So, we already had a great truck. A Ford 350 Diesel that hauled our little two horse bumper pull like a dream. It even trucked along great with the camper and the horse trailer, heading over mountain passes at just under the posted truck speed limit. It did a reasonable job hauling the massive RV down the road. Things were good, things were standard. But standard isn't really us.
Terry had been thinking of getting his dad's old farm truck to help around on the farm, which sounded great to us, but we figured would never actually come to fruition. Turns out, we were wrong. After a series of fortunate/unfortunate events, Terry ended up in Ohio with a motorcycle that needed a ride home. He talked his dad into selling him the truck and heading home. All we knew was that it was an old farm truck. We pictured smallish, rusty, a few dents.
Well, we got the rusty and dented part down, but it turns out that small was NOT a descriptor that fit the truck.
Well, we got the rusty and dented part down, but it turns out that small was NOT a descriptor that fit the truck.
And if that didn't give you an idea of scale, this should.
The new farm truck is a 1991 International mid-sized grain truck with a hydraulic dump bed. And yes, it is awesome. This truck will get plenty of use in the rural zone on gravel and hay runs and is already the envy of our neighbors. We feel a little more like part of the neighborhood with it sitting in the front lawn.
But that isn't the coolest part. The best part is that my parents will be retrofitting the truck and using it to haul their RV around the country. In the end, it should look something like this, except older and more rusty. And THAT is what will make us really rural.
But that isn't the coolest part. The best part is that my parents will be retrofitting the truck and using it to haul their RV around the country. In the end, it should look something like this, except older and more rusty. And THAT is what will make us really rural.
