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  1. I don't know one darn thing..... But I had to fish for this thread, so I brought it up again. I think I'm posting IHC J-30 Touring Cars. I'm no authority on them, but I'd sure love to have one! An old black and white. This one has a Montana Pioneer license plate on it. I've always loved those old Firestone "NON SKID" tires like these shown. And I'm only posting this photo of Dad's last of his generation of brothers and sisters, posing with me. Uncle Bill Yaeger in 1980. The 4568 was in the background behind the Russell and Case steam engines. That would make the 4568 an IH Tractor on a Montana Farm. Gary
  2. I had a pleasant visit today. I got a call last week, saying they were coming to Helena soon. This morning my cell phone rang. It was this friend of 60 years, Kenny Petro, a Winifred, Montana graduate I met in 1957. He and I were both freshmen in high school at the time, me at Moore, Montana. In 1970 through 1974, Sharon and I and two kids moved to Billings, Montana where I went to work for Billings Chrysler-Plymouth-Toyota as a bodyman. Soon afterward (a couple months?) Kenny walked in and was visiting with my boss in the office. He came to work there and was still there when I left. We moved back to Lewistown in 1974, where I'd worked at Bourke Motor & Implement as a partsman-salesman for two years, before getting the homestead back to farm. I'd had it leased. This was shortly before I gave my notice I was quitting and moving back to Lewistown. Kenny on the left, and me in the gray jacket on the right. I'd just came from the hospital where our second daughter Mev was born. After we left Billings, Kenny lost a daughter and his wife at that time also passed away. He's since remarried Linda and she graciously came along and put up with me at Perkins Restaurant this afternoon. When I used to work at Billings Chrysler Plymouth, Kenny and I would bring guitars about one Friday a month, and after work, there was adult beverages after the 36 cup coffee pot was drained. We'd make music for a couple hours. Well, they take their motorhome to Arizona every winter and they spend every weekend there making music for old "flatulence" people my age. I have one of their several CD's and they are very good. They sing country classics and go by "The Montana Guys" there. A cousin of mine goes to Arizona and late last fall, ran into them at a club in Arizona. Kenny went to school with my cousin at Winifred. They were ecstatic running into each other. During a break, Kenny asked Maryann, "Do you know Gary Yaeger?" She said, "Know him..... I'm related to him!" She sent me their website and Kenny and I finally crossed paths again after 43 years! They live at Laurel, Montana, just west of Billings in the summers. This was them making music in Arizona. Gary
  3. Anson, I have these two triple diamond hubcaps. But the good ones were on the later trucks. This is a K-5 near Billings. Uncle Bill had a KB-5 with the chrome hubcaps and triple diamond. I wish I had one of them as well. But I don't. Gary
  4. Anson, I have no idea what year that truck is but I'm going to grab my 150 Years of International Harvester and see if there is anything close there. Well, what I got from it, it had to be somewhere between 1929 and 1932? Another guess is it would appear to be either an "A-4 or an A-5" model? Gary
  5. Anson, I'd have to see a leaf blower operate a whistle? I'm not saying it couldn't be done, but it sure doesn't make sense to me. Yes it takes volume, but it takes pressure too. Whistles vary on the amount of pressure needed to make them function. I have some that will operate about 15 pounds, but some others don't do much until you get a consistent 30 pounds. Where it doesn't work well is trying to blow them with your common rubber air hose. You'll get an initial reaction, but it may not do much more after that initial blast. That's where the volume is needed. Our whistles in the shop are fed with a 3/4" PVC line and will make your ear drums rattle all day, if necessary. That's why I keep a pair of earmuff, shooting protection nearby. They're red in color.protection nearby. They're red in color. And this shows how the airlines are routed throughout the shop. From the compressor's pressure regulator to the whistles. I thought this would explain it better, but maybe not? Notice above, the red side curtain panel from the TD-40 TracTracTor. It was a paintjob I put off for over a year, but finally finished them gray to match the crawler. The only reason I mentioned them is because they are on an IH Tractor on a Montana Farm. Gary
