Walking by the old tractor I noticed the inner tube poking though the tire. I said to myself - "Self!" I said, " that is not good". - or something of a similar non profanic nature.
The first part this project is to get a new tire. I asked what I thought was a reasonable query at the local tire shop, by starting cheap: if they had any used tires. I got laughed at.
I did find a place (small town Alberta for the win!) that was able to order a new tire without laughing but there were a few comments of "WOW is that old and obsolete!
Needless to say it was a bit of a wait for it to arrive. Maybe they had to find someone old enough to know how to find the mold in the back storage.
I was able to siphon the calcium cloride out of the old tire and stored it in 2 cleaned garbage cans. Covered it up and hoped for the best that curiosity wouldn't kill one of the Shop Cats. They fortunately are wise to my ways and played safe.
Changing the tire was just like the professionals do it but with more blood, sweat, tears and swear words. I've seen it done, and with the right tools- its easi-er. Pretty sure a tire tube is not supposed to rust to the inside of the rim, but I guess since it's likely the original at 70+ years it chose to do what it wanted.
An old fuel pump worked very well to put the calcium cloride back in the tire.
Now that I have a spanky new tire on my Cockshutt30 with its electronic ignition and electronic fuel injection it was absolutely necessary to use it before its old and dried out. We dragged Grandpa's old TumbleBug (earth mover) out of retirement and put it to work.
The black dirt was used to level out low spots in the yard that showed themselves now we have had two or three wet summers, the wife is not to enthusiastic about tip toeing around the water holes on the way to the greenhouse in the morning.
Then we started getting picky, deciding we needed some clay to level out the driveway to the shop door. Slowly but surely we got the job done.
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