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Which Way Now ?

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 ?

Which Way Now ?

Which Way Now ?


I looked this way and that way….

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This way ….

This way, that way.

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.

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.

Looking back.

Looking back.


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 !

Cross that bridge !

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.

Swirling along.

Swirling along.


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 moment in time.

A moment in time.


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.

Looking towards Runkerry.

Looking ahead.


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.

Get on track.

Get on track.


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.

See you soon !

See you soon !

Hunting For Tankers

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.

A New Day Dawns

A New Day Dawns

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.

Some of the 'little people'

Some of the ‘little people’


There was lots of activity. Some of the ‘little people’ were taking some Bobcat Skidsteers for a skid or two.

Bobcats are taken for a test drive by some of the 'little people'

Bobcats are taken for a test drive by some of the ‘little people’


Meanwhile  a  tractor towing a load of tiny potatoes drove through the yard.

Big load of tiny potatoes.

Big load of tiny potatoes.


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.

Tractors arrive at Muddytrac Farm.

Tractors arrive at 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.

Same looks into a field.

Same looks into a field.


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.

Harvesting Potatoes

Harvesting Potatoes.


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.

View from Torr Head to Rathlin Island

View from Torr Head to Rathlin Island


At least it was a lovely sunny day. Before long I arrived at my friend’s lovely little thatched cottage near The Whiterocks.

 

My Friend at The Old Thatched Cottage

My Friend at The Old Thatched Cottage

Enjoying Some Slow Down Time.

Enjoying Some Slow Down Time.


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 !

Tankers Galore !

Slurry Tankers Galore !


After all my frantic chasing around without finding a single slurry tanker here were a whole lot of slurry tankers – amazing.

NC Tankers

NC Slurry Tankers

Abbey Tankers

Abbey Slurry Tankers

Conor Tanker

Conor Slurry Tanker

Herron Ferry Tankers

Herron Slurry Tankers


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’

http://www.muddyfarmmodels.com/dept_list.php?selDEPT=8&selFORMAT=Dirtied&selCAT=Tankers