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Written by Wauneta Breeze   
Thursday, 24 September 2015 20:48

“I need your help,” my hubby shouted from the front door.

Mowing is his chore and typically the only question he has for me is do I care to ride to the dump with him. I’ve never learned to operate his rider as it’s his baby. Frankly, I think it brings out the farmer in him from his growing-up years. Despite the time factor, I can imagine the gratification felt from the immediate visual improvement.

Grass clippings hadn’t been emptied from the trailer from the prior mowing and rather than empty the trailer twice, Russ chose to double the load and save a trip. Such plan found him getting stuck in the grass pile that was too deep. No problem. I was glad to help. What shall I do?

He proceeded to have me get on the mower and told me to steer it off the trailer when he pushed.

Wait! Give me some instructions. You see. This special tractor doesn’t have a steering wheel and I wasn’t born knowing how to operate the double handle steering system. Again, I expected a simple how-to lesson before he started pushing. It was obviously second nature for him and evidently he thought I had a clue. I indeed didn’t.

Yikes! Emotion soared as his first heave found me moving down the ramp at a rapid pace. Correction. It wasn’t one ramp but two ramps, one for each tire. And the tires were very definitely not directed in the right way.

“Aeeeaahhhh!! What do I do?” I screamed as I was headed catty wampus off the trailer, hoping the tractor didn’t tip over before landing. It was a rough ride indeed as I bounced forward, thankfully landing on all four wheels at what seemed like a pretty fast pace.

Thankfully no one was driving by because I had no opportunity to look both ways before darting out into the street.

Picture this. Russ was chasing me. Right now, the situation makes me laugh but humor was absolutely not the emotion at hand. I’m wondering if he was more concerned about the safety of me or his mower. Wait. It wasn’t about making such choices. He just wanted the scene to end. We both did.

las, he made a leap forward to slip the mower out of gear which brought us to a halt. Holy moly!! What was probably a matter of seconds seemed like eternity and my heart continued to race! I’ve since learned that safety features would have found me stopping if I’d have just let go of everything. Coulda shoulda woulda.

Seriously. All drama could have been avoided with a few simple instructions. I’ve backed a trailer down the dock and loaded and unloaded a boat with only children on board. I’ve hooked up trailers and once pulled a parade float with a sensitive throttle tractor. I just can’t go full speed ahead without a clue of what to do.

That isn’t any different than getting something new and trying to tackle using it without reading the instructions. A computer, a kitchen gadget, an appliance, yard tools, vehicles and definitely mowers. Sometimes we just assume we can figure it out when tips could really prove beneficial and offer much much safer results.

I’ve wondered if there were any onlookers who saw our mower escapade. What a show. I guess I’ll just count my blessings that no harm was done.

LORI PANKONIN is co-publisher of Johnson Publications newspapers in Imperial, Wauneta and Grant, and part-owner of the Holyoke Enterprise in Holyoke, Colo. E-mail: This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it

Last Updated on Thursday, 24 September 2015 20:49