Hi there ! I’m looking forward to the Northern Ireland Farm Toy and Model Show at Magherabuoy House Hotel Portrush on FRIDAY 15th November 2019. I hope to see you there !
Hi there ! I’m looking forward to the Northern Ireland Farm Toy and Model Show at Magherabuoy House Hotel Portrush on FRIDAY 15th November 2019. I hope to see you there !
Ahoy chums ! How’s it going with you ? This is your ‘wee friend’ Jake The Tractor.
I know it has been a wee while since I last wrote. Anyway I guess I had better let you know about my latest adventure. No doubt you are familiar with the words ‘Speed bonnie tractor like a bird on the wing, Onward the sailors cry’ from the very famous The Skye Boat Song. I have known about this song from years ago when I was a very tiny tractor – so my inspiration comes from there and thanks are due to Mama Tractor for teaching me.
Anyway – I decided that I was overdue a trip to Bonnie Scotland. I must admit to having enjoyed the Stena Line film about Linda. I decided that if Linda could do it – so could I ! This adventure is one for the guys of all ages. It was a long drive to Belfast and I didn’t even have a ticket for the boat ! After scratching my cab roof for a while I came up with an ingenious plan. I knew of someone who could give me a lift and maybe get me on board the big Stena Line boat which sails between Belfast and Cairnryan.
The day of the ferry crossing arrived. I slipped into a rather large bag shortly before the bag owner picked it up and put it inside their car. Then we were off ! We zoomed along the road to Belfast and I must say that, that new stretch of dualling on the A26 fair speeds up the drive to Belfast or to Portrush if you happen to be going the other way.
We parked up at Belfast Stena Line Terminal and soon a nice man in a yellow jacket waved us forward. At last – we were going on board. We edged slowly up the ramp and parked at the far end of the boat. There were cars and lorries and buses and motorbikes on board. However, I didn’t see any other tractors.
Not to worry. The bag I was in was lifted and carried on board. Up some steps we went. Soon we arrived in a big spacious lounge with comfy seats. Clearly the seats were very comfy as no sooner was I set down than I heard the rumble rumble of man snoring. I decided it was time for an adventure ….
I could wait no longer. Slowly I crept out of the bag and rolled across the lounge. I darted between chairs and tables – no one saw me ! I had successfully slipped on board the Stena Line SuperFast VIII. I looked around for a while and then I noticed a friendly member of the crew whose name was Chris.
We struck up a rapport very quickly and soon were chatting away about trains and tractors – maybe not the usual sort of conversation you would have on a boat. Oh well there’s a first for everything.
Chris was really helpful and sorted me out with a nice cuppa tea and a massive muffin. Well I was a little bit peckish so I tucked in and before too long ….
Feeling energised I decided to ask Chris a wee question … would there be any chance of taking a turn up round the bridge and meeting the Captain ? “That’s an interesting idea” said Chris ” Leave it with me.”
Shortly afterwards Chris appeared back after having had a word with Margaret at Customer Services. “It looks like it is forward all tractors” said Chris as he introduced me to his Stena Line colleague; Ryan.
We made our way upstairs to the bridge of the Stena Line SuperFast VIII. My first thoughts were ‘wow – this is just like the Starship Enterprise.‘ What an array of hitech equipment – it was way ahead of the old power shuttle for sure. I just happened to notice a rather fine cap sitting. Well what else would you expect me to do ?
Now I know you may well be thinking to yourself how very well I look with the Captain’s cap perched on my cab roof. It wasn’t a perfect fit by any means. For a time I felt that I was a great Admiral of the seas going forth where no tractor had gone before. We are sailing, ruling the waves, master and commander. I was really enjoying this surreal drifting away experience when I was brought back to reality by the sound of laughter. Chris and his colleague Stuart ( or Stewart ) were having a fair old chuckle at the sight of me wearing the Captain’s cap.
Honestly – they were laughing that hard that I started chuckling away myself. With all the uproar on the bridge it came as no surprise when the Captain himself appeared. On no – we were in trouble ! However it turned out that I was worrying needlessly. It transpired that Captain Mike was very friendly and had a great sense of humour. The magic of the moment was duly recognised – could this be the first time ever that a tractor had been on the bridge of a Stena Line vessel or for that matter any boat at sea ?
What a time we had sharing stories and songs. All too soon it was time for me to head on, but not before we got a fine group picture which is just below.