  6. Happy Birthday Todd!
  7. I found these photos on Facebook earlier today. They aren't red in color, but this is a pretty impressive operation in Australia. As a matter of fact they are green tractors. They are seeding 214 feet in width. Here they are moving. We're impartial at Silver Creek. Mike owns a John Deere Tractor. And I seeded using an IH Tractor on a Montana Farm, pulling a John Deere Van Brunt drill, proving we're unbiased. Gary
  8. Sledgehammer, I put your valve into the mail today. I chose snail mail and no insurance, but you should get it within a week or so, Todd? My cousin sent this photo on Facebook of her husband combining with this CaseIH, between Denton, Montana and the Missouri River in northern Fergus County. I got this off of a site on Facebook for McCormick-Deering tractors. I'd not seen, or wasn't cognisant of, steel wheels on a W-30 McCormick-Deering. This old abandoned moving truck was also on Facebook. I've never seen an old IHC truck this age with this styling. Montana farmers seemed to use nothing larger than a Six Speed Special. This photo shows the triple diamond emblem on the radiator. And since I haven't put an IH Tractor on a Montana Farm on here for quite some time, I hit my files and this one came up that would fit. Son Mike (Farmall Kid) when he was summer fallowing with the 4568 about 1979. Gary
  9. Art, What a great blessing to America and Montana that Mrs. Russell sent Charlie to Montana in 1880. The west was fading away and he got to see enough of it and was blessed with the uncanny talent to record it with oil and canvas with an impeccable natural ability. (some water color too). He was a wrangler for the OH ranch company. This is a photo of the wranglers at roundup time. Charlie is third from the left, seated on ground, eating. While working as a wrangler for the OH Ranch, he was there near Utica, Montana on South Fork of the Judith River for the worst winter ever, the winter of 1886-87. His bosses were in the south for the winter. LE Kaufman was one of the owners and inquired about the condition of their herd. This is that most famous art ever done by Russell. The Last of the 5,000. It is under glass at the Montana Historical Society about a mile from here. This is a young CM Russell on his horse Monte. There's a tale that Charlie used to ride to Cottonwood and Lewistown. When making that journey from Utica, he went through, or right by Grandpa Jäger's homestead on Beaver Creek. He was still single then. I'd loved for some history beyond what I have, of those journeys. This is Charlie in Lewistown with friends. Rear: L-R Charlie Russell and Teddy Blue Abbott. Front: Jim Phillip and Sam Rayburn. A Facebook friend with more historical photos of Montana than anyone I know posted this one of Charlie. After moving to Great Falls, where his studio still stands today, he eventually married his wife, Nancy. Charlie would sometimes trade paintings at a saloon for drinks for his friends (and himself). Nancy put a stop to that. She recognized his uncanny ability to paint and became his "business manager." I guess she was a tough cookie to deal with too. This is Nancy and Charlie at the Fort Belknap Indian Reservation in 1905. Charlie had earlier lived with Indians for quite some time, to learn their dress, their looks, their weapons, their animals, their teepee's and accessories they'd wear. He gained much authenticity in his paintings for doing that. Many of his paintings were of the Indians. A later photo of Russell. My late uncle Dwight Haight used to visit Charlie Russell at his studio in Great Falls. Russell died in 1926. Gary
  10. I was always fascinated with the jerkline freighting done with horses. Grandma's Regli cousin and their neighbor Robert Keller at Lewistown. The freighter rode the left rear horse or mule, to pull the jerk line, and the front horse or mule had bells on their collar. When they reared their head, the rest of the horses or mules knew what to do. Or done with mules: And I've always been fascinated by the Bullwhackers, who freighted with oxen. The bullwhacker walked alongside the oxen, and used a bull whip to make his oxen do their thing. These are near Fort Benton. And I've always loved this painting by cowboy artist, Charles M. Russell, who used to ride through Grandpa's homestead to get to Cottonwood, Montana from his Utica, Montana wrangler job. This painting is of a Diamond R bull train, bullwhacker and the wagon boss on horseback. The wagon train is coming up out of Fort Benton. Gary
  11. mader656, I know the front wagons had brakes used on hills. They also used these on the wagon wheels. They were tied to the wheel, somehow. They were called a "Rough Lock" for descending hills. They skidded, which braked. A junk store owner gave this one to me. I knew what it was and he didn't. He said, I'll give it to you since you were the only one I've asked what it was, who knew! I may have freighting lineage in my DNA, but I don't know that much about it. Gary
  12. I'd think a hay baler would be one heck of a real challenge to operate on those steep hills? Just my humble opinion, as my grandma left those hills of Switzerland to come to America. OBG
