I once 'deleted' a tractors injection pump's wire tabs and fiddled... overtaking became a thing of wonderous joy... (so long as you remembered you couldn't do naff all to the brakes)Doubt if you would have got past me in my Massey with a trailed mower on the back.
Even with a Cupra engine!
Tractor fun was ruined when they fitted brakes on the front, and tractors were permitted to go faster than 18mph.
Wos an Emmet?Tractor fun was ruined when they fitted brakes on the front, and tractors were permitted to go faster than 18mph.
Even an emmet can handle half an hour at 30 mph without chewing through the steering wheel.
Tourist, summer visitor, grockle, etc.
I don't think we have a word up here for that... other than KERCHING.
I have no idea of cost. But i would hope a conversion plate would cost less than a grand which is ball park figure for a set of head bolts to hold the head down with the increased boost of a TD5.
Emmets are actually liked in Kernow, for exactly that reason, they are a good earner.
Ditto... got one real close by who washes his car daily, clearly unbalanced.
Yeah, Avoncroft Cattle Breeders. It was fun. I had my one and only(thank god) near death experience there! Also a serious WTF? Epiphany too! One unforgettable moment was when we had the ministry vets there doing some test or something that involved geting all of the bulls out when one farted. It was high pitched and went on warbling for about ten seconds. We all started to laugh and then it started again. And kept going on for nearly a minute. Pitch going up and down and by the end none of us could talk. Almost on the floor in tears laughing! It makes you wonder at what pressure bovine stomachs operate at and how tight their arse valves are to maintain such a high pitched tone and then raise and lower it for nearly a minute!Very few ever overtook me. I made a special effort, swerving out a bit if necessary!
In Cornwall, we do it dreckly, and are a bit suspicious of people in a hurry.
Guessing that would be an AI centre? I seem to remember you mentioning it before.
Being an ex bull breeder, I am not all that keen on AI, it impacts on sales.
But I imagine that must have been interesting work.
DAILY????? I think people are unbalanced when they wash 'em weekly. I usually do mine annually just for Ian, my MOT man!
Cattle can make plenty of gas, that is for sure!
Reminds me of overdoing the bruised barley myself once... (gosh it was dry)
I think my single most scariest experience on four wheels was while sitting on the wheelarch inside the cab of a tractor with a mate driving towing about three tons of chopped logs for the gaffer. He decided to knock the tractor out of gear to go a bit faster down a hill. It had a couple of tight twists in it before opening out. I didn't see any problem, until we were up to about 30 mph and the brakes were having NO BLOODY AFFECT WHAT SO EVER to slowing us down. He did manage to ram, and i mean RAM it back into gear and the needle on the rev counter went off the scale. NO tractor engine should ever make the noise that that one did. I hate to think what revs it hit. It still kept going though. Afterwards we nearly wet ourselves with relief after not crashing through the hedges on the outside of the bends or hitting something head on!
Mine was when the steering bar front ball joint on my Fordson detached suddenly while on a steep slope.
Sorta similar, some idiot (me) never though to check if the brake pedals had been locked together...
Most boosted Td5's are still on their stock headbolts.
I'll agree with that! We heard that most people thought Ayrshires were the loopiest. We had one come in for a few months that had ripped his ring out of his nose at some point so he had no septum which meant he had to be handled using a bridle and head rope. I never worked him. I left that to the head stockman. He was paid extra, a lot more than me and as such didn't have the luxury of say SOD THAT, which i couldCattle can make plenty of gas, that is for sure!
I used to like working with the bulls, especially training them for shows.
But they are dangerous. Beef bulls not too bad, but dairy bulls are real killers, which is why you rarely see them on farms, only in AI centres.
If the chap wants to lead a bull without a ring, that is fine. Personally, I wouldn't. Unless it was a young bull calf less than six months.I'll agree with that! We heard that most people thought Ayrshires were the loopiest. We had one come in for a few months that had ripped his ring out of his nose at some point so he had no septum which meant he had to be handled using a bridle and head rope. I never worked him. I left that to the head stockman. He was paid extra, a lot more than me and as such didn't have the luxury of say SOD THAT, which i could
We also had one come in, Avondale Starligh Posch. Funny how some names stick...
He came in with TWO rings in his nose. One too big, you could almost pull it over his lower lip and one too small that was cutting into his flesh, which has become infected and was BLOODY SORE!
It was of no surprise that the owner and people who dropped him off said he was bloody loopy! He had to be sedated to get him into the lorry to us. The first thing our vet did was have both rings cut out to allow his nose to heal.
To catch him prior to mucking out we had to resort to climbing the dividing walls of the pens either side of his and trying to lassoo him. Have you ever tried to do that? John Wayne makes it look easy. For us lot it was two blokes on either wall and half an hour with Posch shooting us dirty looks every time we missed.
It did get easier though. But not for the reason you think. WE didn't get better but i think he took pity on us. After we kept at it and eventuall got a rope over his head we'd then throw the other end so someone could lean in through the manger and hook the end and then pull him in so we could tie the rope up. Then we could go in and carefully muck him out. After a few weeks if you threw the rope so it landed on his head he'd assume he was caught and would stick his head into the manger so someone outside could then put another rope around his neck and tie him up. Then after that if the rope landed on his neck or shoulders he'd give up and come in. Then if it landed on his back he'd do the same. It wasn't too long before you'd only have to open the manger door, throw one end into the pen and he'd come in. The awkward sod never did what every other bull would do though, which was just throw a scoop of food into the manger and they'd come in. He always insisted you throw a rope at him, or at least in his general direction!
We'd heard that he was a homicidal bull. Almost impossible to handle. We found him just nervous at first and after a couple of months was just fine. Easy in fact. It's amazing how animals act when you don't abuse/mistreat them!
We had a couple like that. Cofton Polyanther's Carter was one. A Jersey short arse of a bull. Soft as muck. Always up to the gate for a head scrath when you walked past. He went back home to his owner for a few months. One of our guys, the same guy who knocked the tractor out of gear went to collect him using our horse box. He turned up at the farm. Their chap pointed to Carter's pen and wandered off to get help saying he'd be back shortly. Our guy opened up the horse box, grabbed a head rope, went to Carter, put the rope on him over the door, opened it and lead him into the trailer. He'd got him tied up before the other guy turned up with a mate to help. When they saw Carter already in the trailer they went nuts! Calling our guy a stupid idiot and asking him if he'd got a deathwish or something. He said they were the stupid ones. Carter was like a puppy! They then told him that Carter had killed a cow and half demolished a brick pen and showed him. Judging by how he reacted when someone went into his pen with a fork or broom, we reckoned they'd been beating hime with either a long stick or broom. He was very nervous and you had to make sure he knew you were there before you walked into his pen. I remember walking in slowly talking to him to sweep up and i'd walked past him to the back of the pen and while talking to him watched him slowly pull back and break his ring. I exited quickly. It must have hurt like hell to just keep pulling back until the ring broke. After about six months though he was back to our 'old' Carter.
Another nutter was Percy. Can't remember his full name. He was a nutter. Just used to play up but one guy couldn't get near him. He was about 5 foot 4. Everyone else was around the six foot mark. We couldn't understand why we could handle him but not him. ANd then one day his owner turned up to see him. We took him outside and tied him to the exerciser for the owner to see. When Percy saw him he went nuts. He was short too...
I'd never call cattle dumb animals. Sheep yes, cattle no.
Ha ha, yeah. GOLDEN RULE at Avoncroft. If you lift the bar when off road, MAKE SURE YOU PUT IT BACK before you got out!
I only have experience with one Jersey. That was Carter and he hadn't got any.
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