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Differences between scrapers...

BrianHay

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Great pics Joe :Thumbsup Here is another link for you all. www.pushpull.ca I worked with the guy that runs this site for about 4 years. He runs a 637G. He has a laptop with a webcam mounted in it. It refreshes with a new pic every 30 seconds when he has it turned on. In the photo gallery the one labeled Brian is me and the ones labeled the stack are mine as well.
 
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surfer-joe

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OK, here's some more.

In 1971, I'd been home a year and had worked for my brother a while and a couple of other contractors. My 69 Oldsmobile and I were just about persona non gratis in the state, so my brother in law gets me a job down in San Antonio, Texas in his pals outdoor sign shop.

I blast my way down there, picking up a couple more of what made me so unwelcome in Michigan. It wasn't my fault, it was the Oldsmobile what did it. Nice car, a dark green two door hardtop 88, 455 cubic inch 400 honest horsepower engine, 140 mile per hour speedometer, the whole thing was a police special, originally specced for the Lansing, Michigan city police department. It buried the speedometer with ease and ran down most Corvettes and Mustangs so quickly they didn't know I was there till their doors came off from the suction of me going by.......

But I digress.

After falling sixteen feet or so off a well rotted sign near Kerrville, Texas one day, I quit the outdoor advertising business for good, and scrounged up a job out to McDonough Bros., a lime and cement outfit west of San Antone. The job was a night shift position driving a vacuum truck around the plant cleaning up dirt and dust. It was a ten hour shift, and I'm strictly a daytime person. I could, some nights, barely receive radio station WLS out of Chicago on the trucks radio. That helped keep me awake, but not always. I woke up one night, creeping along in first gear, blower motor (a Ford 6) wailing away, and about six feet straight in front of me was the main scale station weigh shack.

I dynamited the brakes and got her stopped, maybe a foot from the door of the shack, then got out and slid the smelly stuff down my pants legs and walked around a bit till my knees quit shaking so bad. You know how it is.......

While I got my normal aplomb back, I gave a hard think on just what the heck I was doing out there, at night, driving a dinky vacuum truck around a deserted plant for strictly minimum wage. (maybe $2.75 an hour or something like that at the time) Yep, I quit the next day, having worked a total of 12 nights.

I slept for two days straight, when the redheaded gal in the apartment next door to mine let me. (Oops, nother story!) Then I found a job with HB Zachry, one of Texas prime dirt contractors. I reported to work at the jobsite south of town on the banks of the Bexar River, for a position as a scraper hand. Wasn't sure what they had in mind, just that it was a scraper job, and it paid the princely sum of $4.75 an hour.

We didn't have to have a physical or pass a **** test in those days. That was sissy stuff. All we had to do was show up reasonably sober and breathing, preferably with two arms and two legs. I found the foreman and announced that "I was here!" He actually was quite glad to see me as he'd had two operators quit and one get hurt. So, him being short a 666 Cat hand, that's where I went the first day.

This fleet of 666's were all the "A" model. A little slow in the cut, but boy they'd scat on the haul road. We were carving out huge chunks of river bottom for a Corps of Engineers project involving widening and deepening the river channel right south of the 410 beltway. Zachry had 12 of these monsters in the spread and we really hauled some muck out of there. We had four D9G pushcats behind us most of the time, loaded in maybe 10 seconds flat. Till we hit the soft mucky spots. Then we might be stuck for an hour or so till the Cats got it figured out how to push or pull us out. No cushion hitches on these babies, they were a real HE-MAN'S machine!

It was great, I started on Wednesday, and the 666's were finished Friday at the end of the day. They had been down there for three months already and had most of the big dirt done. Now they were needed on a job down in Mexico and Zachry's mechanics were there to go right to work tearing them down for shipment. Wow, those were three great days!

The foreman came up to me with my paycheck and wondered what I was going to do with the big Cats gone, and my job with them. They were only taking Spanish speaking operators down to Mexico with the scrapers, and all I could say was "ole", and "Si!" I could speak a little Vietnamese too, but that didn't count for much. Well, I didn't know, but allowed as how I was looking for a job when I found that one, and guessed I could find another someplace.

The foreman, Dave, said "why don't you show up here Monday morning, I just might have a seat for you on something." "Ok, see you then," and I went off to party with the redhead for the weekend.

Monday I showed up and Dave slapped me on a Euclid TS14, as sweet a little scraper as you ever sat in the seat on. We used those TS14's and one D9G pushcat and a D8H dozer to finish up the cut in the river bottom. They would walk where the 666's sank out of sight and we had a ball for two months finishing up the dirt. Probably moved as much muck in those two months as the 666's did in a day.

When we finished there, we took the little blighters down to a dam somewhere south of town about fifty miles, maybe down to Lake LBJ, I don't remember. Roaded them down, took us all day. We then dug out the toe of the earth-filled dam and back-filled it all the way to the top with an additional 80 feet of well compacted fill. Took us about three weeks I think, then, here came Dave one Friday night. "Uh, these scrapers are going down to Mexico where the 666's went." "I guess you can't go, cause ya gotta speak Spanish," only he called it something else, we wasn't PC in those days either. I'd only picked up one other word in Spanish, which this being a family forum I can't repeat.

