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There's two kinds of dirtbikers, 1270. Them's that been down and them's that's goin' down. Glad to hear you're healing up on shedule.

What bike do you ride?
 
I've been good. Been working in an evil patch of blown down beetle killed woodPecker poles near Parshall at 8995 feet. Winter's coming.


You should come out during break up next spring with your bike. I'll show you around.
 
Kids are in school now so I think this past spring was the last of the long breakup trips. Next time I drive through I'll get in touch. I'd like to see more of that area.

Be safe in that blow down wood. Eyes on the bind
 
Wed: werk 10 hrs then pick up dump truck home at 7,

Thur: meet arborist climber dude so he can fill said truck with chips... after work... (probably home by 9), And I'll probably get roped into feeding said chipper...

Fri: deliver a load of rock in morning and pick up crummy, then home to make an attempt at filling the wood shed, then rebuild a cut off saw and finish frankenstiening the fuel tank for the welder, plus its date night with the war Dept... and return splitter to my parents...

Sat: meet my unkle 17 miles in the sticks and 60 mi from home to take a look at how the Hel I'm supposed to get his dozer from where its sat for 7 years back to his house, then back 45 miles the other direction for a company picnic for the straight job... maybe home around 10 if I don't get to drunk...

Sun: Somehow load said welder in the crummy and traipse on over to where the equipment trailer is parked and make an attempt to fix the stuff I broke trying haul 5' dia butt cutts on it... then if I'm lucky... load backhoe from said location and bring it home for some work around the neighborhood

So technically I have the weekend off from logging, technically...
 
So I got me one of them TS 400's well a couple of em, basket cases...

Anyway get one of em run'n (piston cylinder, bearings and seals) put it mostly back together and fire it up, all good... just need to attach the business end, its only 3 bolts...

several weeks go by...

Get that done, go to fire it up, spits on the first pull, which is an awesome sign considering I haven't even touched the carb yet. Second pull the pull rope gives up...
Thats ok I have a spare... spare don't work(stupid elasto start)... steal pull handle from some briggs thing (gypo yarder), pull the knot through several times... each time having to tear it apart rewind spring... finally just added a spare bolt to the knot. Then the spring decides it hates my guts... 1 hour later, after reshaping the end of the spring (twice) I think I finally got it to hold together... at least I started it and tried to light the yard on fire anyway...
 
Tree Farmer transfer case decides to drip oil directly on the brake drum. The brand new F/R shift shaft seal lasted exactly 79.3 hours. Result: no brakes. In the process of mashing the snot out of the pedal to try to get the well oiled brake shoes to hold I managed to pop a brake line or fitting. DOT 3 everywhere. Out comes the driveline, brake drum, slave cylinder and last 18" of brake line, I mean BREAK line. At least its still summer in my head even if the leaves are changing already. At least I'm not lying in an oily puddle at -35 or -45 degrees. Winter's comin'.
 
nah still have most of a beard... not sure if I'll ever have hair on my hands and fingers though...

Almost got the tank to take off like a rocket once, not sure how but it sounded cool! Shot flames like 4-5' and made an awesome wooshing noise...

For the record don't try any of this **** at home, I'm an underpaid non professional, that has spent entirely too much time in various emergency rooms...
 
Kinda like a fire in a barber shop?
yup

One of my cousins was welding something in the back of his dad's shop. everyone heard a bunch of banging, then silence. banging, crash, silence. Turned out he was welding on a gas tank set up on saw horses. the thing blew and fell off of the horses, so he just picks it up and starts in at it again. boom! on the floor. persistent rascal anyway.
 
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