Andy is the master at buying things — particularly vehicles — that really don’t have any practical purpose. Like the 1949 Ford truck that he got me as a farm vehicle. Except that it’s tricked out as a hot rod and the suspension is so bad, if I put a bale of hay in the back, it would push the bed down onto the wheels. So when he showed up with an old dusty fork lift thing, I was extremely skeptical. Oh wait, excuse me, let me get my facts straight.
Me: What is that forklift thingy?
Andy: A 1949 Power Lift fork lift with a four cyclinder flat head engine. And it’s rated to lift 2000 lbs.
Okay, sounds impressive. And when Andy was fooling around with it in the garage, he found it could lift DJ. So at least it can manage 170 pounds.

So we’ve established that capability. If we ever need to lift DJ three feet or so, we’ve got the tool to do it.
It just so happened, we had a pallet of empty wine bottles we needed to pick up from the bottler and put into one of the empty stalls for storage. Time to fire up that forklift for real. The problem was that the machine was in the garage 100 yards from the barn. And, despite all its purported lifting capacity, this little forklift is front wheel drive. Its little tiny wheels are really only suited to warehouse driving, not traveling a bumpy, uneven dirt road between farm buildings. So the picture I should have gotten but didn’t was of DJ in the tractor pushing Andy on the forklift over to the barn. Unfortunately, I arrived on the scene only in time to see the unloading of the pallet in the barn.
All you need to understand is that this process will require the help of every single guy who is within earshot of this forklift’s engine.

Not that a lot of help was needed. But every guy will want to stand around saying, “Wow, a forklift!”
It’s a guy thing. Just relax and let them enjoy it.
As my brother loves to repeat – he who dies with the most toys wins. And they do all gather round to admire each and every one.
I would like to have a Gator, personally. I could come up with uses for it.
Good buy and a wise choice. 😉
Snort snort.
Definitely a guy thing. This explains why we are a three-member family, yet our garage contains five scooters, one motorcycle, and four cars. The Master Chief has a machine fixation, too! I’d better not show him this post or he will want a vintage forklift, as well!