  13. This was the steamboat TC Power packet Benton that my grandpa Jäger worked the most of the time on, as a baker and a hunter (jäger!) on the St. Louis to Fort Benton trips on the Missouri River. He worked the steamboats 1874 through 1876. He stayed in Benton the fall of 1876 and became a freighter in the spring of 1877. Notice the "Block P" emblem between the Benton's smokestacks. This was TC Power whose headquarters were in Fort Benton at the time Grandpa worked for him as a steamboat worker. This was Power's Fort Benton headquarters in Benton. This was the type of merchandise that was hauled up river to Benton from St. Louis, for the mining camps in Montana Territory. There were many small camps, but Virginia City and Helena were the two main camps. It was piled on the levee after unloading from the steamboats. This is another picture of the Benton Road freighters used in Helena. By the time Grandpa was freighting, Power had moved his MAIN headquarters to Helena. He started a hardware here 150 years ago and furnished his own merchandise. It was ran for Power by a may by the name of Townsend. So naturally Power Townsend Hardware in Helena, Montana is celebrating their 150th Anniversary this year! A few years ago, I went into Power Townsend hardware and took this selfie of myself under this "Block P" emblem. It was the one shown in my upper photo in this post, from the Steamboat Benton, that Grandpa Jäger worked on. Gary
  14. Well, after a week, I'm back home "for good" from Silver Creek. Sharon and I stayed there (not knowing about the earthquake) while Mike took his family to north of Seattle. We house sat, shop sat, oats sat (irrigated), chickens sat, dogs sat, cats sat and turtle sat. I'd made arrangements with Mike to take my wife on a little rough gravel road trip between Silver Creek and Wolf Creek, using his pickup. The name of the road is Chevalier road, named for an ancient homestead farm along the road. At one time, in the 1870's and 1880's, this road through this Little Prickley Pear Creek canyon was part of the "Benton Road." Due to the climb of the mountains, the freighters never used that area now utilized by Interstate 15, north of Helena. This is a photo of freighters between Fort Benton and Helena, Montana Territory. They took a "shortcut" through Little Prickley Pear Canyon, Crossed Silver Creek, then down Birdseye canyon and into Helena from the west, near where Fort Harrison is today. This was the only piece of that freighting road I could find on our venture. It is just this side of the railroad tracks here. This unused (not abandoned) railroad was put in by GNRY magnate Jim Hill. Hill built and named the railroad the Montana Central Railroad, between Butte / Anaconda and Great Falls to haul copper to the Great Falls Smelter. I'd surmise the railroad was built after the Benton Road was abandoned? There is confusion here in Helena. We have what is called "Benton Avenue." It heads straight north toward the steep hills I'd mentioned Interstate 15 traversing. But there was actually a Benton Avenue. It is basically north of the central part of town, near Last Chance Gulch (Main Street). The wagon trains freighting came in from the west and turned up the gulch on Benton Avenue. It is a fairly short stretch of only about 8 blocks. It went to the earliest part of Helena, that started on the south end of the gulch. A little bit of that original road is still intact. This is a picture of an oxen bullwhacker hauling wood on the Benton road, in the earliest part of 151 year old Helena. Gary
  15. Sledgehammer, If you'd only not mentioned it was you and not Anson, he's old and senile like me. He maybe wouldn't have known the difference and sent the bell with the watermelons in the IHC AutoWagon. And Anson... Now you've got Roger paranoid. Hopefully he'll forget he's paranoid by the time your watermelons are ready to pick? Roger those picture represent a good portion of your and Al's lives. That tractor is so beautiful. Thanks for posting them. We slept in a bed on a concrete basement floor less than 25 miles from the epicenter of our earthquake at 12:31 (on my watch) and four minutes later another aftershock. I think Lincoln, Montana is about 16 miles as the crow flies? I've felt a lot of earthquakes in my life, but I've not been so close to the epicenter, and on concrete (poured on Rocky Mountain rock) to not only feel, but hear the treacherous noise that accompanies one. It sounded like about five seconds of close call thunder, then it sounded like a freight train was passing by the foundation. The house shook like nothing I'd ever seen or would have believed. It was a horizontal sideways motion that felt like it was "figure eight", plus there was up and down pulsations as well. It's about as frightened as I've ever been. I'm (we're) prepared to meet my (our) Maker, but I'm NOT ready to go yet. And I thought Lord Jesus was calling our names in that helpless situation. I was hugging my little wife of 54+ years and thought, God if you want us, at least we'd be going together. There wasn't a lot of breakage or damage, but a lot of things strewn around and tipped over. http://helenair.com/news/magnitude-earthquake-rattles-helena-area/article_66b7ba68-8771-5809-95ea-144452d598f0.html A couple of things that amazed me were the 2-1/4 inch, 8 pound, open/box end wrench that fell off of it's nail. And the drawers on this tool box are on roller bearings, but are very full of darn heavy junk (well, tools aren't junk.). They rolled open. And tall things that were pretty vertical fell over, like this J metal trim, across the doorway below Marilyn. Gary Pictures were crooked, but none fell.