ATV Mud Bog Ride ReportIt was kinda crappy yesterday, but then the sun came out and dried
things up enough that I felt like giving my favorite ATV a little
beating after sitting all winter. I fired the Kubota diesel beast up
- which sprang to life after only a second or two of cranking with the
familiar kitten-like purr of a pound of bolts being shaken in a coffee
can. I let it idle for a minute as I checked to make sure nothing was
falling off. The e-brake took an extra kick to pop loose, but
everything else looked and sounded good. I slid it into 3rd and
popped the clutch a couple of times just to make sure it was still
working OK. It was, and that was the last time I touched the clutch
for the day. I re-engaged the shuttle shift and started to back up,
but I got bored after travelling about 5 feet, dropped the shift lever
down into 5th, throttled up to WFO and I was off to do some damage in
the yard. I first laid waste to a dirtpile in my back yard with a
couple quick swipes of the 'hoe. I then proceeded to attempt to grade
out an adjacent area with the bucket, but found my trials-tire tread
quickly packed in mud with all 4 tires spinning. I kept at it, but
inside of 5 minutes the entire area was converted into a sloppy mud
bog, plus I accidently backed into my smallest yard utility trailer
and crushed it with the rear boom - I hate when that happens. I
decided to wait until a bit more moisture is out of the ground to fix
up the mess in the yard, but I also felt I should give the drivetrain
a little bit more of a workout, so I slipped the machine into 6th and
ran WFO, tossing 7.3MPH roost across the turf until I cleared the
grass, then bumped up into 8th for a blistering 11.4MPH run down the
road for a couple hundred yards, then back to the storage tent. I
love my ATV.
Meanwhile, my son and his friend were in the process of trashing my
garage while building a skateboard ramp, so I ambushed them with a
barrage of snowballs. They attempted to retaliate, but I hauled ass
up to the deck (dodging snowballs the whole way), ending up standing
confidently next to my wife, who was hanging out soaking up the sun.
See, if one of the boys tossed an errant 'ball, missed me and hit her,
they'd be a couple of dead men walking (of which they are well aware),
so I was safe. Brilliant!
JayC