I need to retitle this blog "The Idiot Yankee - Learn From My Mistakes".
So on a beautiful spring day I decided to get my tractors out of my mother's lean-to and make sure they were ready for the season. Li'l Red fired right up and I drove her around the yard and pasture to be sure everything was working. Then I went back for Reputa and she also fired right up and I headed to the pasture to run the cobwebs out. And here's where I made a terrible, terrible mistake. After the last mowing of 2025, I neglected to clean off the top of the mower deck, where grass and leaves had packed between the deck and the bottom of the tractor. I'm sure some enterprising mice probably nested in that warm and cozy litter, adding to the tinderbox. As I drove around the pasture I decided to engage the mower deck to be sure it was working. I went around the pasture twice and suddenly realized there was smoke coming out from under the tractor, and assumed a belt was stuck. I shut the deck off and headed toward the house to take a look, but within seconds I saw flames shooting out from under the tractor. I immediately shut it off and lumbered toward the garage to find a hose. As I was hooking up the hose to the spigot, I looked up and saw smoke and flames in the pasture. This was the beginning of about a three hour panic attack - I called my mother, screaming, hung up and dialed 911, screaming. Mom couldn't understand what I was saying, so she came down and I was screaming at her to go get more hoses. At this point my neighbors across the street came running over to see what was happening and immediately jumped in to help. My other neighbor had heard the screaming and was walking down her driveway to figure out what was going on, and through the woods she saw the smoke. She came racing over to help, too. Within what seemed like only five minutes there were police, ambulance, and fire vehicles swarming the yard. The fire department had a forestry truck that they were able to drive right into the pasture and begin hosing everything down. I was zero help as all I could do was sob hysterically and attempt to beat any flames out with a shovel. The fire chief told me this was their second call that day - conditions are still extremely dry in our area and it doesn't take much to go from a spark to a full on fire. I am so lucky they were able to contain it to the pasture, and I am forever thankful to my amazing neighbors, and the police, fire, and ambulance crews that got here so quickly. I'm not sure if Reputa will run again, but if not it's a small price to pay. I keep thinking of what could have happened if the fire had spread more quickly - I could have burned down my neighbor's homes, not to mention hundreds of acres of forest. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened. I have learned one more valuable lesson in my life.













