Frankenmower

At the end of last summer, the old gas-powered lawn-mower at the cottage died. The motor was happy to carry on, but the body rusted out and the front half pretty well fell off.

OK, that's a slight exaggeration, but it did rust through, crack, and collapse. Like so.

Handy Dad managed to get his hands on a free mower that someone wanted GONE from their shed (yay! Free!) but it was... fickle.

They could get it started, but it would only run as long as the choke was open, and it tended to bog down in the long grass. We don't have much room for a prima-donna mower at the cottage, and let's face it, the grass there is ALWAYS long.

That's when the captain asked whether they should just swap the good motor from Rusty to replace the one on Mr. Fickle.

Commence operation "Frankemower!"

Surprisingly, Rusty's motor fit perfectly when they attached it to Mr Fickle. They swapped the handle with the controls at the same, fired it up, and it's like it's always been that way.

Huh.

If only all cottage repairs were this quick and effective.

Good jorb, guys!

The also salvaged the wheels from Rusty. The wee lad seems to think he's going to build a cottage go kart. Stay tuned for more adventures of operation Go Kart!