I can attest to that, owned a Racking Mule and she out preformedevery horse against her and was far smarter.
Phil, I am going to have deliver that 14″ cast iron frying pan by truck, can’t get up to your place soon…
A little early, but not for Wally World and Target…
Nothing better, your truck, your dog…
7 thoughts on “Old Truck Tuesday”
On that yellow restored Shell-branded truck – what was the term for that kind of windshield that could open out to allow cooling air to get into the cab?
Old-Timers Disease, can’t remember squat…………..
Pop out ventilation?
I think it was called a safari windshield.
The Mack ad, #9, looks to be a copy of the French made Latil truck. Latil made tens of thousands of these during WW1, and made them in every configuration you can imagine and then some. The radiator was mounted on the firewall. 4WD models were common, and some were even made with caterpillar tracks on each spindle. Engines were around 35hp, but they were geared so low it didn’t matter.
All great love the dog, remember those types of tailgates.
The B&W icicle pic; the angle, the height….someone put some effort into that shot. Or, maybe not. I’m puzzled by what the photographer had to do to get the shot.
My grandfather had a mule.
He hated that thing.
Preferred Morgans.
On that yellow restored Shell-branded truck – what was the term for that kind of windshield that could open out to allow cooling air to get into the cab?
Old-Timers Disease, can’t remember squat…………..
Pop out ventilation?
I think it was called a safari windshield.
The Mack ad, #9, looks to be a copy of the French made Latil truck. Latil made tens of thousands of these during WW1, and made them in every configuration you can imagine and then some. The radiator was mounted on the firewall. 4WD models were common, and some were even made with caterpillar tracks on each spindle. Engines were around 35hp, but they were geared so low it didn’t matter.
All great love the dog, remember those types of tailgates.
The B&W icicle pic; the angle, the height….someone put some effort into that shot. Or, maybe not. I’m puzzled by what the photographer had to do to get the shot.
My grandfather had a mule.
He hated that thing.
Preferred Morgans.
Leigh
Whitehall, NY