Friday, July 13, 2018

Adding a receiver hitch to the skidder post

Found a twelve dollar receiver for a tow hitch at Mardens Discount a couple weeks ago, so I figured it might come in handy for the SKIDDER POST I built for the tractor in May .
So I brought the post back home and went at it with the angle grinder .
Cut out a two and a half inch section out of the bottom of the post .
And welded in the receiver .
My welds are nothing to write home about , but all in all not half bad for a hack .
Hit it with some rust converter and a can of orange spray paint I had on hand .
Ran it back up to Mom's and bolted it back on the three point hitch on the old Ford yesterday.
Looks spiffy , but beyond that , it will allow me to . . .
. . . build something like this next .
So that I can back right up to a log and lift it and chain it up without having to go through the trouble of digging under the log .

Saturday, July 7, 2018

We are carnivores . . .

. . . and we need to satisfy the primal urge .

The ingredients . . . the cut is inch and a quarter thick "chuck eye" with good marbling , far superior and more flavorful than any other . Dust it with Adobo.
The tool . . .  accept no substitute other than cast iron . A #10 Griswold at rip roaring full-tilt-boogie flame . Get your oven hot and broiler ready with the rack on its highest setting . Extractor hood on max setting .
Three to four minutes on one side , and then flip for another minute or two on the second side . Then in to the broiler for about five minutes .
That's what it looks like when it comes out
Remove steak and let rest for a couple minutes , meanwhile . . .
Throw a big chunk of butter in the pan
And a half cup of red wine . . .  de-glaze and reduce .
Pour over steak and serve with baked potato and salad .

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Time-warp

We went to a wedding yesterday .
 
Maria , my wife's niece , and Dominic , her long time sweetheart , were married .
Mia and her dad Gilles "walk down the isle", even I was a little overcome
Trouble is that when I think of Mia , it's that little nine year old girl with the long brown hair in this photo taken sixteen years ago at my wedding that comes to mind .
And these two pretty ladies . . .
 . . . are these two children  . . .  Mia's sister Abby , and cousin Kaylee . . . and for a jaded old cuss like me it's difficult to wrap my brain around this time-warp .
OK that's about as much soupiness as I can handle . .  Here is a photo of the background scenery . Tall ship booze cruises on Casco Bay . The center console powerboat that drove past just before the vows with the beer swilling crew hollering "RUN AWAY", made for some good laughs .
As this was one of the rare occasions when we are all together we did manage a family photo, though Gilles is missing as he went to find Abby for the official family portrait . The young fellow on the far left was not even born when we were married .The young man second from the right . . .
 is the little boy in the photo of the children at our wedding .
. . .  there that looks better without the riffraff  obstructing the view .
And our gift to the couple was some needle-point Annie had made .