As I mentioned earlier I was inspired by Linda’s journey with Stena Line. I decided to continue with my adventure. Next stop – the Shop. I had a fair old time at the Shop and yes I did feel a Millions dollars as I cruised across the Chanel. The Shop is very much a Quality Street with a great selection of fragrances, sweet nibbles, magazines, books and gifts. No I didn’t buy a handbag as Linda had done.
Tractors enjoy shopping too !
After the shop I took a quick turn up to the Spa and Stena Plus lounge which I highly recommend if you fancy indulging yourself a little bit more, of course you know….. you’re worth it !
I decided to take a time of contemplation out on deck to top up my tan. It was very much that sort of day when you get that cruise ship sort of feel.
Other people were out on deck as well enjoying the smooth sailing experience and soaking up the rays. It was as I was on deck that I bumped into Ryan from Southampton and Ian from Portsmouth. I told them something of my story and that they can also find me on Facebook at Muddyfarm Models. Can you guess which motorbikes they like ?
We were nearly at Cairnryan Port. My adventure on Stena Line SuperFast VIII was almost at an end. As I stood there looking out across Lough Ryan I felt really happy at how all my expectations had been surpassed by Chris, Ryan, Stuart ( Stewart) and Captain Mike who had made my trip so special; and made a tiny tractor’s dream come true. One final word before I go …. Linda eat your heart out ! Thanks to all at Stena Line for making Jake the Tractor a very happy tractor. If you want to feel like a very Speed Bonnie Tractor …. be sure to travel with Stena Line.
Which way now ? I’m just sitting here, perched on this rock and enjoying the views on the Causeway Coast of Northern Ireland. Sometimes along comes a nice sunny day, blue skies interspersed with white puffy clouds and its kind of easy just to slow down and take it easy. Do you sit contentedly on your rock, pop on the shades and catch a few rays and follow the words of The Eagles ‘ Take it easy, take it easy. Don’t let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy’ Or do you get up and go and see where the road or track leads ?
I looked this way and that way….
Maybe it was the sound of the waves lapping up on to Runkerry Beach, perhaps it was the sun glinting on my bonnet – I dunno. All I know is I decided to make tracks along a path.
The path forwards.
I rumbled along the gravel path which slowly descended alongside Bushfoot Golf Club and the famous River Bush. Up ahead golden sands and dunes carpeted with maram grass beckoned me on. Perhaps it was in a parallel reality that I imagined some golden beach in the south of France that entranced and enticed me onwards, onwards drawing me ever forward like a modern day Lawrence of Arabia crying Aqaba, Aqaba ! Thankfully there was no one about when this re-enactment took place. I know, I know – you can imagine this surreal vision of a dirty little green tractor charging along a gravel path at full throttle shouting Aqaba Aqaba ! At this point I did a bit of a spin swinging around 180 degrees. There was the mouth of the River Bush and I realised just how far I had already come.
I swung around, up ahead stood a wooden bridge. This sometimes happens in life – you come to a point where you must decide whether to turn back, or go on. There was no going back. I must cross that bridge !
It was only a small bridge, however it was strong enough and I was brave enough to crawl across as lightly as I could. Down below the peaty brown waters of the Bush swirled through on their way to the sea.
I pressed onwards. Up and over the golden sands and on to a wooden path fringing the meandering Bush. On my approach, golfers across the way hastily departed. All that remained was the wise old Bush offering peace to reflect a moment mirrored in time. Isn’t it nice to pause for thought and reflection.
A wise old tractor used to say to me to ‘ houl back’ and keep looking ahead. I have to say that this was very sound advice. There is a lot to be said for not hurrying and watching where you are going. As one who has experience of putting their nose into a ditch I heartily endorse that wisdom. Slow down, take your time and watch where you are going is good advice for tractor drivers and drivers of all ages.
Pressing on, taking our time and watching where we are going can certainly help to get and keep us on track. Here are the tracks which run from Bushmills to the Giants Causeway. Please note that no trains were harmed in the making of this Blog. In fact there weren’t any trains running when I came by this way. Sometimes all there is, is a straight grey path vanishing into the distance or a rusty set of rails bearing silent witness to friends from distant lands who have travelled here.
