For JAFA, who is nagging me to show more pictures, here is a photo of a tractor (another one) that I drove 350k's up and down the Castlereagh Highway yesterday, dropping a stick rake off. Note the front right tyre. We had to stop six times in the last 90k's to punp it up again.
And for a bit of local flavour, here is a photo of a cattle truck about to cross the levee bank outside the workshop today. We bought 250-odd cows from the property next door and this bloke got them here in two trips. When they leave here in about twelve months' time it would take him three trips and we'd have some left over.
Thanks Dirk, now that's what I call serious equip. Love the stock carrier, red dirt and that big outback sky. Seriously, I always find the sky different out west. Must be the way the clouds form or something. Well done. JAFA.
Adie, it's been sitting there waiting for you to collect it since 1997, lucky you haven't had a flattie. JAFA, the difference in the sky is because out here we are closer to heaven.
In my younger days I ran my own cartage business. [articulated licence on the morning of my 18th birthday - copper said "I guess you wouldn't have bought this truck if you couldn't drive it". "Back into that gateway and walk back up to the station and I'll give you your licence"] - Dodge 660 with a Cummins Diesel. Small fry compared to that stuff.
FX, in 1949 my Dad decided to try his luck at Claremont spweedway so he loaded up the B model Ford and headed across the Nullarbor for Perth. A copper pulled him over in Kalgoorlie and the following conversation took place: Copper - Can I see your licence, please? Dad - What's a licence? Copper - Where are you from? Dad - Victoria Copper - How did you get here? Dad - I drove Copper - Well, you must know what you're doing, then. Come up the station and I'll give you a licence Which is how my Dad got his first licence.
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Thanks Dirk, now that's what I call serious equip. Love the stock carrier, red dirt and that big outback sky. Seriously, I always find the sky different out west. Must be the way the clouds form or something. Well done.
JAFA.
Adie,
it's been sitting there waiting for you to collect it since 1997, lucky you haven't had a flattie.
JAFA,
the difference in the sky is because out here we are closer to heaven.
350ks? Excuse the city-boy ignorance, but how fast do tractors go on the open highway? Sounds like a long drive.
Stilt,
that particular tractor does 37.6k's. It took from 5a.m. until 7p.m.
In my younger days I ran my own cartage business. [articulated licence on the morning of my 18th birthday - copper said "I guess you wouldn't have bought this truck if you couldn't drive it". "Back into that gateway and walk back up to the station and I'll give you your licence"] - Dodge 660 with a Cummins Diesel. Small fry compared to that stuff.
FX,
in 1949 my Dad decided to try his luck at Claremont spweedway so he loaded up the B model Ford and headed across the Nullarbor for Perth. A copper pulled him over in Kalgoorlie and the following conversation took place:
Copper - Can I see your licence, please?
Dad - What's a licence?
Copper - Where are you from?
Dad - Victoria
Copper - How did you get here?
Dad - I drove
Copper - Well, you must know what you're doing, then. Come up the station and I'll give you a licence
Which is how my Dad got his first licence.
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