Well Scrub Puller, This thread has brought back some memories from my early childhood and draglines. My father got a farm through what was known as the Rehab scheme for returned service men after WWII in NZ, the same settup as the soldier settlement scheme in Oz.As in most cases the land was not that good, the prime land was owned by old established families My dads farm was in the south of the South Island in a very wet climate so he considered in order to improve the land drainage was the first priority. Enter Jack Robb and his 10RB. It was the type were you pushed the levers to operate the drag and hoist ropes and the windy thing was the engage one track break or the other and powered with a Ruston engine, 3cyl hand cranked. A 44 gallon drum on the back of his F100 was a weeks fuel.
So Dad and Jack would have a look at the job, drive in a couple of steel pickets, rap some rag on the top and that was the job set out.Jack was then left to do the rest. Man that bloke could drive that machine straight and those drain bottoms were one grade from end to end and all the banks battered to the same angle. He had one hell of an eyeometer, none of the fancy stuff today socalled operators require,lasers GPS etc. Jack was the first person I ever saw who wore dentures and as a 5year old was fascinated by them and particularly when he was cutting the batters, left side bank teeth up the right side of his mouth, opposite for the other side and that was upper and lowers. Jack also loved wearing Clogs in the winter reckoned they were the warmest things a human can put on their feet.
He moved the dragline around on a side loading trailer towed by a S model Bedford. He would climb over the side and the tracks were as long as the trailer was wide os there was no nead to spin them around and it was never tided down. Things like that were normal in those days before the dogooders started stuffing the world.
Years later I had been staying at a High Country station while working on a roading job on a road over the Southern Alps and the owner asked if I could dig a new drain for him as a slip had come down off a mountain and blocked the old one and flooding there only hay paddock. So with a UH07 Hitachi and the memory of Jack the job was setout the same and the result was the same and no tilt bucket, they hadn't been invented. A year or so ago while mucking around with Google Earth i found that drain still runngnig water out of Lake Pearson.