I knew it as I was headed down the hill into my woods. 3"-4" of snow, on top of about a 1" thick base of solid ice. I was thinking about it, but naaaaaaah. I'd be good. Well, surer than poop, coming out of the woods (I have a 10 acre plot here) cause I was to lazy to walk the wood stove soot cans into the woods, she started to spin. I worked on her for about 3 hours yesterday, with 5 trips back and forth to my Town's DPW for sand, and it wasn't pretty. Poor girl had to spend the night outside, in the cold, stuck...
I slept horrible with that sinking feeling that she was going to have to sit there until the spring thaw. Anywho, went back out to her first thing this morning, and I had 7 buckets of sand to put towards the cause. Didn't even need the sand. The cold weather last night must of set the snow pack on top of the ice. I feathered the foot pedal, with the diff lock on, and she CREPT up the hill towards her heated house. I was so elated that I topped her off with fuel and a non gelling additive. So, no more woods until the Spring Thaw...
I slept horrible with that sinking feeling that she was going to have to sit there until the spring thaw. Anywho, went back out to her first thing this morning, and I had 7 buckets of sand to put towards the cause. Didn't even need the sand. The cold weather last night must of set the snow pack on top of the ice. I feathered the foot pedal, with the diff lock on, and she CREPT up the hill towards her heated house. I was so elated that I topped her off with fuel and a non gelling additive. So, no more woods until the Spring Thaw...
