Howdy to all of my new TBN friends. Thank you so much for taking the time to post here, it's humbling to see so many people willing to take their time and help someone you've just barely met.
When last I posted I had a couple of serious issues hanging over me, the problem with the 3ph and some bad links - not the kind of links you find on a tractor, but the sausage kind you find on a plate at an IHOP.

I spent one of the longest nights of my life lamenting that fateful lunch decision. Let's just say Soundguy will be plowing a snow bank before I eat there again.

But alas, I'm about 80% back to normal, mostly rehydrated and ready to tackle my 6610 3ph issue.
However, before we get to the 3ph deal I have to share a few other events to give you all some insight into my life and why I don't go sky diving. We got home from church this morning, I scarfed some dinner (that's lunch to you folk in the north), I hopped in my truck and headed to the farm. I was on a state 2 lane road and saw a little econo-SUV up ahead. The guy was doing about 37 mph on an unmarked rural road - so the limit is 55. I am typically fairly generous with my fuel consumption

, so my closing rate to this guy was almost the same is his closing rate to the mailboxes on the side of the road. I slowed down behind the guy, not on his tail or anything, he hit his brakes and pulled half way off the road. I thought, OK, I'll swing around him and be on my way. Just as I pulled up to his left rear quarter panel I saw the driver's window go down and a snub nosed .38 come out aimed at me!

I ducked and floored it around the guy all the time waiting for one of my windows to shatter. None did, but holy cow! Of course about this time my dander is in full up-right-position and I had half a mind to pull out my .45 and explain to this dude the benefits of increased caliber and capacity weapons!

Don't worry, I'm smarter than that.
So, back to tractor stuff... I made it to the farm ahead of a front. Drove around to the barn. I was almost giddy to get to spend some quality time with my tractor again. You're right sandman, withdrawal can be worse than food poisoning.

I walked around her looking over the 3ph system with a much more critical eye. I also realized that I'd left all the printed schematics on my printer. Aaargh! I decided to start her up and get a closer look at what was happening. I hopped in the seat, pressed the clutch, and turned the key. "lugh-errr.... lugh............." The freaking battery was dead!

Just what I needed.
So, I popped the hood (as if I was going to be able to see something wrong) and lacking any really great ideas I took the battery out. I figured I could have it tested or get a new one later on this week. When I popped it out I noticed the clamp holding the muffler on. Funny thing is, the muffler always seemed backwards to me. It vented forwards which means every time I go under a branch the stack catches the branch. The FEL also hits it in the full up position. So I figured I'd do SOMETHING productive and turn that puppy around.
At this point the day could not be a total loss.
Well, I decided to at least unhook the BB. Here's maybe one clue, the lift arms seemed to be in a bind, as if there was pressure - like one being pushed up, the other down. The tractor was off, so the lift arms should have been floating, but they were really tight. I'm not sure why. The floor of the barn is uneven, so the front tires are dipped down a bit, causes the back of the tractor to be elevated such that in the lowest position the 3ph doesn't quite come down low enough to pick up my carry all. The box blade was clearly resting on the ground though. Never the less, I brought a hydrolic floor jack with me and a board to set it on. (I always try to be prepared because stuff like this happens all the time to me.) I jacked up one end of the BB, and put a 4X4 under it. Jacked up the other side, put another 4X4 under it. The lift arms still had incredible pressure being put on the draw pins. I unhooked the top link, then I took a small sledge hammer and a large punch and I drove the pin out of the right lift arm ball. I also tapped the side of the right lift arm a couple of times - not hard, but enough to get it to budge. Finally I drove the pin completely out. When I did that the arm came to rest lower than the position of the pin and the pressure was released from the left arm. I could pull that pin out by hand. At this point I could lift up on either arm, and both arms would lift. The right was noticeably lower, so I cranked on the adjustment for the right arm to even them up. Forgive me for not knowing the correct names, but in the 05A05 drawing, part #6 - those arms seemed to be in the same position right to left. I was kind of expecting them to be off, but they do not appear to be. Not sure why I did not get these both in the SAME picture, but here's what each one looks like:
I studied the 3ph to figure out how the dang thing works. It kind of dawned on me at this point. Everything below the rockshaft area - the passive section as I will call it, looked to be fine. All pins were in place, everything looked as I expected it should look - the stabilizer arm, the lift arm, and the lift rod. I could lift the arm and it functioned smoothly, both arms would go up and down.
About this time the monsoon arrived. Now don't get me wrong, I made a vow that I'd never again complain about the rain.

Funny how God seems to take that as a challenge. Keep in mind it hasn't rained a drop out there in probably over a month. I also figured out why a month ago my seat had water in it while under the shed on the side of the barn. The old tin roof has a few leaks in it.

But it was rain so I basically danced around like a stark raving lunatic getting soaked. I'll take the rain regardless.
At this point I packed up the battery and headed to town.
(To be continued... I'm going to break up the post and keep going)
Edited: Increased the picture resolution as requested