Two running board bolts hold a
length of angle iron, which holds a rod attached to the sediment bulb
valve. When the handle is down...
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...the valve is closed. A short piece of tubing swivels on the end of the rod, fits over the valve handle, and is held on by a small hose clamp. |
When the handle is turned up...
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...the valve is open. |
Monday,
April 8, 2019
Busy, busy, busy. Putting on my last pair of clean sox this morning meant it was laundry day. After I got home and hung the wash out to dry I had to do some maintenence on the touring car. That was just taking off the transmission cover and adjusting the reverse and brake pedals. After I buttoned up that little chore I got to work on my mowing tractor. I removed the fuel filter and flushed out the tank to get rid of any debris that may have been lurking in the bottom. In examining the filter I found what may have been causing the fuel starvation that would let the tractor start then kill it in a few seconds. Bug parts? Cocoon silk? Whatever it was, I cleaned it out. I hope this will solve the stalling problem. About the time I finished flushing the tank the tree service arrived to take down the three big trunks beside and behind the shop. With one man using the saw and the other operating the crane, they got two of the trunks down. The third will wait until they do some lift repairs. Those big trees will provide a lot of firewood for next winter. |
Sunday,
April 21, 2019
More work on the new road today. I spent about five hours on it, and completed all the branch trimming and removal of small trees across the south end and starting up the east side. I also took out one tree that wasn't so small. It had a trunk about eight inches at the bottom. I'm able to route the road around most of the larger trees, but this one was in a spot where it just had to go. It will be part of next winter's heat. Where I have to get by eastern red cedars there are a lot of branches to cut off, but there are no smaller ones under them for me to remove. |
Thursday,
April 25, 2019 |
It
was slow going today as I cut through the next cedar grove. Actually, thicket is a better word for it.
There were a LOT of branches, all the way down to the ground, and I
spent a lot of time not only cutting them off, but also trimming off
the smaller branches that stuck out in odd directions so I could stack
them. The exciting part of the day was when I went up the ladder to get
some high branches, and it tipped over and I fell on it and wrecked it.
I wasn't hurt, but the ladder is toast. Fortunately I have another one.
But it's a little smaller than the ruined one, so at auctions I'll be watching for a replacement.
While I was cutting trees in the
wood lot, the tree service guys came and finished removing the last of
the three big dead trees by the shop. Between those and my road
project, I'll have a lot of firewood next winter.
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Friday, April 26, 2019
After yesteday's ladder mishap I thought I would use a pair of old cabinet doors for a flat base, then I thought of something even more solid and stable. So I set the ladder up in the back of my truck. That got me up safely close to my work. It was a good day. I made great progress on the road. It's not finished, but it's mighty close. If there are no unforseen hitches I should have the whole thing driveable tomorrow. After that will come chemical warfare. I'll mix up a few batches of my magic elixir of death and spray small brush in the road, plus the honeysuckle that in some places is well along on its nefarious scheme to take over the world. |
Close, but no cigar. Shoulda, woulda,
coulda. I got close to having the new road done today, but will have to
spend one more day on it. This morning I had to do laundry and buy
medicine. After hanging the wash out to dry I shot a picture of the
touring car beside the big cottonwoods in the wood lot, then finally
got back to work on the road about eleven. Most of what I cleared was
Osage orange and cedar branches, but a notable find was poison ivy that
had grown to about eight feet tall. One of the features of being old is
seeing blood and wondering, "How did I do that?" But in tbis case
in know exactly how I did it.
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