That was the wettest, heaviest snow I've ever moved. On the first pass, I could see the snow moving out to about 8 feet in front of the blade, until it got heavy enough to stop my forward progress. I had to do several turns and push from the side, way up into the yard to allow me to have enough space to put the snow. Our neighbor has a fence about two feet away from the edge of our drive, and I couldn't pile this snow there for fear of breaking the vertical 6' 1x4's. I have piles of snow up to about 4 feet high in the neighbor's yard past the downhill end of that fence. It's kind of neat to look at the convex edge of the bank along that fence, from the end of the 42" blade, and the curved marks in it from the wheel weight bolts rubbing the top and bottom of the curved wall.
I worked it in two stages, taking the first passes from about 12:30 until 3:30 yesterday afternoon, then went to pick up my wife from work. When we got home, I replaced a bolt that had vibrated out of the metal dash support on the 129, and since it had been getting harder to start, removed, cleaned, and replaced the battery grounding cable at the fender pan/frame connection. Worked much better. I guess I'll need to check through all the grounds now to get it to spin better. Went out again until it got too dark, since I don't have lights on that one, and I don't think that even a Cub Cadet has much of a chance against a car, let alone a city plow truck.
I worked it in two stages, taking the first passes from about 12:30 until 3:30 yesterday afternoon, then went to pick up my wife from work. When we got home, I replaced a bolt that had vibrated out of the metal dash support on the 129, and since it had been getting harder to start, removed, cleaned, and replaced the battery grounding cable at the fender pan/frame connection. Worked much better. I guess I'll need to check through all the grounds now to get it to spin better. Went out again until it got too dark, since I don't have lights on that one, and I don't think that even a Cub Cadet has much of a chance against a car, let alone a city plow truck.