OldIHC

Enjoying the truck and using it every day. It's essential for hauling feed for the cows.

Harvest time in Idaho , its a IH event.

You have a beautiful truck, Steve. Great photo!

pkfj
I really like your R120 doing real work. It reminds me of my Father's Old IHC. There is a kind of charm in the original look. Some old trucks make me think of old hookers with too much makeup.
One of my neighbours was an older escort. She bought the house in the late 1960s then sold when the rising real-estate took the price of her place over two million dollars. I remember her saying, "I never made this kind of money flat-backing-it.
I have not seen her for several years. She said she was moving into a high rise condo. She wore too much makeup and very strong perfume called Red Door. Her make-up looked like spilled M&Ms. She drove a BMW 320.

Niki, thanks. I deeply enjoy your commentary. You are one of a kind. Hope you are doing well.

Old age is catching up on me. Or, maybe, I have stopped trying to out-run time. It takes more time to get anything done, now. I am suffering from years of heavy work and long hours. The old brain has not given up, but I am getting signals from the my worn-out body that it is time to take it easier. I just turned 74.
We had more snow last night, so my wife is not letting me go outside until the sidewalks are cleared. The last time I tried to brave the snow, I fell really hard on snow covered ice and slid all of the way to the hospital. I now walk with a walker, after I had 6 months of therapy for that stubborn mistake.
I suppose I have not missed very much in my life. Slowing the tempo is a big change for me. I was reminded, last night, that I have been retired for nearly 16 years. I am always pleased to receive calls from the guys I used to work with. The downside is I am reminded of missing the mechanic job I enjoyed so much.
My shop is an interesting place for me. If and when I can get out there I enjoy my shop time.
In answer to your question about chores, I used to use my R120 for everything from taking the kids to school to hauling compost or gravel. One time I was asked by a local church to pick up and deliver a bunch of stuffed animals they needed for a play. This event caught the eye of a roaming television reporter. I stayed out of the picture but the "R" got some TV exposure. My "R" has been in movies and in a parade or two. It took peoples choice in a few show and shines. It was kicked out of another show and shine because I had installed a Diesel in it. I was in the show and shine by invitation. The jerk who insisted I leave with the "R" got kicked out and someone returned the "R" to the S&S.
When my Dad died, I used his R120 to haul the contents of his shop from Calgary out the West Coast. That was in 1989.
The last job the "R" did was to bring home a Cummins 5.9-24 valve from an auction. The Cummins is going into another Old IHC project.
My daughter has never forgiven me for letting the "R" go away. She and her brother used to use the truck and canopy for a playhouse. Our Bernese Mountain Dog used to like sitting in the passenger seat and hang a leg out the open window. When I left the truck, Heidi, the Bernese, would move behind the steering wheel and bark at passers-by. I wonder where she learned that bad habit?
My son is cleaning the sidewalks, now. So, I might venture out to the shop before my wife gets home. As they say, "it is easier to ask for forgiveness after the fact than it is to negotiate permission before."

It was a really nice truck, Niki. Sorry about your accident. You've got a great attitude, though; and, You are still showing us how it's done.

looks like the perfect farm truck to me! nice pics

PKFJ, It's great to see one of these still getting used the way they are meant to be. I can't wait to get my L back on the road and use it for my hauling needs once again.

Dad used to fill his IH with a few hay bales then drive them out to the field. After cutting the tie-wires, he would put the R120 in low gear and set the idle. he would walk behind the "R" and toss hay out for his cows. If I were not in school, I was expected to steer the "R".
I have subscribed to Farmer Tyler Ranch on You Tube. He uses his small Ford tractor in this way, to spread hay for his cows.
I was 8 when Dad got the "R".
I was often sent to town to get some groceries or JD parts. The little town was 7 miles away. That is the way it was in the early 1960s. Farm kids were expected to grow up quickly and help with the chores.