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Stuck in the mud/snow/creek tales
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Mike D.    Posted 02-17-2003 at 08:18:32       [Reply]  [No Email]
We are indoors today. Lots of snow here. Went out to cut another load of stove wood on Friday. Got our old 4x4 Suburban hung in a boggy spot. Trailer full of wood. We unhooked the trailer. Friend brought his Ford 600 over to snatch me out. Ford got hung. Nother neighbor talked me into hooking on to his old Wagoneer. He nearly got hung. Got dark. Took the battery out of the work truck, got the Oliver 1850 running. Pulled the whole shootin match out in the first tug. Had the tractor in direct/2nd. Wanted to do this firstoff, but had good friends willing to help and they didn't have the faith the old diesel would ever fire.

Bet ya'll have some good ones too-


Jim in Michigan    Posted 02-18-2003 at 19:33:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
I have stuck a lot of things, last one I think was a Farmall Super C with a side delivery rake on it, was heading from one field into the other and had to cross a ditch (read that as big gully) well it was soft,, all that was showing was the steering wheel and seat on the tractor,,,Jim


Taylor Lambert    Posted 02-17-2003 at 22:48:33       [Reply]  [No Email]
I m a heavy machinery operator and over the years learning lessons of how to get unstuck by yourself is a good lesson to learn. My first big job away from my dad and older brother's skilled eyes I was working in Alabama and new to pushing shot rock. My freind Jerry was in the excavator digging a hole and i was on a TD15 Dresser pushing boulders in the hole while the trickloader oerator was helping me wit hthe bigger rocks. Well I was backing p in some tall grass and noticed it was wet then i heard te draded scrape of a big rock hung under the belly pan Not enough traction to pull myself of it. Well the loader operator wasnt ver rght and gets behind me and sinks. I Jerry drum the dresser out and it took both of us to get the loader unstuck. Because th e flat belly pans draw a vacuum. The same job i learn to be a crane operator and a laborer takes the bakchoe and digs a ldege atthe bottom of the ramp where im suppoosed to walk the 80 ton crane up everyday. Its almost quitin time i drive my truck down to the river to get the crane up and i see the ledge i tried to walk the machine up it but A crane is weak as noodle soup. It just slip and and scooped it out even more. Pluss by now its coming a TyphoonHuricanado and the cran has to be out. I drive back to the office no one is there so i get the little backhoe that dug the ledge and tried to put more dirt in the hole and tried it again no luck. I go back up the road to the office and get THe trackloader and the 2biggest cables i could find. I dug the ramp out at a shallower angle only to find a rock i couldnt move so irebuilt the ramp more to one side but still couldnt climb it. Now its gettin pretty dark and i rreturn with our big 300 Komatsu excavtor i hook the cables to the crane and then hok them to the bucket on my excavator. I bputthe crane in gear and throttled it up and stepped off the catwalk and ran to my hoe. I backed the hoe up and took out the slack and crowded the boom in and the old American crane inched up to solid footing. I had to catch the crane and stow it for the night i was covered in clay mud cable grease and sweat and got home. The next morning the plce where the crane origanally was has washed out into the Tennesees river. I am glad i stayed and got it out because the following monday my boss gave me a 4 dollar and hour raise.


Mike    Posted 02-18-2003 at 06:10:43       [Reply]  [No Email]
Bet you slept well that night. Glad to read that your boss recognized the effort you made to save the bacon. Good story, thanks for sharing it.
I can see you chasing down the crane after you shut down the trackhoe.

Ever fire up a D7 (oil bath clutch) and think it was in neutral. Then come back and find it a few feet away from where it started up? That is worrisome.


