We finally got to that iron run today; Larry after all needed a couple more minor adjustments (something about a bright red light on the dashboard that read BRAKE FAILURE) before we went back to abusing his clutch. Did you know burning clutch smells rather like popcorn?
So here's the pic from today. That big flat rusty hunk of rusty rust on the bottom is (was) some sort of snow plough attachment for I guess a pickup truck. Holy cow was that thing heavy. But we managed to get it in (and out), and Larry's bumper is still even intact.
Today's load came to an even half-ton; that puts our totals for scrap iron (this does not include cars) removed from this place since we've been getting receipts (March 2008) at thirty-two trips to the scrapyard, and 28,000 pounds of iron. That's fourteen tons even.
We already have a sizable pile of stuff for a precious metals run; after that we plan on another one with the lighter stuff in the bus (doors, hoods, fenders, &c).
Yes, there's still more.