I've lost count of how many push boxes and grader wings we've fubar'd LOL
My favorite V plow is an old 1940s era surplus plow that we've rebuilt many times. You can look at the shape and curves to it and you realize it's a very efficient design. I always figured the old plows were better designed to overcome the lack of horsepower and traction back in the day.
I've had many new plows that wouldn't hold a candle to the old ones.
Yep I agree, but today it ain't about not taking out a transmission or engine, losing traction or anything about longevity,,, It's all about how fast and how much,,, them skid steers after that first year were all put on tracks by Thanksgiving, and stayed that way till spring!
That freakin almighty dollar. If you couldn't open them up faster,,,, "without tearing up the lot's" someone else was doing it next year. Those pictures were from about 15 years ago, today it's all been upgraded and revamped to meet that need.
We had one idiot that was our competitor, try and take one big complex from us by purchasing a blower from an airport. a bigger unit than our L60 loader, used it on a lot that had other businesses on an elevated property beside the one huge lot he used it on. Was interrupted before the lot was done, seems some cars a phone booth and the McDonalds on that adjoining property had damage from chunks of ice and other debris. We got that account the following year!
moving huge amounts of snow, completely, and fast, brings on new challenges when it comes with well manicured demands becoming a top priority,,,, those lots were ice free and to bare payvment by 9AM most days, unless it was still coming down, or well below zero with no sun.
It's a different world working for limpwrist's, they didn't just want it opened up, they wanted it spotless. We couldn't use salt, our spreaders and home fabricated applicators' put down chit that wouldn't hurt the pavement or plantlife, all crap I didn't have to deal with. I only had to design it to day a particular job, and keep it working.
My plowing days quit when I left some air head sitting stuck on about a 2' high 6' wide wind row! they would start about 5AM cutting across my huge open lot to avoid three traffic lights and miss an innersection, to come out at the back end of the lot I cleaned onto another road. It's a bitch at after plowing 2 or so hours, and have a lot about done, trying to watch mirrors, and running foreword and reverse, pushing to all one end, in a 2 1/2 ton winch truck with two tulsa winches behind the cab and a 14' flatbed, with collapsed boom poles 20' long folded over the headache rack, AND KEEP ANOTHER EYE OPEN FOR AZZHOLES flying catty corner from behind you to hit your wind row scattering it through their tracks, without spilling the coffee they just got leaving that McDonalds mentioned above, and expecting you to stop for them when they pop into your view!
Well I got sick of it one morning, in heavy sloppy snow, still coming down, making it more aggravating having to get out and clean mirrors and glass even wiping headlights clear now and then, and decided it was time to teach em a lesson! I seen it coming and sped up, knowing it was going to be close to a wreck if we timed it right, I stayed with it just long enough, that they had to try and stop, a 10' blade full of wet snow is a brake in itself and makes for quick stopping when you want to. She hit her brakes just before I did, that was her demise, she slowed enough and tried to speed back up, but heavy snow turns to ice when your following deep tracks in wet snow made by others, and didn't have enough speed by the time she hit the wind row to get through it. I was laughing my ass off, my first moment of pleasure setting there with her in my headlights, at 5AM in a snowstorm, like deer in headlights!
I finally got out and walked up to her to get her knowing now that she was taught a lesson about interfering with emergency vehicles, but believe me, you can't teach stupid! Obvious as she rolled her window down and bitterly shouted at me, "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU HAD TO SEE ME",,,, That was the wrong thing to say! I said mam, did you see those two flashing yellow lights on the top of that truck? Her response was, "WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH SEEING ME". That's when I flew off the handle and said"LADY, THEY MEAN ONE THING, i AM ONE DANGEROUS S.O.B. STAY THE HELL AWAY. I got back in my truck, lifted the blade, and went around back to open up truck docks.
She must of set there for about ab hour, because thats when my boss came around and stopped and ask me why I left that woman stranded out front, she said you almost hit her! I guess he didn't like what I said about hell freezing over, because that was when I was retired to maintenance only. kinda handy really, low stress, get em all on the road by 2AM, seldom have a road call, once in a while open the overhead and deal with an issue and enjoy some company, and send them on the way. But not once after that did I have to deal with one self centered irresponsible thoughtless idiot, like big cities spawn by the thousands!
The Lord certainly moves in mysterious ways!!!
