When I was younger, as I've mentioned before, I had osteoporosis. Today, I didn't have to deal with any stupid equipment operators or even stupider field supervisors! It was just me, and the machine, as God intended.Ĭlick to expand.It is also my lucky day and lucky number because at this point, any time I don't end up in the hospital on a Friday 13th is lucky. Now, I bet you're thinking: 'But Bandit, how is this your lucky day?' This thing took SEVENTY FIVE GALLONS of hydraulic oil, all carried up in buckets. Today, I brought a couple of 5-gallon buckets of hydraulic oil, thinking that would be enough. I added what I had in the work truck, but that wasn't enough. So after I installed it yesterday, it was low on oil. That bundle of snakes is what controls all of the motions on the machine. Well, this is where I had to install it (you can't even see the area I had to run it through in this picture.) Now, I'm sure some of y'all are thinking 'What's the big deal, Bandit?' It's just a hose. It took four pry-bars, and a couple of pairs of Vise-Grips to get it into position. It's about 5 feet long, and weighs about twenty pounds, and was an absolute beast to wrestle into position. For the record, it is the hose that powers the motor that rotates the cab. An excavator blew out a hydraulic hose, and I was assigned to the job.
