Had a visitor on the farm today. Name was Ron and my uncle told him about the antique farming equipment in the junkyard so he drove by to look at it, saw me and we started chatting.
Ron is a 60 year old farmer who recently got into raising horses to pull antique equipment in parades/shows.
Pulled up in a flat bed pickup with his dog on back who never left the entire time. Was rocking overalls, a cutoff flannel and a cowboy hat accented by a chew in his mouth.
Anyways I gave him a tour of our junkyard and he explained what every old piece of equipment was and how it was used.
I asked him if he lived around here and he said "So you know XYZ's old place? I'm right by them" I was like "nah, I just know letters and numbers from street signs" and he explained he lived about 5 miles NW of us.
Put him in touch with my dad and he might haul off some of the stuff.
10/10
(Sneaked a pic of Ron for the bbs)
