Saturday proved to be a good day as I felt a sense of personal accomplishment. It also proved to be a potential nightmare in the making.
Did you know that a Kubota L2250 tractor has metal screen behind the radiator that acts as a filter. I didn't until I discovered it. It was completely caked, it looked like a dryer vent that had never been cleaned but only the lint was dirty. While I could not figure out how to remove the screen, I was able to put a stick in there a clean it out. I also brought the generator and the compressor with me so I fired them up and hit it hard.
I also discovered that it has an air filter (as I said I am not very mechanically inclined), but right there were the words "Air Fliter". So I took that out and it looked like a mouse had set up house in there as I found bits of acorn shells. I cleaned that out and hit it with the air hose for a good ten minutes.
The tractor now runs as cool as I felt after accomplishing something that is commonplace and a no brainer for most others. What can I say I spent twenty years looking at contracts and a computer screen.
Now for the
"nightmare in the making". On Friday I heard some noise down on the town road, so I wandered down to take a peek from a distance to see what was happening. Well it turns out it was the RE Agent and she was about to take a couple on a tour of the 84 acre piece of property that is still for sale across the road. My fingers were crossed that they were not one part of a gun club that would come in an lay waste to all gods creatures. and make my efforts all for not.
Fast forward to Saturday and I was working on the tiller and had the Kubota idling when some heavily tattooed guy walks up next to me. I almost leaped out of my skin. Certainly not something I was ever expecting and I never even heard their mini-van over the Kubota engine. As it turns out it was the couple who looked at the property the day before, and they wanted to get the skinny on the area from me. The guy was a retired Police Officer who moved upstate 20 years ago. He quickly asked about the deer hunting and conveyed that he had several kids and 10 grand children.
Turns out my fear of a gun club moving in across the road might not have been so bad when compared to this guy. This guy heads up his own deer hunting club. He and his wife turned out to very nice people, so only time will tell what happens.