Broken, But We Ain't Beat!

We sailed through 80 to 90 tires in 90 minutes today.  Our confidence was at an all time high.  We hardly fought or wrestled with any of the castors.  So I thought we should try something big.  I put a 40 inch diametre truck tire in it and we broke the weld.  It was bound to happen I suppose....  It would not have broke if we just stayed the course and crunched away at the car wheels.  Oh well.  After 2,000 tires, this isn't the end of the world.  It'll be up and running in 48 hours, stronger then ever.  Our spirits are still high to finish our project by Labour Day. 

So in summary, I would say:

• we've crushed 2,000 tires
• removed about 3,000 tires from the property and they are in a recycling program
• about 6,000 minutes of work = 100 hours easily among everyone (Barry, Jeff, Joel, Shelly, Ambrose, myself, etc.)
• cashed out $2,600 of scrap steel
• paid out about $3,200 in costs

All figures are estimates, but I can't be too far off.  We are getting there though.  In the main pile, which this picture represents, there are about 700 tires remaining.  I realize you only see about 125 or so - but again, they are buried, they are behind, they are under, or they are a bit out of frame. 

So the rest of the day we just sort of hung out.  I went to work on the horse again - its hooves.  The poor thing is a bit banged up, sort of like me these days (although I have a dam sore right knee).  It stood at attention and let me trim up its nails.  As a reward - I shared my Bud Light with it. 

Shelly and Lucky struck a pose for me.  Ralph, the dog, also got camera friendly with my sweet baby.

Just a few more pictures to finish off the day:  I know I don't look like it, but I feel like I am getting ready to get back to my original occupation for another 4 years anyway....  Nice diaper bag A.J.!