August 30, 2010
Our recent county fair sort of drove the point home that we're still not one of the Clallam masses. We've had folks look at us a little funny when they hear we don't own a tractor. We're getting the feeling that to really be considered a local (or one of them) one has to own one. It doesn't matter if you ever drive it, but tinkering with it is apparently a must. I've tried to explain that I have driven one before in my youth, but with no photographic proof they think I'm just desperate.
To really get some of the old-timers here to talk to you, the older the wheels the better. This one won't do, as it's just too gray.
Maybe if we started with a real rough one and tinkered from the ground up we'd get some respect?
It's too bad that our tastes really run more to this:
