Super this wheel buriette *. A steel rim of a red foil. A tire puncture proof 400x8 fluorescent yellow. An axle mounted on ball bearings. Bling bling and it throws! all on a fitting home. Cattle are turned in its path. (We have trains that can).
Well it took a little tinkering. A wheelbarrow frame retrieved from the roadside one day of departure on holiday (we do not abandon the dogs). Some tips 30x30 brackets, the 30x15 plate, a wooden handle bolts 6x50 few lengths of lath 200x15, the elbow grease, a pack of Guinness and around and played.
I have begotten you a super wheelbarrow, two wooden trays and fixing the driver's seat of my old Austin. Spray paint a swath tagger to whom I showed a striped red white blue card that I had drawn the day before he decamped quickly leaving behind his tool.
I can now proudly down to the village. 2 Km still holding the stretchers.
A problem not go down it. After an evening spent in the place known drinking establishment, of uncertain age, perhaps the interwar period. To get home, as was so well said Raffarin: "The road is straight but the slope is steep '' I do not like driving at night without lights especially when breathalyser could not stand the wind tunnel test. I imposed. Vacherie evening!
But the waitress was helpful and generous naivety of youth, she will charge me and take me back to my cottage. I think she has succumbed to the charm and aesthetics of my wheelbarrow. A real pleasure to use thanks to that wheel. Comfortable. Rocked by the rolling hitch digging into the tunnel of the night, I doze blissfully.
PS: I want to communicate my plans wheelbarrow against some beer packs.
PS 2: If you do not believe me check the purchase confirmed. (No beer but the wheel!)
* Buriette, thus called a wheelbarrow in the Morvan (the "small village" Elodie Frégé).
