Four doors, 4 wheel drive, 8 foot deck ( that was the hardest to find) and no stupid computer mod cons. My crew calls it The Boat.
Shiny too. There was a lot of driving, the journey to the city, finding the truck, bringing it back home to be inspected then after the evening milking driving it all the way back to the dealers to sign all the papers and then driving it home.
And when I got home at 8.30 pm, there was my dinner waiting for me. Everyone was already in bed. But there was my dinner with my name on it and a smiley face, sitting alone on the bench in the clean and darkened kitchen with a napkin and a fork next to it and I was very touched at this little kindness.
I went out and locked up the chickens, shut the piglets doors (these nights are getting quite chilly) tucked Sheila in, then poured myself an apple cider and sat down to have with my solitary dinner.
I am now a co- owner, with The Matriarch, of a big shiny second hand truck (actually fourth hand) that is so big I need a running board to clamber up into it and none of the men at the dealers quite believed that I was the farmer and it was to be my truck until they saw that there was no man in attendance when we returned to buy it. So I ate my dinner and drank my cider and then my legs told me they were very tired and I went to bed.
I did not take Camera House truck shopping. But it was not a photographic journey.
I hope you have a good day
celi


40 responses to “A Big Shiny Truck”
The Boat and an act of kindness on a long, long day. Thunderstorms and rain up here this morning – good day for weeding once the lighting stops striking. 🙂
Anxious to see the Boat. Yeah maybe it should be called The Arc –since no doubt critters galore will be aboard often! Much luck, miss C
Yes, we will build a ramp so the pigs can load themselves – next on the list.. c
YAY! You did it!
Linda
sometimes one just has to buy a new to you truck! Congrats! and wasn’t that so nice to have your meal awaiting!
If you like that truck, I have a 1993 Winnibego that would make a good chicken coop! Congratulations on your new truck?
I am sure the chickens would be thrilled to have a holiday home of their very own!
VERY nice! And I am impressed, a running board even! heh heh… good stuff. I’m trying to imagine, in my mind’s eye, the actual overall size of this vehicle and she sounds like a beast! I’m thinking she must be at least 16 feet in length! Ha! Hope you don’t have to parallel park when you go into the feed store in town The vision of little tiny you taking over the control of The Boat is inspiring, to say the least. I hope she provides years of great service for you.
And having everyone in bed by 8:30? It’s perfect for you, to be able to find peaceful quietude after such a day but, man, that’s early to bed. Hope you have a great day too! ~ Mame 🙂
i believe she is 22 foot long – The Boat. And yes around here with no television, everyone is in bed reading early, I am always last up by a long shot.
Can’t live without a running board! Cheers for the new boat!
Of course. Every farm needs a boat. Boo and Ton probably think it is just for them!
Ton is dubious – being an old boy he has trouble jumping that high but BooBoo (after an initial MissJump is just pleased that it is a truck!
Although we haven’t seen her, The Matriarch sounds like a very generous mother-in-law, too, which is a blessing.
She holds the reins of the farmland so has posession of the families farm cheque book so we are grateful that she was happy to buy a truck for the farms and park it here for me. It is a blessing.
Hooray. Let’s have a parade
Safe and happy trucking to you!
I am so pleased that you have your new truck. As Esther said let’s have a parade . Much love, Your Gayle
Oh what the hell does a city gal know to say? – SO glad if the ‘Boat’ will be another of the ‘farmy cast’ and of real usefulness to you 🙂 !! From one who has never ever even been near a truck ‘kudos’ !!!!
Oh happy day!! And the thoughtfulness of that meal. That’s love.
Boat as in The Queen Mary? I love the idea of you alone in your enormous boat, lady farmer, lads not quite believing it. Yes, that is exactly as it should be. And I also love the lady farmer tucking her wee animals into bed for the night, having her cider, and sighing a sigh of contentment after a long leg aching day. You are my hero.