Taylor Lambert    Posted 02-18-2003 at 14:54:06       [Reply]  [No Email]
I walked down to the river and took a good bath before i got back in my truck lol. Needless to say i dodnt shovel out my tracks that night.
Well really the crane was chasin me lol i hated pulling on it because i had this terrible vision of that 125 foot boom fallin on my new 330 000 dollar Komatsu lol. THe company didnt have an onsite mechanic so i took care of all that work on 7 peices of machinery and a few auxhialry peices and such. Folks kidded me about it but when i work for a company that treats me right i ll work 110 percent. Ive been stuck so many times in the learning process over ther years on machinery that dad and other operators have shown me theres a trick to gettin every machine unstuck. Last week a freight truck got hung in town the trailer landing gear that hung in the groun and the local police and a couple of wreckers tried for 2 hours to get it loose. My brother and i showed them that they hadnt stowed the landing gear in the mighest postion we retracted the gear and it let the truck get enough traction to back out. Take Care Taylor Lambert


Mike D.    Posted 02-18-2003 at 16:26:13       [Reply]  [No Email]
Taylor, you are my kind of guy. I been stuck so much that folks swear I set up a mailbox every time I plant something in the mud. Look in the photo gallery under 'bad pond day'. Thats me bein a fool in a hurry. Can't learn a damb thing if you don't own up...

Take care of yourself. Thanks for sharing that story. I got a friend that needs cheerin up and I'm printing these stories out and taken them to him to read. He'll like all of them.


Taylor Lambert    Posted 02-17-2003 at 22:46:48       [Reply]  [No Email]
I m a heavy machinery operator and over the years learning lessons of how to get unstuck by yourself is a good lesson to learn. My first big job away from my dad and older brother's skilled eyes I was working in Alabama and new to pushing shot rock. My freind Jerry was in the excavator digging a hole and i was on a TD15 Dresser pushing boulders in the hole while the trickloader oerator was helping me wit hthe bigger rocks. Well I was backing p in some tall grass and noticed it was wet then i heard te draded scrape of a big rock hung under the belly pan Not enough traction to pull myself of it. Well the loader operator wasnt ver rght and gets behind me and sinks. I Jerry drum the dresser out and it took both of us to get the loader unstuck. Because th e flat belly pans draw a vacuum. The same job i learn to be a crane operator and a laborer takes the bakchoe and digs a ldege atthe bottom of the ramp where im suppoosed to walk the 80 ton crane up everyday. Its almost quitin time i drive my truck down to the river to get the crane up and i see the ledge i tried to walk the machine up it but A crane is weak as noodle soup. It just slip and and scooped it out even more. Pluss by now its coming a TyphoonHuricanado and the cran has to be out. I drive back to the office no one is there so i get the little backhoe that dug the ledge and tried to put more dirt in the hole and tried it again no luck. I go back up the road to the office and get THe trackloader and the 2biggest cables i could find. I dug the ramp out at a shallower angle only to find a rock i couldnt move so irebuilt the ramp more to one side but still couldnt climb it. Now its gettin pretty dark and i rreturn with our big 300 Komatsu excavtor i hook the cables to the crane and then hok them to the bucket on my excavator. I bputthe crane in gear and throttled it up and stepped off the catwalk and ran to my hoe. I backed the hoe up and took out the slack and crowded the boom in and the old American crane inched up to solid footing. I had to catch the crane and stow it for the night i was covered in clay mud cable grease and sweat and got home. The next morning the plce where the crane origanally was has washed out into the Tennesees river. I am glad i stayed and got it out because the following monday my boss gave me a 4 dollar and hour raise.


Lazy Al    Posted 02-17-2003 at 16:53:27       [Reply]  [No Email]
I have a 20' chunk of 1" nylon rope with a loop at each end . When I pull some out of the ditch or snow I just hook up leave a little slack and drive away let the rope stop me .
that will pop a guy right out .Could'nt believe how well it worked the first time I seen it work no jerking like a chain or cable .
Al


Mike    Posted 02-17-2003 at 19:33:58       [Reply]  [No Email]
I've seen those straps used, but don't have any experience with them myself. The one I saw was 2" wide and 75' long. Stowed away easy. I have always wondered about them. We have a braided 1 1/4" anchor rope that came with an anchor I bought years ago. It used to be a tire swing until a dumptruck caught it with the bed. It never broke, but we lost the limb the swing was on.

