24 Replies to ““That ought to give us some traction””

  1. Delightful. And none can doubt the sincerity.
    BTW, it’s also nice to hear a bass player smart enough to use his bow when appropriate.

  2. That’s it. One bag of sand out of the back of my truck, one bag of genetically modified canola seed in. No way I’m getting stuck this winter.

  3. A first I was not going to comment…
    Now that Damn song has been stuck in my head for a couple hours.
    Trying to blog and keep typing “the chev got stuck and the ford got stuck..”
    Guess I will just go get me some grub.

  4. I recall about 1/4 in. more ice on the highway I was driving on, nothing like 18 wheels on ice, “exhilarating”. I think they call it the Trans Canada Highway.
    Too cold for salt so I hear.

  5. I really enjoyed that. Reminds me of learning to drive my dad’s 1950 Ford. Stalled every time I let the clutch out.

  6. Reminds me on a Northern Ontario lad who once turned off a Moose Jaw side road to turn around and found the true meaning of “Saskatchewan Gumbo”.

  7. Reminds me of my cousin who set off one fine Sunday morning in the spring to get his wife a bucket load of muck ground for her flower bed.
    He fell into some sorta hole with the tractor and it sank like the Titanic right up to the cab door.
    It took 2, 200 horsepower tractors roaring, with black smoke pouring out of the exhaust, to free it from the mucks grasp.
    Quite a crowd gathered to watch the show.
    And laugh.
    The wife never did get her flower bed ground.

  8. The Hutterites don’t deserve the bad rap they got there. They seemed to be the only ones smart enough to not get stuck!

  9. he’s tourin with the mike plume band…they have one of the great unknown cd’s “song&dance,man” from 1997.search out plumes music

  10. That was freakin’ funny! 🙂 Reminds me of good times getting stuck on purpose and then getting out again.
    Winter is boring here, you make your own fun.

  11. One trucks gets stuck, I see it calling a second truck.
    After that, it’s a job for a tractor, parked onthe other side of the road, and a winch. Or some local geo-engineering with branches and stuff.
    My dad has some stories of percherons being stuck in blue gray muck in Northern France, thanks to filled in shell craters, post WWII. Horses, even placid draft horses, do NOT like to be stuck.
    Fun song though.

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