and brambles with my trusty bucket in front of me like Lancelot's shield. I mean I was completely surrounded by the stuff, like in a tunnel, and could not see where I was going. I felt like Ramar of the Jungle on some dangerous, exciting exploration. Then I went into the woods. Pushing over trees, shredding brush, cutting nice wide trails. (I think I was on my neighbor's property. Ah, heck, he'll never know.) I went over an annoying ***** willow bush and it vaporized. I am glad I got the medium duty cutter with the slip clutch. I'm glad I traded the BX. Brush cutting made me glad in general. I can't wait to bridge my creek to get to my other 7 acres.
Brush hogging, "Baby, you're the ginchiest"
P.S. Bonus points to they who identify Ramar and the ginchy guy. This is tv trivia day.
Glenn