You know you're "tractor desperate" when you're out at 12:30 AM midnight on Christmas moving snow.
It was Christmas Eve, and rather than going to bed at 12:00 AM after getting home from a late night family get-together, the appeal of night snow removal was just too appealing not to embrace upon. I'm not sure why, but there is some certain
allure to switching the headlights on and moving snow at night with your tractor; perhaps an apogee in the hobby of GT ownership? Anyway, yes, to answer the obvious, snow would still be there the next morning, but, we don't always get a decent snowfall in the lowlands every year so taking advantage - every minute - of this ripe opportunity was absolutely crucial here- even if that meant delaying Santa's arrival to the neighborhood a few more minutes.
So, as in typical motorcycle pre-ride fashion, I fired up the engine to let it run for a bit while I put on my layers, I then pulled the headlight switch, and eased out into the backyard. With the Eaton 12 whirring away and my headlights shining into the glistening snowfall, I told myself "get a grip, Austen,you've been waiting for this very moment for years but contain yourself!"; first things first, we must do the obligatory unscientific traction test to determine our snow travel capabilities. An inclined driveway should do the trick. After starting from a stop on the incline in reverse, I found it to have respectable traction, better yet, easy to modulate which you cannot always do so well with a gear-driven unit. For example, when the tires would start to break traction and you'd feel the "thumpty-thump-thump" (pun intended) on either side from each tire lug starting to let go, I would ease back on the Treadle-Pedal and they would usually start to hook up again with some diligence. I sort of felt like I was "walking the machine" each time I would do this. I couldn't help but think what an advantageous attribute; time for another pat on the hood for Bolens tractor capabilities and design functionality.
After a half-hour of some night-time snow removal pleasure, it occurred to me that it might best to put the whirring Eaton 12 to bed to not deter Santa away for too much longer. Luckily for him, I have no such way of getting the tractor on the roof to clear snow there *too!* so to his benefit, he could surely still glide across the roof easily.
Normally, if there is any sleep that one loses Christmas Eve night it would be due to impatience from wondering what's going to be under the tree the next morning.
Well, that excitement and curiosity switched to the anticipation of snow removal I'd have with the Bolens the next morning! Instead of opening the window shades every two minutes looking for that light in the sky, I was crossing my fingers for more snow fall so that my previous clearing of snow would "need" to be redone once again in the morning.
Edited by Austen, December 28, 2017 - 04:09 AM.