A couple weekends ago when we went to Oklahoma to help my twin brother remove some trees from around his trailer house so he can move it off his property, my brother also had to move something else. A really ugly car. For some reason my brother thought it would make a great car to restore, what his reasoning was I have no idea. So let’s put it this way–I was uber excited when his friend called saying he was ready to haul it away.
I may have jumped for joy!
Personally, I have no idea why someone would love a 1988 Chrysler Conquest over a 1969 Oldsmobile Cutlass.
But the bigger question at the time was how in the world we were going to move the Conquest which had flat tires. Well, when you’re a redneck why you only need one major piece of equipment:
A riding lawnmower.
That’s right folks–I mean if the riding lawnmower is already out because you’re using it to haul away large logs from the tree you just cut down, then why not use it to haul away an almost 3000 pound car? Right?
Riiiiight.
First, lets see if the riding lawnmower has enough power to do the job.
(Steering it so the wheels would go on the ramp.)
That was fun.
Now to actually pull the 1980s nightmare of a sports car.
Almost there…
Craaaaap!!!
Well at least we were having some fun! (Especially me after I took these pictures!)
And then you try again, because if at first you don’t succeed…
Try,
Try,
Try,
Try again.
And git her done!
Redneck.
PS: Thank goodness we’re not identical twins.
My twin brother in Oklahoma is getting a new to him home soon. They are in the process of selling and moving their trailer house and moving an older (but new to them) stick built home onto their property. The home needs a lot of repairs, but before they can even begin to tackle that they had to cut several trees down so they could move the trailer off their property and the stick built home onto their property.
All in 100 F degree heat.
As you can imagine, not the easiest task ever. My husband decided that he’d help my brother, so we drove the four-and-a-half hours to his house in Oklahoma (which somehow took us five-and-a-half hours because of some stupid construction south of Marietta on Interstate 35–take note). We arrived at his place around 10:30 pm, went to bed, and then woke up around 6:30 am to begin cutting the largest tree in his yard down. Which was really hard for me to do considering I just spent two days volunteering at my son’s cub scout day camp also in 100 F degree weather with high humidity.
Here’s my husband surveying the very large and old maple tree that he’s got to take down. If you guessed that’s an extension cord he’s using for a rope, well you’re right.
They don’t call him MacGyver for nothing.
One tree down…now we’ve got to haul it all to the back of my brother’s property. So, I gathered up my kids and after much pleading and prodding we finally got everything to the back. I even got to drive a lawn mower filled with logs in the trailer for the first time! My husband didn’t think I could do it, but I proved him wrong.
And that my friends is how you fell a tree: One chainsaw, one electrical cord, and a little redneck improvising.
