I really enjoy mowing the lawn and doing other yard work. It is very rewarding, a great way to enjoy a beautiful day, and can also be good exercise. Well, it's that time of year, you know, the time where the grass grows so quickly you basically finish and have to start cutting it again. We were mad busy last summer and I, admittedly, didn't do a very good job keeping up with the lawn. I have vowed to have the best looking yard in the neighborhood this year, and I am off to a horrible start! I have mowed once, but the grass is creeping up on hayfield levels and I am running into problems with my damn mower again.
We bought this mower new a couple of summers ago. We have a fairly basic lawn, bordering on too big for a push mower and too small for a rider, but there is nothing about our lawn that should cause too much stress for the push mower we have. I cut the grass with said mower a couple of weekends ago, with very few problems. I then attempted to get it done last weekend and was unable to get more than a pass or two done before the mower would stall. I would give it a break, maybe 10 minutes, then go back and get a couple more strips of the lawn done before it stalled again. After spending about an hour and a half, getting not even half of the front lawn complete, I push the mower back into the basement, mumbling many a curse word under my breath, and call it a day.
Well, I pulled the mower back out last night in an attempt to, at the very least, finish the front lawn last night, and I had more of the same problems. It starts up, runs sluggish for about 2 minutes, then stalls out. It has fresh, new oil in it, I have gassed it up and I have it set on the highest setting, so the length of grass shouldn't cause it to get too stressed out. What the flipping crap! I'm going to tear it apart tonight and clean it out, see if there is a family of mice living inside of the carburetor. I mean, the mower is only two years old, and I barely used it last summer. It can't be dying on me already. I'm trying to decide if it makes more sense to fix it, buy a new push, or take the plunge and buy a used rider. Either way, our lawn is getting close to the point where the dog will completely disappear when he goes out to drop a steamer. I'm just saying...
About Me
- Mark
- I've always wondered if people actually read this stuff. I never do when I'm on other pages. Well, in case, for some strange reason, you find it necessary, I'll give you a little knowledge. I was born in The County. For those of you who don't konw better, that would be Aroostook County. For those of you who do, your jokes won't work on me, they are lame. I'm the son of an investment banker that squandered his every penny on tuna fish sandwiches in the late 80's, and my mother was the lead singer for the Bangles. Neither of those is true, but again, I'm convinced nobody is reading this anyways. I met my wife at a carnival, and we were married by the bearded lady in front of the entire clown brigade. I have a daughter who is training for the 2012 Olympics where she will compete in the Triple Jump and Javelin. We live in a nice little shanty in the woods and are hoping to one day have running water. Any questions?
