This morning Heath and I got up and had a bowl of cereal.
Wow that is huge.
Anyhow. We watched Cars and goofed off till his Speech therapy. Once that was done we got outside.
For some reason he had no interest in the new Suburban. So I turned my attention to the tractor winch. The mailman pulled up and delivered my cigars. I offered him one and he declined.
I have decided the tractor to be named the Rescue Ranger, or Ranger for short. After installing the new solenoid exactly like the old one I discovered it still only went one direction. After some head scratching I came inside to do some research. Heath helped by climbing on my head.
I finally found a thread on Pirate4x4 that was about a Harbor Freight winch. What I was missing was the fact that there were only 2 terminals on the winch. So to reverse it you had to reverse polarity. My choices were to buy two more Ford solenoids and run 4 total. That would have been a lot of crap hanging off the back of the tractor. I found a reversing solenoid for $20 and ordered it. I can put it in a waterproof box and have a neat install.
I looked at the old Superwinch that I pulled off the Ranger and discovered it was the same way, only two terminals. I hooked it up to my jump box and it works both directions. Since the Superwinch is the better machine I will put it back on and probably mount the little HF winch under the toolbox of Christine to help loading it.
Then I moved some stuff around and then parked the new Suburban next to the tent. It sounded terrible but it drove under its own power.
Heath still had no interest in the truck. I unhooked the battery and called it good.
We then turned our attention to the growing pile of cardboard in the burn barrel. I twas wet but with a little help it finally lit up. I cut up Heaths old crib and put it in too. The crib was at the point of being unsafe for use so it needed to go.
(Yes that is my air hose touching the burn barrel. I saw it and moved it before it could melt.
I smoked a Java mint cigar. It was good.
The guy behind us was out and trying to corral his chickens. He was standing by my fence so I walked down to see if they were over on my side. They weren't, but I did arrange a play date for Heath and his twins. Poor Heath only has me to play with and I am not that much fun.
After that I pulled my chair up next to the burn barrel and sat a while.
Heath tried his hand at climbing a tree. Then he spent some quality time with the hand winch on the little trailer.
Once the fire burned down we came in.
It was fun.
Edited by UncleWillie, February 05, 2016 - 04:59 PM.