Yesterday someone came along here, today I travelled this path. Tomorrow it may be you who follow this route. Whatever you do – houl back, take it easy. Pause and reflect. Recharged – focus and press onwards. I enjoyed my run out from Portballintrae towards Runkerry and The Giants Causeway. I know you would too. Why don’t you make a point of visiting and experiencing the joys of this relaxing scenic way – soon. Who knows I might even be there myself ! For now this is your friend ‘Jake the Tractor‘ wishing you well and hoping you know which way now, wherever you are. Do remember to take a wee look in our Shop.
I wonder if you like the look of these ? As we step out into 2017 I thought I would show you some of what we get up to here at Muddytrac Farm – ‘probably the World’s only muddy tractor factory.’ On the north coast of Ireland, where tales of the wee folk linger on, it’s best to keep your eyes peeled, as you never know just what you might see. For this is a landscape steeped in myth and magic – where nothing is ever quite what it seems, and where a simple country lane can often reveal something much more exciting…
A Simple Country Lane.
Indeed, if you were to wander down a certain secluded road, you might think nothing of any importance ever happened along it. Concealed along the way however, is a mysterious entranceway where two pillars guard a stony lane flanked by grassy tree-topped embankments. Through the trees, which whisper you onwards into this secret place, a couple of rusty farm buildings come into view – abandoned surely, as there’s no-one to be seen.
As the lane slopes down and twists and turns, the sharp-eyed walker will spot a yard to the right, with a track leading to a large rusty shed, while to the left is a smaller shed with low white walls. This is Muddytrac Farm.
Manned by a busy team of little people, Muddytrac Farm is like a Santa’s grotto for tractors and machinery, which are delivered squeaky-clean by lorry every week, but leave nicely muddied. Thought to be the world’s only dedicated muddy tractor production facility, this is the north coast’s best-kept secret, for it’s here that the little people work their magic. I wonder if you like the look of these ?
No-one knows quite who these wee folk are, although it’s whispered they could well be descendants of those wily leprechauns who tricked old Darby O’Gill many moons ago. Here, on the Causeway Coast and Glens however, they work hard transforming any type of tractor that’s delivered down the lane.
Once out of the drying shed, the next part of their journey then begins, as the tractors are shipped across the world – to Europe and beyond – as well as throughout Ireland and the UK.
Some people might stumble upon Muddytrac Farm and think that it’s just a disused yard, but for those of us with a sharp eye, well – we know better… That’s a quick snapshot of what the ‘little people’ here at Muddytrac Farm do. Of course I am also a product of Muddytrac Farm although I didn’t get sold off to anyone. Over some time I have enjoyed being ‘the face’ of Muddyfarm Models and spreading the word about Muddytrac Farm and the Muddyfarm Models range. Did you like the look of these ? If so take a look on www.muddyfarmmodels.com to see more of the current range of muddy, dirtied and weathered models available. All prices on the website whether for dirtied or clean models include free UK postage. Chat soon – your friend ‘Jake The Tractor’
Have you started sowing the seeds for this new year ? I know that it is very easy not to bother doing anything. Pull the duvet up, turn over and go back to sleep – or in my case stay close to the hay ! Dull grey days, dark nights, cold. It is very tempting to just put on the heat, park in a seat and engage with a TV, laptop, mobile phone or computer screen. Don’t do it ! Don’t surrender a whole new year to the soft seated path to nowhere – you probably deserve better, a whole lot better. Time to shake rattle and roll into some directed activity. Get out of your tree, hit the ground and get going.
We are I guess creatures of habit and comfort is one of those habits. However, the guy who sat comfortably at the fire for a long time soon got cold as no one brought in any more fuel for the fire. You gotta put fuel on your fire if you want a bit of heat. Here’s some thoughts to help us all focus on not sitting sedately as the year slides away.
You have to sow some seeds – the question is what seeds and what with ? Well a good starting point is to take a ‘walk of decision.’ Of course it could as easily be a run, a cycle or a drive. In essence you gotta step out of the usual box and move into free space – away from the impeding clutter of TV, laptop, computer, or mobile phone. As you go you can ‘swing backwards and forwards’ in your mind. ‘What have I not done and what could I do ?’ Is there something you have seen or heard along life’s path up until now. Something that perhaps someone else has done ? Could the person with numerous decades on the clock who has taken up sky diving be an inspiration – it’s never too late to find out. What about that person who has cycled hundreds of miles, trekked across mountains or sailed vast oceans. These have all one thing in common – they didn’t do it from the comfort of an armchair, thumbing on their phone or staring hypnotically at a computer screen.
