- Joined
- Feb 26, 2013
- Messages
- 3,271
- Reaction score
- 4,827
A few weeks ago, late on a friday arvo, was sitting outside having a scotch discussing where we would detect the next morning.
So next morning, Mrs Redfin drives into town to get some fresh bread rolls, goes round to see her dad then back home.
A tad later off we go, about 15 k's on the bitumen, then turned onto a well graded track for about 3 k's. I commented that I heard a rattle, something loose, which I hate.
Then turned onto a undulating rutted track for about 1.5k's, till we reached our chosen destination.
When I investigated the source of the rattle it floored me, so funny.
a closer look
So next morning, Mrs Redfin drives into town to get some fresh bread rolls, goes round to see her dad then back home.
A tad later off we go, about 15 k's on the bitumen, then turned onto a well graded track for about 3 k's. I commented that I heard a rattle, something loose, which I hate.
Then turned onto a undulating rutted track for about 1.5k's, till we reached our chosen destination.
When I investigated the source of the rattle it floored me, so funny.
a closer look