Are the loops braided into your 1" rope? I'd like to give that a try sometime. Lord knows I'll get stuck again. Thanks Al.


Lazy Al    Posted 02-18-2003 at 04:45:49       [Reply]  [No Email]
Nope .It's just like a three strand hay rope .
Got it at Farm Bureau Store . I had to small of chains and hooks on the ends but one broke once and it snaped back . Pretty scary .
Al


steve II JD4000    Posted 02-17-2003 at 16:08:53       [Reply]  [Send Email]

hello, need BIG HAND HELP? call me over.. if you are't too far..


That don't look like a John Deere.    Posted 02-17-2003 at 19:41:57       [Reply]  [No Email]
Bet it runs like a CAT. A V8 CAT.


funny    Posted 02-17-2003 at 19:53:58       [Reply]  [No Email]
yeah I know that's why it's for sale.


rhudson    Posted 02-17-2003 at 11:47:04       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Once got a 1972 triumph gt6 stuck on a bed mattress. no alcah involved. going down a road with a muddy crossing. car would back up but not go forward through the mud. up on the hill was an old house. i was hoping to get a couple of old doors to bridge the mud, but all i found was an old mattress. i placed it in the middle of the muddy spot and got a running start. the mattress rolled up under the engine and lifted the front wheels off the ground. it was all very tragic for a teenager trying to impress a new girlfriend, but the farmer that had to pull us out had a a story he could share at the local country store that night. that was a looong time ago, i hardly ever get stuck now. well atleast not on a mattress,,,,,,,,at least not in a gt6,,,,i'd better go now....


Mike D.    Posted 02-17-2003 at 15:22:11       [Reply]  [No Email]
RHudson,
You are a good soul to share this story. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Whew, that is a hoot. Nice hearin from you. Mike


Old Sarge    Posted 02-17-2003 at 09:43:15       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Reminds me opf a certain hunting trip in '65 up on the Kenai Peninsula of Alaska.

Buddy of mine, Al Davis, and I had a long week end starting on Friday. We hadn't got our moose for the winter yet so he gets the brain storm. Let's go down on the Kenai, on the old burn area. We can follow the pipeline in. OK. Early Friday morning everything but the kitchen sink is loaded up in my old Jeep FC-170, black and white, and away we go. Stop for lunch. "Anybody hasving any luck down on the pipeline?" Yeah lots of animals coming out of there.

We turn off the paved road and start overland, dirt road(?) to the pipeline. We're travelling at a pretty good clip till we come to a low spot. I stop and look at this small lake bout 200 ft. across. "I don't like the looks of that".
Al sez "Aw somebody else went across, look at the tire tracks". Put her in 4WD, lock up the hubs, and pour the rods to her. Got about 20 ft and ther bopttom fell out. We had water running in the doors. Climb out and view the situation, well get out the "Handyman jack" and go to work. Big problem the jack wouldn't lift, it just sank in the mud. Get the chain saw out and find a large pine stump, bout 2 ft across, cut a slasb bout 16" long, put it under the jack and watch it slowly disappear into the mud. This is about 2 in the afternoon. Finally after about 4 or 5 of these we see that side of the truck start to lift. Hey we're gonna get it out. Now get something under the wheel. It sinks too. Jack it up again, nother chunk under ther wheel, it too dissappears. Finally we decide top build a platform under the truck. Start cutting trees. It got dark and had started raining. Get the tewnt out and set up on a piece of high ground.

Saturday we spent the whole day jacking and shoving logs under the heap. Finally about dark it's clear setting on a courderoy road. Let'sw wait till daylite gtill we try it. OK.

Sunday morning we're drinking coffee, truck is running to warm up and we figure it's time to try it. I climb in stick it in high range reverse cause I ain't evenn getting off the gas till I'm on semi dry land. Well logs flew everywhere but it came out. Pulled up to our camp and started loading up. We hear a clanking noise and look down the trail. Lo and behold an Amphibian known as a Weasel (M-29) that the Army had fior years came rattling up, PULLING A LOADED TRAILER.
Thanks Buddy. Tire tracks Huh.

