Mower Trouble

Growing coffee in Hawaii sounds like it is a life filled with beautiful
tropical greenery, sunny skies and ocean breezes. Those things
are all here but so are all the other aspects of daily life.
There are still bills to pay, work to do and broken things that need
fixing. Recently I've been spending far too much time, money and
effort fixing our mower.
The first problem was a broken hydraulic line. I was mowing along
when I smelled smoke. It didn't smell like diesel fumes, burning
oil, overheating engine nor melting fan belt (all problems I've had
before). This smoke was different and it appeared to be coming
from the brand new mower deck. When I looked closer I noticed
what looked like hydraulic fluid leaking all over the mower deck.
The mower deck itself has no hydraulics so the leak had to be coming
from somewhere else.
I immediately headed for the barn but I didn't make it, the mower gave
out in the middle of the field. All the hydraulic fluid had drained
out which means there was no steering, no power, no nothing. No
steering meant I couldn't tow the mower back to the barn because it wouldn't
roll in a straight line. Instead, I had to tie the front end of the
mower to the bucket of the tractor. Lifting the mower slightly, I could
then back the tractor all the way to the barn, half carrying and half
dragging the mower with me.
This was my first experience fixing hydraulics. Finding the leak
was easy enough, removing the aluminum hydraulic line was more
difficult because I had to remove a lot of other parts, including the
drive shaft, in order to get at the broken line. The next step
was spending two hours on the phone (long distance to Honolulu) trying
to order a new part. I can't go long without the mower so I
agreed to pay for overnight shipping which really means two or three
days here in Hawaii.
A week later, when the hydraulic line still hadn't arrived, I called
back to check on the status of my order. "What order?" was their
response. Apparently, after spending two hours on the phone
getting the exact right part number, the guy had never bothered to
actually order it.
I couldn't wait another week so I decided to find someone that could
weld the old line to fix the leak. I found an engine mechanic in
town. Not many tourists see this side of Hawaii. In the
industrial section of town the tropical greenery has long since been
paved over, the sunny skies reflect an oppressive heat off the steel
buildings while shop fans struggle to bring in some of that ocean
breeze.
The shop is packed with tools and machinery. Rebuilt engine heads
line the floor. An American flag and posters of questionable
taste adorn the walls. Patching my hydraulic line took 30 seconds
of welding and 20 minutes of interruptions from the constantly ringing
telephone.

I was still happy with my service and $20 later I had a freshly patched
hydraulic line that would have cost $50 new. Several hours later
I had a mower that was once again ready to tackle 13 acres worth of
knee-high weeds. Or so I thought.
I mowed one swipe across the front yard and was turning around for the
second pass when the left wheel turned left and the right wheel turned
right. A weld had broken loose and once again the mower was
without steering.
During all this I had also discovered that the brand new battery I
bought a couple months ago had shifted a quarter inch and now had a
hole worn in it's side. It was a tiny hole but still large enough
to leak battery acid all over the place. After removing the old
battery and cleaning everything up I carved a few blocks of wood to
just the right size to help hold the new battery in place.
Hydraulic line installed, battery replaced and steering rod freshly
welded back together, I was once again ready for some mowing.
This time I managed to make it through the entire farm. Almost.
There's still a hydraulic leak. It's a smaller leak. It's
not coming from any of the lines I worked on but from somewhere up
inside the rear differential. I probably hadn't noticed it before
because I hadn't been checking for leaks. I'm afraid I'll have to
take everything apart again to fix it. That will have to wait
though. For now I'll just add more hydraulic fluid every time I
use the mower.
The latest problem is the trailer. A rogue coffee branch hit the
trailer and snapped off a sprayer line. It's an easy fix, all
it requires is yet another trip to town and another hour or so of
my time. It will have to get done before too long because the
weeds continue to grow whether my equipment is working or not.

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