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Just in from a great adventure in my Attex. I finished the initial build on my Wild Wolf almost 4 years ago, and she has never let me down.... McCoy named her old reliable at Busco a couple years back after a miserable night pulling big Argo's out of a mud pit at 3 am. I have limped the machine home on as few as 4 axles and 3 wheel drive, but always made it home or back to camp... My fleet consists of 10 machines currently, but if I am headed out alone, the Wolf is always my choice.
Work has been rough lately... actually terrible... a month and a half sense my last day off, and not much fun in that time. Missed the spring Busco ride for the second year in a row and have hardly sat in a machine sense October. Decided to take "Old Reliable" for a spin tonight.
After 35 minutes of the local trails (which I am bored with) and well into darkness, I decided to blaze some new trails of my own. The land I ride on was clear cut a few years back for timber and is pretty well grown up with saplings. (it gets cut every 30 years, so I don't feel bad bashing trails)Typically I can knock them down and create a new trail at will. I try to knock down a new section of trail every time I ride, but the local quad guys aren't much help. After running over all my personal trails to keep the vegatition down, I set about blazing tonight's new trail. About 20 minutes into the task, I ran the wolf straight up a decent sized pine tree and rolled it over backward. (I swear the tree jumped in front of me).... The roll cage did it's job and I rolled out of the machine unhurt, but didn't get it shut off before the top end of the engine filled with oil.
Feet on the ground... get the machine upright as quick as possible... try the key... hydro locked... damn!
Grab the tool bag and flashlight only to find I don't have the right size socket to pull the plugs. After waiting 20 min to see if she would drain back down with no luck, I manage to get the plugs out by grabbing the very top with channel locks. crank the engine to blow the oil out of the cylinders, blow oil off the plugs and reinstall the front one... engine fires ( A briggs will run on one hole). shut it off and install the second... won't refire. pull the front one again and clean it... go to
pull the rear plug again and it shatters. CRAP! Front plug back in, engine fires... guess we are limping home on one cylinder. Needless to say, by this point I was a bit dis-combulated... took me about 20 min to find the main trail while limping under 1/2 power and still having to beat down saplings...
Another one in the books for old reliable, and I am glad... would have been a long (7 mile) walk home. Tomorrow I will have a look to see what sort of damage I did to the engine!
Work has been rough lately... actually terrible... a month and a half sense my last day off, and not much fun in that time. Missed the spring Busco ride for the second year in a row and have hardly sat in a machine sense October. Decided to take "Old Reliable" for a spin tonight.
After 35 minutes of the local trails (which I am bored with) and well into darkness, I decided to blaze some new trails of my own. The land I ride on was clear cut a few years back for timber and is pretty well grown up with saplings. (it gets cut every 30 years, so I don't feel bad bashing trails)Typically I can knock them down and create a new trail at will. I try to knock down a new section of trail every time I ride, but the local quad guys aren't much help. After running over all my personal trails to keep the vegatition down, I set about blazing tonight's new trail. About 20 minutes into the task, I ran the wolf straight up a decent sized pine tree and rolled it over backward. (I swear the tree jumped in front of me).... The roll cage did it's job and I rolled out of the machine unhurt, but didn't get it shut off before the top end of the engine filled with oil.
Feet on the ground... get the machine upright as quick as possible... try the key... hydro locked... damn!
Grab the tool bag and flashlight only to find I don't have the right size socket to pull the plugs. After waiting 20 min to see if she would drain back down with no luck, I manage to get the plugs out by grabbing the very top with channel locks. crank the engine to blow the oil out of the cylinders, blow oil off the plugs and reinstall the front one... engine fires ( A briggs will run on one hole). shut it off and install the second... won't refire. pull the front one again and clean it... go to
pull the rear plug again and it shatters. CRAP! Front plug back in, engine fires... guess we are limping home on one cylinder. Needless to say, by this point I was a bit dis-combulated... took me about 20 min to find the main trail while limping under 1/2 power and still having to beat down saplings...
Another one in the books for old reliable, and I am glad... would have been a long (7 mile) walk home. Tomorrow I will have a look to see what sort of damage I did to the engine!
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