This is not exactly the source of all the trouble, but it is the first manifestation.  It is my 1951 SuperC. I bought it over the Memorial day weekend in 2001, and spent the summer rebuilding the engine, brakes and a few odds and ends.  I put spark and gas back together on September 2 of that year, and she's been running ever since.

So, who'd have thought I'd need another tractor?  This one was too good to pass up. It's the Farmall BN that my great-grandfather bought new in 1947, and the tractor I learned to drive on.  Here, she is just arriving home on Eagle Mountain from Central Ohio, where my uncle was able to track her down for me. A little worse for wear, the fellow I bought her from had started to replace a wheel bearing and ran into some trouble.  She's been sitting out in a field for six years, one wheel shy (it's in the truck), going to rust.

This picture could more accurately be described as the true source of the trouble.  Though you can't see much of it in the photo, this is the same BN back in June of 1963, with the cultivators mounted on it. That's me at the ripe old age of 7, and my brother, Mik, in my lap. Not sure why he looked as big as me back then (he was 2 at the time and we called him Mikey), but he's a lot bigger now.

Lest I seem obsessed, and it may seem so from the titles of some of the links below, I do have a life outside of wrenching on tractors.  Come on in and look around.

Odds and Ends From The Tractor World
Mechanical Miscellany
News Release -- Killer Porcupine Attacks Truck

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