I am reminded of an excellent book ‘Your Best Year Yet’ written by Jenny Dittzler. This is a great aid and guide to help you set down some goals from small to large, from hobby or holidays to career or business. Once you have taken that walk, cycle, run, drive or general timeout; it is time to write out some goals for your year ahead. Write these in a specific book or even a diary. There is virtually no point in keeping the ideas in your head – they have to be sown. By writing some goals down you are sowing your seed. It is very much in keeping with the idea of creating a building. The building starts as an idea, it gets written down, drawn, evaluated and eventually constructed. Again the same holds true for creating cars, buses, boats, tractors or basically anything.
So you have the seeds of ideas and you have the method of applying the seeds – you are your very own seed drill. However there’s no point in the seed drill staying nice and clean and shiny. It has to ‘get dirty’ and get active sowing the seeds like this busy seed drill has done.
Set Some Goals.
You may set some different kinds of goals perhaps even like these general ones below.
1: Home. Are there jobs or projects you would like to do round your home ? Decorating, gardening etc
2: Family. Perhaps some family occasions which you could start to plan for now.
3: Travel / Holidays. Is there somewhere you would really like to go to ?
4: Work or Business. Do more, less or change direction.
5: Sport. Try out a new sport, join a club etc.
6: Hobbies. As big or as small as you choose. There are all sorts of hobbies and if you can’t choose one – create your own.
The ‘golden rule’ is of course, give yourself credit when you have taken action and made progress with your goals. See how you progress, be patient with yourself and don’t be afraid to alter your goals – remember they are ‘your goals’
I’d be glad to hear how you get along, so do feel free to get in touch with me; ‘Jake the Tractor’ I wish you well as you plan, prepare and sow your seeds for 2017. Right now, I’m for ‘hitting the road.’
Hello again friends. I hope this finds you well and enjoying a rest over the Christmas season. Christmas 2016 has come and gone. I can hardly believe that it was only a few weeks ago the cards were being written and sent, presents being bought, decorations and the Christmas tree put up.
How time flies when you are enjoying yourself. Here at Muddytrac Farm the team at Muddyfarm Models have had a busy lead up to Christmas. Dirtied New Holland tractors as well as Herron and NC tankers proved to be very popular.
I do love Christmas and seeing Santa just adds to the occasion.
Of course there is always lots of other things going on as well. I had a wee run down to Jordanstown one day to Al’s ‘old campus’ just below Knockagh. Incidentally I have to say that if you have never been I would highly recommend you take a visit to Knockagh Monument. Take some time out, maybe take a picnic and soak up the stillness and serenity of this superb vantage point overlooking Belfast Lough. See County Down stretch out and fade away into the distant Mournes. Watch the boats sail into and out of Belfast. Far below watch as the ‘tiny’ Larne train darts back and forth midst the bustle of east Antrim life.
Well I didn’t want to hang around at Knockagh too long that day in case I got cold feet. Instead I went on to somewhere a little warmer – the ‘old campus.’ It has changed somewhat over the years; though the long central spine walkway remains an ever present right of passage for those who dare to pass that way. In the great hall there was an expectant buzz as people thronged for a great occasion. Mitre boards and gowns of multi coloured splendour descended and then amongst the procession – I saw him ! Bedecked in black and gold was none other than, not Santa – the Chancellor ! After a very fine address the Chancellor conferred awards. This is the Chancellor below – you may recognise him.
After my trip to Jordanstown and seeing one ‘great man’ there was another ‘great man’ to wait for – Santa Claus. Excitement built as Christmas drew ever closer. I wrote a note to Santa and put it in the post. Some liquid refreshment and a mince pie were left for Santa. A wee carrot or two were left for Rudolph and friends. Then I went off to bed. I must admit I could hardly sleep. Somehow I got over but not before I thought I heard the sound of reindeer hoofs pawing on the roof. I took a look out – but saw absolutely nothing. Morning came and I rushed to see what Santa had left under the Christmas Tree.
Well I could hardly believe my eyes – what a surprise. Santa had really pulled out all the stops with some CLAAS and very Deere gifts. Take a look at these pictures to see what Santa brought me.
