Several years ago I attempted the drive back home to a warm fire after a long day at work.
It was winter time and snow had been piling up all day. It was also Friday so I picked up a six pack and a rental movie.
About � mile from home I buried the old pickup in a snow drift.
Not a problem, I would walk home quickly, start the old M-Farm-all, gather up the wife for assistance and dig out the �stuck� pickup. With the Farm-All chained up, Front-end loader at the ready and a not-so ambitious wife, we ventured down the trail to the pickup (wife standing on the draw bar). With a couple of quick scoops I would have that pickup free from the snow drift. Did I mention I broke a hydraulic line in the process and drained all the oil onto the snow? Whew! Looked like somebody butchered a hog, red hydraulic oil everywhere. Front end loader hits the ground and tractor cannot move.
Not a problem. With a less than enthusiastic wife, we made the � mile walk back to the house. Boy it was sure warm standing by that fire but DANG! I forgot my six pack and rental movie.
I fired up the old �Rupp� snow machine and headed once again into the storm to retrieve my �bootie�. It was rather dark by now so I carried a flashlight in one hand and other hand on the throttle. (No headlights). I retrieved my six pack and movie, placing all six cans in the pockets of my cover-alls. It was snowing rather hard by now, quite dark and flashlight losing power. That�s OK, I could make my way back blind folded. If it were daylight I would call it a complete whiteout��.but it was dark?
Made a wrong turn somewhere along the line and I bailed off a 12 ft. cliff! WOW, that really hurt when my knees caught the steering bar on my way over them. Steering bar broke cleanly from the machine leaving me writhing in pain, in a raging blizzard at night � mile from home! With absolutely no steering capability I walked and crawled back home with 3 full cans and a rental movie.
