Welcome back my friend to the show that never ends.
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Carn Evil #somethingorothernumber
Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Karn Evil 9, from the album “Brain Salad Surgery”. That was one of the albums I played the shit out of, in high school. I still know most of the lyrics.
We don’t know what happened to numbers 1 through 8.
#9 took care of #1 thru #8. Don’t ask.
Same with The Beatles’ Revolution #9.
Sense any theme here??
No, but I’m getting mighty suspicious of Love Potion #9. Cloud 9 ain’t looking all innocent either.
Yeah, I want that one. Yes that one you know the red one with the stake bed.
There is two of them with stake beds, which one?
Second one
no 9 Crazy Water Box Factory Mineral Wells Tx. photo taken in 1942, still in business making Christmas present wrapping boxes.
#1 – I had that ’69 Dodge A-100 Van when I was in High School in 1974. Paid $500 for it, 150,000 Miles already on it. Slant-6 and ‘Three on the Tree’ Trans with badly-worn Shifting Linkages… kept a big Crescent Wrench for when (not If) the Trans got jammed between 2 & 3 and had to crawl under it and re-align the Levers. Had to Re-Wire the Electrics from the Battery to… Everything, all Corroded and falling apart. Got rid of it a Year later, offered to Pay the Junkyard to take it, but they gave me $200 because the Slant-6 was still valuable.
I had a ’68. I paid $800 for it to use for work. The exhaust manifold on that engine would always crack. I kept two spares, intake and exhaust manifolds. I still remember the valve sequence. e-i-e-i-e-i-i-e-i-e-i-e
Finally, I had to swap engines. She still ran even though the pushrods had just over one inch of play. Sounded like a can of marbles but didn’t make smoke. Sold her to a painter for $1,800 plus paint my shed.
My first truck was a F-100 long bed, 3 on the tree with granny gear. I bought her for a cord of wood. I put in a ‘new’ engine for $100 and a six pack. She’d climb a tree. 292 (I think) with the cross over exhaust. My first employee ever cracked the rear axle when he fell into a ditch at night loaded with 3 cords of green rounds. The radiator was a sieve, good for 25 miles between fill ups. The brakes … what brakes? Down shift and pulling the parking brake was how you stopped. Of course, there was judicious coasting up to the stop sign from a half mile back.
Deputies and police knew the truck. She was their white whale. I played many a game of cat and mouse with them. Got caught once. I thought the occifer would run out of ink before he got done writing up the fix it tickets. But he was cool and let me go with a smile. I guess so he could tell his buddies that he caught me. Wasn’t even registered. I think I never registered that truck in the 5 yrs or so I had her.
I sold her to some mezziecans for $400.
Trucks are a measure of a man’s life. I may not remember what I was doing on so and so day in what year. But ask me about a truck I had and I can say where I was and what I was doing at any time.
I’d take that ’65 F100.
Leigh
Whitehall, NY
#3 is wrong. 1967 models had the small window, carried over from the previous models. They went to big rear windshields in 1968.
#4, 1st year twin I suspension. ’65 F100. Pretty simple (with money) to get that truck peppy and nimble… relatively speaking.
there are a few older trucks around here by barns and such. but when you ask if they for sale, the price they want is unreal ?
one guy had a 69 chevy C10 pickup that belong to his uncle. sat inside a barn for years. he wants 30 grand for it (????) paint is GONE. does have a 350 engine and 4 speed though. but 30 grand for a project truck ?
and the seat is shot- mice city big time from the look of it.
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Welcome back my friend to the show that never ends.
We’re so glad you could attend! Come inside, come inside.
Carn Evil #somethingorothernumber
Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Karn Evil 9, from the album “Brain Salad Surgery”. That was one of the albums I played the shit out of, in high school. I still know most of the lyrics.
We don’t know what happened to numbers 1 through 8.
#9 took care of #1 thru #8. Don’t ask.
Same with The Beatles’ Revolution #9.
Sense any theme here??
No, but I’m getting mighty suspicious of Love Potion #9. Cloud 9 ain’t looking all innocent either.
Yeah, I want that one. Yes that one you know the red one with the stake bed.
There is two of them with stake beds, which one?
Second one
no 9 Crazy Water Box Factory Mineral Wells Tx. photo taken in 1942, still in business making Christmas present wrapping boxes.
#1 – I had that ’69 Dodge A-100 Van when I was in High School in 1974. Paid $500 for it, 150,000 Miles already on it. Slant-6 and ‘Three on the Tree’ Trans with badly-worn Shifting Linkages… kept a big Crescent Wrench for when (not If) the Trans got jammed between 2 & 3 and had to crawl under it and re-align the Levers. Had to Re-Wire the Electrics from the Battery to… Everything, all Corroded and falling apart. Got rid of it a Year later, offered to Pay the Junkyard to take it, but they gave me $200 because the Slant-6 was still valuable.
I had a ’68. I paid $800 for it to use for work. The exhaust manifold on that engine would always crack. I kept two spares, intake and exhaust manifolds. I still remember the valve sequence. e-i-e-i-e-i-i-e-i-e-i-e
Finally, I had to swap engines. She still ran even though the pushrods had just over one inch of play. Sounded like a can of marbles but didn’t make smoke. Sold her to a painter for $1,800 plus paint my shed.
My first truck was a F-100 long bed, 3 on the tree with granny gear. I bought her for a cord of wood. I put in a ‘new’ engine for $100 and a six pack. She’d climb a tree. 292 (I think) with the cross over exhaust. My first employee ever cracked the rear axle when he fell into a ditch at night loaded with 3 cords of green rounds. The radiator was a sieve, good for 25 miles between fill ups. The brakes … what brakes? Down shift and pulling the parking brake was how you stopped. Of course, there was judicious coasting up to the stop sign from a half mile back.
Deputies and police knew the truck. She was their white whale. I played many a game of cat and mouse with them. Got caught once. I thought the occifer would run out of ink before he got done writing up the fix it tickets. But he was cool and let me go with a smile. I guess so he could tell his buddies that he caught me. Wasn’t even registered. I think I never registered that truck in the 5 yrs or so I had her.
I sold her to some mezziecans for $400.
Trucks are a measure of a man’s life. I may not remember what I was doing on so and so day in what year. But ask me about a truck I had and I can say where I was and what I was doing at any time.
I’d take that ’65 F100.
Leigh
Whitehall, NY
#3 is wrong. 1967 models had the small window, carried over from the previous models. They went to big rear windshields in 1968.
#4, 1st year twin I suspension. ’65 F100. Pretty simple (with money) to get that truck peppy and nimble… relatively speaking.
there are a few older trucks around here by barns and such. but when you ask if they for sale, the price they want is unreal ?
one guy had a 69 chevy C10 pickup that belong to his uncle. sat inside a barn for years. he wants 30 grand for it (????) paint is GONE. does have a 350 engine and 4 speed though. but 30 grand for a project truck ?
and the seat is shot- mice city big time from the look of it.