After the tractor was fixed, SWMBO had a stump that a large rock had grown into, and was in the refuse pile of our local dumping place. It was fun just getting down there, using a 16 gear tranny, loader bucket, and backhoe and outriggers to get it all just right to pick this thing from where it was, and get it to street level.
I got it all rigged up, but SWMBO being an expert at all things, did not agree with my rigging. (Offshore Petroleum Institute, and a couple of OSHA certifications). Anyway, I had the buckets so that if it started to tip, the bucket was never 8" off the deck, and if it did go over, it would land on the buckets as stoppers. A frightening thing for a neophyte, or a woman. Fairly frightening thing for a man to have a loader up on two wheels, even when you know it's all okay.
Anyway, I was proud that it did exactly as planned, and when we did hit the balance point, and over it went, it stopped exactly when it hit the bucket.
"PUSH IT BACK OVER", I barked. What? Where? I pointed, and she gave it about a 12 oz push, and it landed back on all fours. A five foot woman pushing a front end loader back past it's balance point. I guess she had imagined it barrel rolling down the street.
"Do you get it now?" "Yeah", she said, it's really pretty simple."
"That's why I tell you to stand back far enough so nothing can grab ya if we do miscalclate."
She's getting better about standing back, although every once in a while, I'll give her a shove, or so something to scare the holy living shit out of her, and her her know she's in the bad zone.
Training groundpounders is so much fun.
Steve