I had a great time over Christmas and I hope that you did too. Christmas can be a very expensive time however some of the best gifts we can give and receive are free. I’d like to share a gift with you right now which is absolutely free and which you can give to anyone, anytime of year. Try this and see for yourself.
Smiling is infectious, you can catch it like the flu,
When someone smiled at me today, I started smiling too.
I walked around the corner and someone saw me grin,
When he smiled I realised I had passed it on to him.
I thought about the smile and then realised its’ worth,
A single smile like mine could travel round the earth.
So if you feel a smile begin, don’t leave it undetected,
Start an epidemic quick and get the World infected.
( Author Unknown)
Well now that Christmas is over we have had several new arrivals here at Muddytrac Farm. Some ‘new’ New Holland Tractors and a Kverneland seed drill have just arrived in and soon will be heading off to new owners. This is them pictured below:
Well that’s about all for now. Thanks for looking in and do get in touch. For now this is your friend ‘Jake the Tractor’ wishing you a very Happy and Successful 2017.
A Grand Tour To No.10 Downing Street.
Can it really get any better than this ? A grand tour to No. 10 Downing Street ? Sometimes it is hard to know where to begin. This year has been a real fired up, all systems go kind of adventure. I have met so many people and got up to all kinds of things – it has been totally amazing. Well as I trundled along on this amazing year I wasn’t quite prepared for what happened. Out of the blue, I got a phone call from a lovely lady at Small Business Saturday UK asking if I might be interested in going along to a reception at No.10 Downing Street. Well you know me, I didn’t have to think twice ” Count me in ” I said. I had hardly put the phone down when some of the ‘little people’ came over and asked what I looked so excited about. “Its a secret” I said “but I’ll tell you nearer the time.” So things went on as usual. More loads of potatoes were brought into the Farm and I quietly prepared for ‘the visit’
To Clean Or Not To Clean – That Is The Question.
Well I had a bit of a tricky decision to make – to clean or not to clean. Given an occasion like this one would want to look and smell one’s best. If I went nice and clean and polished up I would be just like a new tractor fresh out of the factory. However if I went in my usual look that would be representative of both the muddy tractors produced at Muddytrac Farm and myself. The decision was made – no need for the pressure washer after all.
I need Help !
The more I thought about the visit to No.10 the more I realised – I need help ! So, I had a chat with some of the tractors around the Farm and before long I had a few volunteers to go with me. ‘Norman the New Holland’ was very keen to go. As London wasn’t a million miles from the New Holland factory at Basildon I agreed that a cousin of the tractors produced at Basildon might just be a nice touch. A couple of David Browns, two snow tractors and a Herron ferry tanker made up the party. We were all very excited the night before and could hardly sleep. Eventually after many a rendition of ‘The Wheels On The Tractor’ and ‘She’ll Be Coming Round The Mountain’ we eventually drifted off to sleep.
The Big Day.
The ‘big day’ arrived. Off we went through the fog to Belfast International Airport. I don’t know how he managed it; but Al the ‘factory manager’ somehow got us on board an Easyjet flight to Gatwick. I don’t know if they usually take tractors on the plane. Anyway, we had a nice flight and before long we were high above the sunny skies over the South of England watching as planes ahead descended and landed on the enormous runway at Gatwick Airport. With disembarkation completed we made our way to the ‘shuttle’ and onward by Gatwick Express to Victoria Station. After enjoying a hot cup of tea and a sausage roll at Victoria I headed off in the direction of Buckingham Palace. It was a cold morning but I kept up a brisk pace and soon arrived at ‘the Palace.’ I stopped for a while to get some pictures and spread the word about Small Business Saturday UK.
The Drive To Buckingham Palace
I Have Returned.
No Sitting Down On The Job.
Westminster Here I Come.
With a tight schedule to keep I was soon on my way. Keeping the power on I soon arrived at my next stop – the Houses of Parliament, Westminster. With my board proudly displaying the Small Business Saturday UK message I stopped across the way from Big Ben. I included him in this picture as I thought you might like to see him.
I’m Here !
No time to stop – Big Ben was ticking and I had no time for talking. On I went until eventually I arrived at the entry to Downing Street. On gaining admittance to the famous Street I was joined by others of the Small Business 100 attending the reception.
Small Business 100 at Downing Street.
