unjonharley wrote:Damn you people make a person feel old.. That stuff your finding as relics of the past, Are things I use in every day life back on the farm..We did replace bearing with hard wood..The hubs and axles of the hay wagon were wood..It belonged to my grandfather and was still in use in the 60's..It was made of white oak..The axle was shaped then burned to final size..The hubs were burned to size with the right, metal round..Then greased twice a year..
We had a wagon with rubber tires after the war..The horses liked to be hitched to it..It ment they were going get to trot 10 mile to town and back..Beats hell out of just walking back and fourth in a feild all day..They realy felt there oats when us kids would take then out of the barn with just a halter..That ment they going swimming with us..We used them for diving platforms..There size would block up the water to make it deeper..
I ran away from all that hard work when I was 12..The farm lays idle now..In the last 50 years the woods has taken back a lot of the cleared land..I was there frist time in 54 years in 006..I's about the most ahhhh yeah.......
Bay Bridge Sue wrote:Now you guys went and broke my heart!!!
My real treat was as a kids on the grandparent's property in Hawthorne - Grampy was a mechanic, and also had the mine south of town. Back yard full of all kinds of goodies, and, well... The first time I went with them to the property, and they told me I could run the cat (an old D-4)... absolutely and totally ruined me...
Ever since then the smell of grease... diesel... hot metal... rock dust... ahhh... Paradise! Talk about kewl stuff... MAN!
I heard the property was abandoned after my mom passed on in the early 70's and most of the family moved on... wonder if there's anything still out there... man, if I could only... um... well... You know!
I bet going back to the old homeplace really brought back some memories, huh?
Count me as another one of those people who gets a sensous, almost erotic, pull from these details.LeChatNoir wrote:Incidentally, when I broke apart the guides that held the axles for the discs, I found that they contained wood bearings. I suspect worn-out babbet bearings were replaced at some time by an industrious farmer who needed to get this thing going again. They were well made, as if turned on a lathe and were built as a two piece assembly complete with holes for oil access.
In trying to make me feel *really* old, unjonharley wrote:
First cat was something else..The starter was a Briggs and Stration that hung outside the frame..To start: first rope start the B&G.. It had a flat belt that run around the fly wheel of the cat..Then you would open a petcock on each cylinder to releave the compresson..Then slowly push down on the B&S to engage the flywheel of the cat..WIth one hand on the small motor the other hand would slowly close the petcocks as the cat engine started..
Later the cats used an air starter then electric.
There were no hydraulics.. Everything run off of power take off,drums, pullies and cable..You put in a full day runing one of these
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