What is the craziest build idea you ever had ?

[Taylortractornut]

Great job on the wheel barrow, I wouldnt canibalize it yet. That may come in handy as a seperate carrier in the summer. I may not can see it but it looks like a straight drive axle. If it is Why dont you get an old Peerless Differential and axle assembly like under the old Murray rear engined mowers. and use a brake on each side to steer it. I built a powered wheel barrow like that once wit ha castor on the back. Northern sells a similars one a bit wider that has the chain drive diff for a gocart, you can even buy band brakes for it. It would sure be a hoss in the mud or woods for smaller chores.

 

[Eagleview]

found a couple of more pictures, including the plow I made to help it go through deep snow, made from cutting a fender.

If it's an original idea , put a provisional patent on it and email some Chinese manufacturers . The Chinese are allways looking for new gadgets to make .

 

[mjncad]

The Chinese are allways looking for new gadgets to pirate .

I couldn't resist making a little change to your quote.

 

[Bedlam]

Never heard of a rail gun so found this site thought id pass it along.
Howstuffworks "How Rail Guns Work"

 

[Blagadan]

Back when I was a kid and my two best friends in the world were Derek and Finbarr, we lived by the ocean during the summer months. Swam all day snorkelling around the swimming hole and laying on the rocks 'till our skin turned choclolate brown. We got up to great mischief every summer. swimming, rowing my little boat, etc, etc. A great childhood.

One year we decided to build an underwater tent. A round heavy gauge tarpaulin, lots of rope and a couple of dozen very heavy lead weights. We got so far as to pumping air down to the "tent" with an old hand crank compressor and garden hose. Of course, we didnt realise just how effective air was at lifting submerged weights so as the volume of trapped air increased, of course, the tent started to lift. Eventually something ripped and we had a humongous blurp of air rush to the surface, our dream of an underwater hideaway ruined...
And thank god it didn't work, we didnt know much about carbon monoxide poisoning back when we were young, If that underwater tent held out, and we three swam down to it to hide out, i doubt we'd have lived to tell the tail...

 

[Philscbx]

I guess when your surrounded by 160 acres at 5-6-7-years old and aircraft flying over everyday, and your father keeps bringing home semi loads of lumber, you just put 2 and 2 together and make an airplane.

I must have had a Spruce Goose in mind, and after 4 planks were nailed as the main frame, that's where the project stopped.

I already needed a forklift, and I don't even have wheels or a seat on it yet. I guess I always built by the safety factor of 3000.

So with the help of the 2 gangster farmer kids across the road, we just happened to have a creek and dragged much more down there till we had Huck Finn jealous of our floating day cruiser.

 

[PILOON]

As kids we'd flip a rowboat, get under and swim it away inverted playing 'submarine'.

Tie weights to our feet and breathe via a garden hose while walking on the river bed.

Later on, a bit older (not wiser) decided I wanted a racing hull for my old 16HP Johnson.
2 -4 x 8 sheets of 1/4" plywood, 1 x 6's for sides tapered at front, 2 x 12 for the transom, bit of bracing here and there (like 1x2's) lots of screws and tarred joints for caulking.
Steering was with vice grips clamped to the motor as the handle was lost.
Well it did work. Went like stink and a heck of a ride.
UNTIL I hit the swell of a big inboard.
The prow simply dug in and the racing? hull went straight down to the bottom!
Fortunately it was only waist deep so retrival was easy.

Oh, and my mechanic uncle had taught me (see he really knew me) that whenever I submerged my motor to pull the plugs and dry them, drain the carb- crank 5-6 times squirt gas in plug holes and run her till real hot.
And believe you me I needed to do that many a time! Somehow having my engine 'pop off of the boat' seemed to be a biweekly occurance. (oily transom)
So much so that I used to keep a handy retrieval line permanantly attached from the engine to the transome.

Back then a week end usually meant 20 gals of gas in the old 25 Johnson.
That old 25 was indistructable!

 

[Redneck in training]

When I was an aprentice learning to be a telephone switch technician we had one week classes and one week practical education in a shop (alternating with another group). One time in Saturday before we left (when I was young Sat was a work day) we removed all lightbulbs in the shop and used a small torch to make a small hole in the bottom of each bulb. Then we filled the bulbs with acethylene from the torch and screwed all the lightbulb back. When the other group of students came to the shop on Monday and flipped the switch all lightbulbs exploded.

When I was even younger we used sleep in a hay all summer break. That way we could raid neigbors cherries at night. It used to be a village tradidition and beside we thought that his cherries were better than ours. Our neighbor was a big guy (local butcher) and one night he showed up under the tree with a bullwhip in his hand saying "I am patient. You have to come down sooner or later." We expected to be chased and yelled at (as was the tradiditin) but were afraid to be beaten. Well we made an agreement to jump down all together so only few will get hit. Somebody counted and only three of us jumped. I got hit so hard that I smashed my face on ground. Jumped up and kept running. I swear it is true I jumped 6 feet fence without touching it. That what adrenaline and fear does to you. Since he was so mean we devised an avenge. One day I removed a log from his wood pile, drilled a hole in it, loaded it with some gun powder and plugged it with a wooden plug. Several months passed and one winter day his stove exploded. Didn't do much damage just scared sh--t of his wife and destroyed their meal that day. Luckily he never figured it out what happened.

We also used to climb on neighbors roofs and put a sheet of glass on a chimney. The house was full of smoke but under inspection of chimney it appeard to be fine because they could see the sky looking inside up.

 

[tallyho8]

When I was an aprentice learning to be a telephone switch technician we had one week classes and one week practical education in a shop (alternating with another group). One time in Saturday before we left (when I was young Sat was a work day) we removed all lightbulbs in the shop and used a small torch to make a small hole in the bottom of each bulb. Then we filled the bulbs with acethylene from the torch and screwed all the lightbulb back. When the other group of students came to the shop on Monday and flipped the switch all lightbulbs exploded.

When I was even younger we used sleep in a hay all summer break. That way we could raid neigbors cherries at night. It used to be a village tradidition and beside we thought that his cherries were better than ours. Our neighbor was a big guy (local butcher) and one night he showed up under the tree with a bullwhip in his hand saying "I am patient. You have to come down sooner or later." We expected to be chased and yelled at (as was the tradiditin) but were afraid to be beaten. Well we made an agreement to jump down all together so only few will get hit. Somebody counted and only three of us jumped. I got hit so hard that I smashed my face on ground. Jumped up and kept running. I swear it is true I jumped 6 feet fence without touching it. That what adrenaline and fear does to you. Since he was so mean we devised an avenge. One day I removed a log from his wood pile, drilled a hole in it, loaded it with some gun powder and plugged it with a wooden plug. Several months passed and one winter day his stove exploded. Didn't do much damage just scared sh--t of his wife and destroyed their meal that day. Luckily he never figured it out what happened.

We also used to climb on neighbors roofs and put a sheet of glass on a chimney. The house was full of smoke but under inspection of chimney it appeard to be fine because they could see the sky looking inside up.

I am glad I didn't live in your neighborhood.

 

[teg]

You need to change your title from "Redneck in training" to "Fullblooded Redneck"