Inside No.10 I had an amazing adventure . The surroundings were exquisite, the company marvellous and the reception – amazing. I was particularly pleased to meet Small Business Minister and Member of Parliament for Stourbridge; Margot James. All too soon the blur of activity, conversations and photographs came to an end. I reflected on the memory of watching autumn leaves floating delicately in the Downing Street gardens. We gathered at the front of No.10 for a final farewell group photograph of the Small Business Saturday UK ‘Small Business 100′ A snapshot in time of a memorable occasion when I, Jake the Tractor could very possibly have been ‘the first muddy tractor in Downing Street’ Here is a picture or two to finish off my very own ‘Grand Tour’
And So, All Good Things Come To An End.
As I close; I would like to say an ‘enormous thankyou‘ to all at Small Business Saturday UK, Margot James MP, UK Small Business Minister and our Hosts at No.10 Downing Street for a most fulfilling and enjoyable experience. And so this little muddy tractor and friends have left the stage. We have returned from whence we came – back to North Antrim and our ‘muddy tractor factory’ at Muddytrac Farm. For now, this is your friend ‘Jake the Tractor’ “Thanks for looking in and do get in touch.”
Why is it that sometimes in life you go looking for something ? You look here and there, high and low. However no matter where you look the thing you are looking for just won’t turn up. Let me tell you what happened recently. It was a pleasant Autumn morning.
I started the day just like any other day – slowly. As I eased gently into the day the morning sun crawled up over the hills; a golden orange glow greeting a clear blue sky. The ‘little people’ were already up and going about their work.
There was lots of activity. Some of the ‘little people’ were taking some Bobcat Skidsteers for a skid or two.
Meanwhile a tractor towing a load of tiny potatoes drove through the yard.
It was then that I noticed a scent. It was a strong distinct smell; there was something very familiar about it. For a moment or two I wondered what the smell was. Well as surely as the sun climbed slowly in the morning sky it slowly dawned upon me what this smell was – slurry ! Yes slurry; I knew that smell very well. I decided to go and see some slurry tankers hard at work spreading slurry. First I topped up my tank for the day and took a run round the yard at Muddytrac Farm. Then I waited at the top of the lane as our lorry brought a new load of tractors into Muddytrac Farm.
Off I went, I knew exactly what I was looking for; slurry tankers – just like the one in this picture.
Well what an adventure. I looked all around the area. I drove up more roads and lanes than I care to remember. There were no tankers at Portrush, Ballymoney or Bushmills. There were none at Ballybogey, Ballycastle or Cushendall. It was all too much – not a slurry tanker to be seen ! Then I saw a wee Same tractor staring into a field. ‘Have you seen any slurry tankers I asked him’ But he just replied ‘Take it easy lad’ and continued staring into the field. You know sometimes I worry about that tractor. Last time I went along that road he was doing the same thing – just standing there staring at the grass.
I decided to keep going. I went past some local farmers working at the potatoes. There were no slurry tankers here so I kept driving along.
By the time I had went past the Giants Causeway and the Dark Hedges I thought I would take a quick run around Torr Head. But all I found was the great scenery, birds flying high and sheep bleating at me from nearby fields. It was all too much. My quest for slurry tankers had failed miserably – so much for following my nose ! I cruised along the Causeway Coastal Route and decided to drop in with a friend who lives near The Whiterocks. There I could unwind and relax over a nice mug of tea.
At least it was a lovely sunny day. Before long I arrived at my friend’s lovely little thatched cottage near The Whiterocks.
Well I must say I really enjoyed my mug of tea. Down below we could see the golfers making their way round Calamity Corner at Royal Portrush Golf Club. Soon I was finished up and went back outside where to my astonishment I saw all these dirty slurry tankers ! Wow – I could hardly believe my eyes. I had looked round half the country to find slurry tankers and here were a whole lot of them parked up and enjoying the sunshine close to The Old Thatched cottage !
After all my frantic chasing around without finding a single slurry tanker here were a whole lot of slurry tankers – amazing.
I guess it goes to show that sometimes in life it is very easy to flap around with all systems go. However if we sometimes slow down, take our time, enjoy a cup of tea and think about things a bit the answer may just come to us. Much the same as happened me in my hunt for slurry tankers. If you would like to see more of the slurry tankers which the ‘little people’ at Muddytrac Farm produce then take a look at the link below. Thanks for stopping by and remember – to stay safe and take it easy out there – wherever you are. ‘Jake the Tractor’