them pics bring back a lot of great memories of me riding on my step-pap's jd tractor with my uncle. he only had B's till around 65-when he bought a jd model 50-boy could i steer it a lot easier(i thought that-ha) when school left out i would go and stay their for most of the summer.
the first place he made hay at, was his daughter's one field in our little town, 5 miles from the farm, all state road, my uncle would let me stand between his leg's, and i got to steer the whole way to town, all with a jd 14t baler, and 2 hay wagons in tow. he would say-keep such and such tires right along the painted lines.
it was a blast i thought back then, even climbing the hill out of town, when he would tell me to step out onto the axle housing so he could shift gears to pull the hill. heck i wasn't even scared back then at the time--i just hung on tight-hehe.