I loaded up the tractor and bushogand 3 ladderstands in the dark this morning. I found three likely spots to start out with on the a new property I just got. The new ladders are easy to carry! AND, I can walk them up the tree without anyone standing at the base to keep the legs from kickiing out. Cool. I didn't secure them but carried each in and leaned it up against the tree I wanted. I'll tie em in tomorrow.
I started bushogging the old skidder trails, trying to find a way thru from one side to the other. I get on the back side of the place and it starts raining. Hard. Next, I get the dang tractor stuck. High centered on a stump. I'm sitting there with all 4 wheels spinning in the air. Pouring rain and since I don't know where the truck is, I can't cut across so I have to walk all the way back out the path I just cut, go back to the house and get a come-a-long and a long rope. Go back, two gates each way, and carry all that stuff back in there cause I can't get the truck past the 1st clearing yet. The rope is a big yellow job that I don't even know where it came from but it looks strong. It's a stinkin mountain climbers rope! It STRETCHES! After two tries, and anyone who has ever used a come-a-long knows how much fun they are, I walk BACK to the truck where I realize I have two 15,000 lb racthet straps that I use to tie the tractor down on the trailer. I carry those two big boogers all the way back in, tie them together and after about an hour of pulling, I get the tractor loose. Keep in mind it's raining like a banshee the whole time. It hasn't rained here in 3 months!
I drive the tractor back and load it on the trailer with no problems. The road going out is red clay and it's like driving on snot. I still have my street tires on for the summer and with no traction, I'm sliding all over the place pulling that heavy ass tractor when I finally hit a spot where the front wheels just don't turn and I slide off the road. High centered the truck now. The tailgate ramps won't go down on the trailer cause they're too close to the ground. I'm pissed by now so I back the tractor off anyway and bend the **** out of one of my ramps. Hook the tractor to the truck and pull it back into the road, load the tractor back up on the trailer, which is a trick in itself cause the bent ramp is sticking up at a 20 degree angle. Tie the %&$^#% down again, everything is COVERED in the red clay mud. The bent ramp won't go up so I use the come-a-long to tie it up enough that it won't drag.I get back to the house and know that if I don't get all of that clay off before it dries it will be like concrete. So I'm standing in the yard with a water house in a downpour, washing the clay off of the tractor, then the trailer, then the truck.I'm cold, tired and hungry. Haven't eatin anything since 5:30 am...a bowl of raisnin bran. I come in here and turn on the computer and find that my friends have been playing around on the email all frekin day while I'm out there tryin to be a good bowhunter.Sheesh..........