There is just something about pushing a mower, or walking behind one that is relaxing. It's just not the same with a riding one.
It funny - a lot of people feel that way but I really dislike it. I don't mind running a weed eater but mowers and mowing are something I have to force myself to deal with.
Oh, I don't know. This is more my kinda mowing...
I mowed from about 5:30 until about 8 last night and got maybe half the pasture done. Gonna finish the rest this evening. It was the first time I'd driven this particular tractor and the gear pattern was different than the one I was used to but it wasn't too hard once you got the hang of it. But You really had to watch out for the hay spear on the corners though or you'd knock something down.
I managed to run over a big ball of barbed wire right off the bat and the darned thing almost shook me to death before I could get the PTO stopped. There's a junk pile out in the pasture and I was mowing around it and I guess the barbed wire got drug off the pile somehow and out in the weeds. But however it got there, I didn't see it coz the weeds were so tall and when I ran over it with the bushhog it got all wrapped around the blades and it was real fun there for a minute. Once I got it stopped, I drove it back to the barn, raised the mower, shut the tractor off, and cut it all loose with the bolt cutters. It was a real mess, but at least it didn't break anything and I could go back to mowing. I would've never heard the end of it if I'd broke the bushhog!