So Long

Backhoe Phase

So that was it; twenty, twenty five years on and off  running a machine . Every night coming home smelling of diesel and grease. (beer and G and T’s occasionally)

The closest I ever came to killing somebody was when I was clearing land for Hugh MacDonald. Sitting in the cab you have to keep track of onlookers. All that metal swinging around could make a real mess out of a person. The most common danger point was when I dug wells. People are drawn to the edge of the hole to watch the bucket do it’s work. More than once I had to gently nudge people away from the swing zone. One little twitch of the control and you could send a client into the next dimension. Bad for business. I was pushing a tree onto the burn pile. Hugh had gone out of sight. He was working by hand on the other side of the fire. The top of the tree came over the pile and gave him a mighty whack. Next thing I know there’s Hugh , covered in blood, crawling up the side of the machine trying to get my attention. When he got to emergency it was discovered he had a burst spleen. He came out alright, he lived. Phew!

Years ago I was doing a job for a private contractor burying a water pipe across the road. I had been running the backhoe for about 4 years. When the job was finished he looked at me with genuine sympathy and said “You’re kind of new at this job aren’t you?” Ego deflation. There’s an old saying ‘It takes seven years to learn a skill and two lifetimes to master it’. I kept that in mind as the backhoe years rolled on.

Recently I got to climb in the saddle again working on the new clinic.  I carried a camera again, this time a digital.

That’s it. No more backhoe stories. (Actually, lots more, but lets give it a rest).

5 thoughts on “So Long”

  1. Bob, I have to say, I’m kind of sad to see this series end. It’s been great to read all the stories through your photos and cartoon ads.

    I feel like when you finish a book that you’ve loved and you’re sad it’s over.

    Thanks for sharing all these. They’ve been a real gem.


  2. Thanks for the wonderful series.

    Regarding one of your comments “for a while we were running two backhoes”, and your obvious love for those times, I would suggest that you might still be addicted to two backhoes. A nicotine patch might work.

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