alright,who the?

OK,let me see everybodys hands. Somebody's been messing with my manure spreader. I used this Gehl 250 spreader with a T-bar apron all winter without much trouble. When it warmed up and turned everything to liquid,I hooked on to the Meyer V-Max type spreader. Tuesday,I started cleaning barns and hooked back on to the Gehl. Right off the bat,if not every first load,then every second load,the apron would jump one link on one side. If I didn't loosen it up,jump it back and re tighten it,it would jump another link on the next load then slip off the front idler. I fooled with it all afternoon Tuesday,getting filthy about every load,adjusting everything 6 ways from Sunday and no luck. Yesterday,I changed one paddle that had been bent and straightened,thought it might be twisted and riding up. Still no fix. Thought I had it last night. Worked til almost dark rebuilding one shoe where the apron rides back up into the frame.Figured a paddle was catching. Second load this morning,it jumped again.
Out of pure frustrated desperation,I started counting links. Sure enough,one spot in the chain,there was 5 links on one side,6 on the other. For the life of me I don't remember having it apart. Something must have been wrong last time I used it because there was a small pile of manure in the garden where I unhooked it and I remember letting it run to clean out,but can't remember what I had to fix. Obviously the chain must have come apart and I lost a link in the road or the field,but I don't remember it. Guess I'm one more day closer to needing a trained chimp follow along to make sure I can find my way home. I can't imagine anybody being clever enough or wanting to get that dirty as a practical joke!

Sure thing,,,,, another letter headed to Dear Abby,,,, I feel sorry for you

Geez,if I've forgot where that is nobody's told me yet. Maybe everybody's just being kind.
Or they haven't found the place where I THINK it is yet!

Check fer Gnome tracks,now that it's warmer they're out in force.They live just below the surface and generally hang around broken soil,w/nothin but thier lil orange pointy hats stickin up....Seem to like potholes and such too.

Hey, Bud, I have enough faith in you that you will find it. If you choose to fly there, make sure the air traffic controller is awake. Back in "65, this Airborne trooper had one jump out of there, when it was called Washington National, but back then, landing was up to me. Always had more aircraft take-offs than landings!

Early April fools joke?

Vito

If it was,I wasn't amused,getting crap clear to the elbows every load.
Maybe a salesman was supposed to drive in and try to sell me a new spreader while I was working on it. By this morning,it wouldn't have taken much of a sales talk.

Did you ever notice that it never breaks down when it's empty?

I did not touch your spreader. LOL I worked at one dealership that had a guy thet kept track of everything he spent or did. He tracked every tank of gas in his car. So me and some of the other guys working there would put an extra gallon of gas in his car for a week or two. Then when he started bragging about his "better" milage we would take out a gallon that week. We did that for almost a year before he figured it out. Gas was only 69 cents a gallon.

It always seemed like the apron chain would break on Sunday morning. It was a big improvement went we got a barrel/chain spreader.