I am back at work. It is 40 degrees and raining. I have a student who wants to work. I do not want to work.
The plan today was to trim branches on the wellness trail. This is a mile trail that circles some farmland owned by the college that is completely not utilized for anything relevant to the college. Not a lot of vision at the college. Unless it involves short pants arseholes in the wine industry or diversity and inclusion virtue signaling.
Our dear leader (who is a great guy) is still vacationing in Dubai and posting photos on facebook. This is amusing for several reasons one of which I will mention here. This is Oregon and while Oregon is now California lite, it still has a bit of it's old Hippie character. Oregon has always been about "sustainability." Over the top gratuitous wealth is amusing but not really appreciated. People pretend to be regular folks. Like the governor who thought he was clever by wearing jeans and gave us Kate Brown. Especially amongst the smug libtard classes. The sip wine with their little fingers out and they wear honest to goodness real Pendleton or Woolrich and perhaps a Filson, But, you know it is because they spend so much time out of doors.
So the Prez of the college is partying in the conspicuous consumption capital of the world and the we are freezing cold back here in Oregon. Humor is being had at his expense. Oh well. He ain't from around here!
Just the same, I am not real thrilled about picking up wet branches in the rain, and we cleaned the greenhouse yesterday. So I thought we would drive down to the creek in the Mule and check out the flooding. I got stuck.
I got out again.
I said those famous last words. "We will just get a run at it!"
I buried it.
So I strung out my Harbor Freight $40 winch that has saved many a stranded mower. Pulled it off the spool. Could have just got the tractor right then but I didn't want to walk. Restrung winch.
Found a tree and started pulling. Pulled the spool off the winch. But, it was enough to get a better run at it and we got out.
Spent rest of the day rebuilding the winch.
It was a good day...
Posts
Filson struck a nerve. I always wanted some Filson clothing but when I'm working I tend to rip and tear and spill oil and lubricants. Filson gear lasts forever but at a point 'forever' is not all that long so I make due. I have a Harbor Freight winch that has been sitting in the box for a decade. It was supposed to go on the ATV. Every eleven years I need a winch.
ReplyDeleteI can remember at least one time I could have used a winch on the old Honda trike. Not having one and being too lazy to walk back to the yard, I used the fence wire stretcher and a handy piece of barbed wire to extricate the trike.
ReplyDelete