We're soaked to the skin, muddy, tired, dirty, and decide to go home empty handed. Get back to the highway and start North, over Silver Tip Pass, hit the fklats bordering Cook Inlet. We're now only 40 miles from home, travelling a swampy area on the right when Al hollers Hold It, There's a bull. I pull over and stop, he bails out, rifle in hand looking at this big bull. "I can get him from here" Sez he. I start ta say "Don't sh BAM." Down he goes. Everybody is stopping and looking. I said "Al, look where he is. Water 1/2 mile wide, no telling how deep, and it's over a mile that way and further the other. How are we gonbna get him out of there???" No waders, so off we go with the pack boards. By now it is well past noon. We don't dare leave the meat laying there cause too many people saw us shoot it, and my Jeep was the only one in the Anchorage area like it. Almost midnite before we got the last piece loaded, and started home.

I'm hanging meat in the garage alone, Al went to make coffee. Finally getr done and as I'm walking up to his door I see him sitting at the kitchen table. I go in and he's remiving the scope iff his rifle. Sez he "If I can't get them over iron, it's too fur ta pack it". NEVER again did he hunt with a scope.


Made me tired just reading it..    Posted 02-17-2003 at 10:10:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
A bit envious too. Sounds like some raw country. A black & white forward cab? I would have thought Anchorage would have had two of them. Thanks Old Sarge. I liked reading that he took off the optics. Hindsight is 20/20! Mike


Old Sarge    Posted 02-17-2003 at 10:17:56       [Reply]  [No Email]
There was but two were Red/White and belonged to the brothers that owned the big Mobile home dealership. The Blue/white belonged to Frank Larkin up in Eagle River. He built a big box for hauling his sled dogs on it.


Mike    Posted 02-17-2003 at 19:49:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
Sure enjoyed your story. I sent a copy of it to a friend that is down ill. He said it cheered him up a lot. Thanks again Sarge.


Salmoneye    Posted 02-17-2003 at 08:50:34       [Reply]  [Send Email]
The 'best' one was before we were married...Had just gotten new 10.5x31 tires on the Toyota PU and we decided to go 'wheelin'...Broke all the rules...Went with just the wife...No other vehicles...No food...No water...No chain, come-along, saws, etc...Ended up 3 miles in on a 5 1/2 mile snow mobile loop on state land...Buried that rig at a 45 degree angle in an underground stream...Ended up hiking our butts out...Ran into a bear on the way out...Got picked up once we were back to the 'road' (which in reality is a dirt track with grass down the middle)...A nice old gent drove us around the mountain and back to our camp in the pouring rain in the dark...Waited for us to make a call at a payphone even...Called my Wifes's sister and had them come the next day with about 100 foot of chain and 2 come-alongs...Hiked back in the next day...broke a 2-ton come-along...cut boughs and small trees to jam under the tires...still could not do anything but drag that sucker through the mud an inch at a time...Then we heard a dog...Around the bend behind us came 20 people on Mountain Bikes and a golden retriever...As they were already covered in mud, they offered to see if they could hepl push LOL...that didn't work either...Finally they all lifted on one side of the Toy at a time and we were able to place branches and boughs directly under the tires...With one last good shove, we were able to spin that sucker up out of the mud and onto 'dry' ground...I swear it was the encouragement from that Golden that got us unstuck...

Since that time I have learned NOT to go alone (yeah...right ;-)...When I do...I take everything I could possibly need...and then some...I have gotten my rig out from some amazing places alone since then, that make that mudhole look like a decent road...


* many hands make light work?    Posted 02-17-2003 at 08:58:48       [Reply]  [No Email]
Hey Sam&I,
I got a chuckle out of that one. Those 20 folks came to you 'pre-mudded'! Ain't it a great feeling when you get unstuck? Mike


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