Be careful when securing kegs!
A long long time ago my family was going up to their cabin for a long weekend. Kegs were standard at these weekends. (I’ve got a great picture of me and my cousins working the keg when I was about 3yrs old.) The cabin was on top of a very large hill. (we call them mountains, but according to the rules I learned in physical geography they don’t quite qualify) There was a distributer in the tiny hamlet at the bottom of the hill, and this is where the keg was picked up.
The car we had was a '78 Ford Fairmont wagon. Silver with blue interior.
The keg was put in the “wayback,” and we started up the hill.
The road up the hill is a dirt road, very rocky and bumpy. And it starts out at an alarmingly steep grade. We’d made it less than 100yds up the hill when the keg rolled back against the hatch.
The hatch wasn’t latched as securely as it apparently should have been.
The keg rolled out, and bounced merrily down the hill, with my parents giving chase.
The rats’ carrier almost seems to be made to be seatbelted in place. I have also buckled in animals of the, ahem, non-biological variety, to impress upon tiny flodnaks that we always wear our seatbelts.
We used to have a large plaster bust of a fellow by the name of Hans Nielsen Hauge, one of my husband’s more famous ancestors. That bust was buckled in at least twice: once when friends were helping us move (they added a fedora and a necktie, which I thought was a stylish touch); and once when we were taking it with us on a long drive south, to give it to my husband’s sister who wanted it a lot more than we did. Actually we didn’t want it at all, so one could say she wanted it infinitely more than we did. Anyway, the bust was buckled in the back seat of the car, and was left there while we went into a restaurant to have supper. I forgot it was there and had quite a start when I saw a man sitting in the dark back seat, until I remembered it was ol’ Hans :eek:
OMG, I thought I was the only one that had ever done that! I very occasionally do cryosurgery, and the economics make delivery impractical. I haven’t done it in a few years, but I would get the dewar filled and drive it back to the office. It would occasionally give off a cloud of smoke.
The best part was using the left over liquid N2 to impress my kids. Freezing flowers, making fog, etc.
An FM radio station transmitter! In fact, I just returned from delivering it and looked up this thread just so I could post this. The transmitter is a backup we lent to another station that’s having weather problems. It’s roughly the size of a desktop computer. I seatbelted it into the passenger’s seat of my pickup because our transmitter “shack” is two miles off of a gravel road in the middle of a pasture, and it’s a pretty rough ride in some spots.
Plants, large & heavy flowerpots, chairs, computer stuff, other large things when I’ve moved, parakeets (in a cage), other items I’m forgetting. Anything large enough that needs to be stabilized is belted in.
Be careful when securing kegs!