Alan

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Looks like the Showman is about to pinch Norm's plough in photo 11.

No horizontal cranks, but there are a few vertical crank 8 & 11 hp engines in scrap Westwood tractors among the Bolens Stash. Not sure if the carbs / air filters would be suitable for a horizontal engine but if so, could remove and send. Maybe others will know.

Yes, definitely a weird thingy. The tractor looks OK though.

Another load went today. We can see a LOT more of the barn floor now. Philip and brother in law Terry moved the two lathes out of the barn. The Raglan has now gone to a new home with a fly press press for company. I missed the Raglan being moved due to being busy elsewhere on site. The other lathe, make unknown, although it looks a bit like a Myford, is now in a more accessible spot. Rusty, but like the Raglan, various area's have cleaned up better than expected. Philip managed to start the International B450 hoping to reverse it out of the barn but found the clutch was stuck. Hardly surprising after about 40 years of rest. Clouds of smoke and fumes which had us all making a rapid exit until it cleared A few photo's of the days excitement.

The idea being when it's plugged in to the stop/run circuit will be in run mode.. So if the plug is attached to the driver and the driver get thrown off for some reason, the plug get pulled and the engine stops Ian, I think you meant to say that if the driver SELF EJECTS in SHEAR TERROR via his inbuilt REAR END propulsion system, then the plug gets pulled stopping the engine.

No tines yet Chris. Looked in a few more likely places but no luck. A few more to dig into though.

Good to meet you Andrew. Another face matched to a name. Shame though that you only had a piddly little car, otherwise we would have sent you on your way with a lot more goodie's.

While at John's again today, I decided to inspect the crushed caravan hoping I wouldn't find another squatter. No strange noise's from the interior this time, but a very strong horrible smell drifting out from the door. Wondering if our last unwanted visitor had murdered a fellow squatter and that we might have a decomposing body to deal with, we rang 999. We were told not to touch anything and that the South of England's top forensic expert would be sent ASAP. He arrived faster than ASAP and I just had time for a photo before he disappeared into the depth's of the caravan. He emerged a short while later and reported that the only dead body's he could find were those of spiders and bugs which had probably been trodden on by our previous squatter, and that the smell was most likely from the damp and mouldy cushions, books, furniture and car seats which had been stored in the caravan for years. The leaking roof did not help. He also said that he had discovered something else buried behind the furniture. When asked what it was we were told that we would have to wait until a full forensic examination had been made, and that a report would be made on MoM possibly by Thursday. So, if any members are interested, keep looking. Alan.

Happy Birthday Richard. How many candles on the cake. ? Never mind.

Much better off nice and cosy in a partly crushed caravan, covered in dust, bugs, BIG spiders and being watched by - - - - - - something.

It's not RED and it's not a SPRINTER, but still big enough for Iain and Malcolm to return to Norfolk with another load of goodie's. Although he tried to resist ( but not very hard ) Iain hoped he wouldn't get into too much trouble with his boss when she saw his latest load. He also spotted more useful junk, I mean more useful project material, which means another return trip when the boss cools off. Malcolm had more self control and only went home with the Atlas Shaper, his reason for the visit. Well, OK. A few more bits too. Thanks to both, and Mr Showman too, for helping to dump lots more scrap into the skip. A big help to John and I. Alan

I'll second that. A lot of John's stash suffered from the weather, although covered up initially.

slf-uk, on 16 Jul 2015 - 9:54 PM, said: I've made an adapter thingy to power the air horns from one of the rear tyres... Be better if you made an adapter to plug into the drivers rear end. The faster "Why Not" went, the louder the air horns. The downside is that the pipework would need clearing of liquid manure after every run. Worth a thought though.

No badge Chris, but a few Wheelhorse stickers over the RED paint will convince Iain and Andrew that it's NOT a Bolens.

A very similar one dragged out of it's burial ground yesterday. Same gear lever arrangement, footrests, exhaust, hood. 8 hp engine on this one. The front and rear wheels are the same diameter although with different tires. Turned on it's side to remove the remains of the cutting deck. The exhaust can be clearly seen. Track rod broken.

How dare you talk about our Chris like that. Anyway, he only has two legs, not the usual eight. On second thoughts, at the speed he shot out of the caravan when we mentioned tea, maybe he did have more than two. And he likes Red.

Yes, the digger is handy. Mainly used now for shifting things around. It will be one of the last items to go.

Red Bolens What Red Bolens. ?

Not Bolens, but part of the stash. Chris and I extracted this Atlas Shaper from the back of the barn today. for the help Chris. Easier than expected with a bit of thought and forward planning. It gave Chris the opportunity to try out his re engined Raider 12 too, especially when removing the last two Westwoods from their burial ground. They fought back, but the Raider won. Who needs a Bolens when a Horse will do, said Chris.

Winch now sold. Thanks Neil.

I agree. John and I were relieved when we finally sent him packing.

While at John's today, digging out more of the Bolen Stash, we heard a noise from an old caravan which had been partly crushed by a tree brought down in a storm a few years ago. This caravan had been used to store furniture etc and was almost full and very difficult to see inside due to being covered with undergrowth. After calling and getting no answer I took a few random flash photo's, not being able to see much at all, and managed to get a ( not too clear ) picture of the culprit. The only way we could get this person to emerge, threats to call the police etc had no effect, was to offer him a cup of tea. This did the trick and he was out instantly, covered with cobwebs and probably bugs too. Asked how he got here, guessing he was an illegal immigrant, he said he had stowed away in a red sprinter van which has been seen nearby on a few occasions recently. We eventually sent him on his way, but he threatened to return saying that he liked exploring at John's, even though all of the red stuff has gone.

Happy Birthday Nigel. I expect having a drive on "Why Not" caused you to age rapidly.

R.I.P. Sandy.