Barrman
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I am a Boy Scout leader. We had a campout last weekend. The Scouts have gotten used to me driving the M715, M35 A2 or M35 Gasser to the meetings and camping in either the back of a M35 or in a M105 trailer. They actually like it because I don't waste time seting up my tent and can help them instead.
The ones that care have all stopped and stared the Garwood and asked questions. We have had so much rain around here that for the first time in many years, the ground is actually saturated. One of the Scouts had a basketball game Friday and was going to be brought out late at night by his dad to the camp.
The 5 or 6 vehicles already in camp plus the Whistler had torn up the field we were camping in pretty good. The dad bringing his late son had tried to follow the trail and gotten his Suburban stuck. Since it was late, they just went to sleep instead of waking us up.
We found them Saturday morning with the 2wd street tires sunk to the rims. Some of the boys tried pushing the truck to no effect. I walked the 200 yards back to camp and fired up the M35A2. To not make the lane worse and to get in positon, I drove around the 60 acre field slipping and slidding in 6x6 the entire way.
I pulled up to line winch up and 21 boys were wide eyed and talking about everytime I hit mud and started to bog down the smoke would turn really black, the tires would spin a little and the truck would keep going.
We unspooled the winch and I put my 11 year old Colton in the drivers seat to work the clutch. That impressed some of the older boys who only know how to use an automatic. Once hooked up, the engine didn't even lug when the winch pulled the Suburban and cargo trailer attached to it out of the mud. The boys thought it was great.
Then I had them unspool it out again so I could line up the cable on the drum. I asked a single boy to keep tension. I got 21 of them trying to pull the truck. They of course lost and thought it was halarious. I went back around the field to pull back in my camp spot when we were all done.
I got a lot of questions about the truck the rest of the day. I had fun with them that night demonstrating how the b/o tail lights let you tell distance. That took about an hour as they wanted to mark off how many feet they could actually distiquish 4,2 or 1 lights. None of them had the same eye sight, so they could never agree on a common change over point.
The ones that care have all stopped and stared the Garwood and asked questions. We have had so much rain around here that for the first time in many years, the ground is actually saturated. One of the Scouts had a basketball game Friday and was going to be brought out late at night by his dad to the camp.
The 5 or 6 vehicles already in camp plus the Whistler had torn up the field we were camping in pretty good. The dad bringing his late son had tried to follow the trail and gotten his Suburban stuck. Since it was late, they just went to sleep instead of waking us up.
We found them Saturday morning with the 2wd street tires sunk to the rims. Some of the boys tried pushing the truck to no effect. I walked the 200 yards back to camp and fired up the M35A2. To not make the lane worse and to get in positon, I drove around the 60 acre field slipping and slidding in 6x6 the entire way.
I pulled up to line winch up and 21 boys were wide eyed and talking about everytime I hit mud and started to bog down the smoke would turn really black, the tires would spin a little and the truck would keep going.
We unspooled the winch and I put my 11 year old Colton in the drivers seat to work the clutch. That impressed some of the older boys who only know how to use an automatic. Once hooked up, the engine didn't even lug when the winch pulled the Suburban and cargo trailer attached to it out of the mud. The boys thought it was great.
Then I had them unspool it out again so I could line up the cable on the drum. I asked a single boy to keep tension. I got 21 of them trying to pull the truck. They of course lost and thought it was halarious. I went back around the field to pull back in my camp spot when we were all done.
I got a lot of questions about the truck the rest of the day. I had fun with them that night demonstrating how the b/o tail lights let you tell distance. That took about an hour as they wanted to mark off how many feet they could actually distiquish 4,2 or 1 lights. None of them had the same eye sight, so they could never agree on a common change over point.
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