I’m not saying I married my husband because he’s a mechanic, I’m just saying it’s come in handy. A lot. The DR power mower that we bought used many years ago has lived a hard, rough-and-tumble life on the farm. Oil changes, sometimes, chain lubes, I’m better with. But the amount of things that simply break… surely can’t be my fault.
When we first moved in, we rented a billy goat bush hog from Home Depot, and let’s just say I’m glad we bought the insurance. something about a stick stuck in the belt system, I’ve blocked out the rest. After renting the machine for a couple of times, it was clear one needed to live here.
Craigslist should require an adult to log me in and supervise my transactions. Same for marketplace. That is how we found ourselves traveling a couple hours from the house to view a walk behind bushhog of my very own.
The seller was a mechanic by training, my husband is a mechanic, they spoke in their own language for a bit that sounded like well oiled gears turning, and soon the monster was on its way home with us. I’ve cleared a lot of the same land time and again with DR, and it gets easier every time, the trees a bit smaller, the stumps a bit more friable. But, it has come at a dear price that the mower had to pay. Here, I proudly (or not so much) present a photographic journey of just a few of our “events.”
I cannot in good conscience recommend the DR Power brand, but I can say, they are easy to work on. But even for all the hell and back trips we’ve taken together, I wouldn’t give it up. Except, maybe for one with power steering.
Sourwood Hill 