jmc
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- Jul 21, 2003
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- SW Indiana
- Tractor
- Ford 1920 4x4 (traded in on Kubota). Case 480F TLB w/4 in 1 bucket, 4x4. Gehl CTL60 tracked loader, Kubota L4330 GST
After a total of about 1600 hrs on various tractors, I had my first "incident" Thursday. I was clearing the overgrown edge of a woods, wading in with a chainsaw first to get the big stuff, then backing in with the bush hog for the rest. One of the big things in there was a 3 inch diameter grapevine. I cut it once and threw both sides of the vine out of the path I was clearing. Later, when backing in with the bush hog, the BH housing apparently found the attached end of the vine and continued to push it out of the way. I don't remember now if I was aware of this as it was happening because, up until now, I wouldn't be concerned by it. After all, the worse thing that could happen is that it might slip under the BH housing and make a lot of noise, right? No.
When ever we push on brush with either end of a tractor, we are compressing a bunch of springs. Given the chance to escape, most of those springs don't have enough stroke to get us. Or they hit the tractor, implement or other brush. Occasionally one will come near enough to briefly get your attention. These are warning shots.
This vine finally broke free from the rear corner of the BH, raised up in the air as it rolled back into shape, and snapped toward me. The sawed end of it caught me on one eyebrow in a perfect strike. It even dodged the roll bar. One trip to the ER, ten stitches, and a black eye later, everything is fine.
Just food for thought,
John
When ever we push on brush with either end of a tractor, we are compressing a bunch of springs. Given the chance to escape, most of those springs don't have enough stroke to get us. Or they hit the tractor, implement or other brush. Occasionally one will come near enough to briefly get your attention. These are warning shots.
This vine finally broke free from the rear corner of the BH, raised up in the air as it rolled back into shape, and snapped toward me. The sawed end of it caught me on one eyebrow in a perfect strike. It even dodged the roll bar. One trip to the ER, ten stitches, and a black eye later, everything is fine.
Just food for thought,
John