So, I was out of work again.

One good thing Zachry did that I always have remembered, was that they had a crew go around every project on weekends, and wash every earthmover on each job. The machines were then usually very clean on Monday, but you did get used to taking a roll of paper towels in to work, cause you had to wipe all the grease off the windscreen, steering wheel, other controls, and the seat cushions. Zachry used a Moly grease and lots of it, so those guys blasted it all over everything when they squirted the rigs down. Course they were in a hurry and couldn't be bothered with cleaning a little grease off things in the cockpit.

In the meantime, A tornado had came by the apartments where I was living and took out all the new construction that the owner was doing to ad more rooms. He was doing the redhead too by then, in exchange for her room rent. He politely informed me that I'd have to leave as they needed to modify my apartment so they could ad the new ones on. In fact, the carpenters had already knocked holes in the wall for the ceiling joists of the addition. But, I knew the real reason he was evicting me, so I'd found a new apartment, one with walls two feet thick, a ceiling about a half inch thick, and a place that literally crawled with cockroaches at night. It might have crawled during the day too, but I wasn't there for that. Man, I couldn't pass a little gas in that place without the guy upstairs thumping the floor with a mop handle and yelling, "be quiet down there!" I finally got mad one evening and thumped the ceiling right back with a ¾ drive ratchet handle, with which I threatened to use to install some fresh lumps on his pointy little head.

Anyway, I'd had about enough of San Antone, so, having traded in the mighty Olds for a new 71 Chev Vega panel truck, I loaded up and headed west out of town. As always, I was looking for a another job.
 

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Aww, bad boy Brian. Never, never leave the can up on a scraper, less there's a mechanic under it you don't like.
 

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What are you still doing up Brian? It's bedtime Man!

I have had some health problems the last four years that have either kept me home or in hospital. Seems the only social life I've had, is going to and from another doctor appointment.

I managed to stay put in Bakersfield 8 years, longest time I've lived in one town since I got out of diapers. Since I got married, the wife and I have moved somewhere around 44 times. Many of those moves were on the company dime, some on mine. I transferred a lot in later years with same company as I became a senior maintenance manager. Only one wife, she's stuck with me going on 35 years.

Looking at a new job right now that may require some travel in the southwest. Not looking forward to moving any more, done that, got the tee-shirt you know.

With my health greatly restored, I may still have a few more years to collect some more sea stories. We'll see how the interview goes this week.
 

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I've always had troubles with sleep off and on. Getting bad latley. I'm trying to get set up and settle down close to my kids. Haven't moved any dirt since January and my feet are getting real itchy already. I've lived my like a coyote sofar to.Probably feel a little better once we get everything going and I working steady again. I hate not working, I start going nutty reallu fast.

Really sad to hear about your health. Hope it gets better and the new job works out good.
 

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Interesting tales Joe.Always wanted to at least see a 666 running, if not take a crack at one myself. Big iron indeed.
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OK Alan,

I have run some other triple 6's, but only for an hour or so. As you remark, they are rare and getting more so every day. 657's are similar, but ride different and are much more maneuverable. The power situation is about the same tho.

Going over rough ground, such as is found in a cut, is a little smoother on the 666. You're speed is down, sure, but it's still a little better ride. 666's hold the road a little better, and are better on the fill too I think, unless it's really soft or mucky -- as in slippery. The front wheels will hydra-plane or skid on you in soft or slippery stuff, but they have a wheel brake, so you just throw a little of that on and it brings you around. Not too much or you will come around all the way to the stops, Not Good, it jars your teeth out and gives you a headache you see! Cabs are a bit bigger on the 666's, if you have a cab. Zachry's units were open ROPS.

The power is awesome! A good 651 will scoot right out on hard footing on the flats or down hill. Loaded is a little slower. The triple 6 really moves when you kick that back engine in! It's not like driving a double A fueler, but then, a AA fueler doesn't carry 54 yards of muck either. The sensation of speed and power together, along with the feel of the sheer size of the thing is what grabs you by the cajonie's. That's 950 horsepower or better putting it down town.

For a longer haul or a longer shift, I think I would prefer the 666 over the 657 or 651. Just a better ride overall. But they are harder and more costly to transport. And jobs that need that size of scraper went away for a while and Cat couldn't sell any, so they put them on the shelf, and never brought em back.

OK, true story time.

In early 1971, I was, for some reason I've forgotten, driving down Rte 550 toward's Cuba, New Mexico. I was back-tracking I think, cause I'd heard of a job down that way. First thing you know, I'm in a hell of a dust storm and my little Vega panel truck got a badly dusted windshield. OK, survived that. Next thing you know, I going up a little switchback around the corner and here comes a Cat 660 just barreling downhill. Course, he's in the middle of the road, and my Vega would fit twice in the bowl, and it was a narrow two-lane rural highway. I ran up on the shoulder, of which there wasn't much, and managed to get by him. The operator was the whitest faced Mexican I ever saw, scared crapless you know!. That wasn't bad enough, there were five more right behind him. Every one of them was just moaning from flat out engines and retarder's pulled on hard. The smell of burning brakes just about gagged me. I got real sweaty for a few minutes there.

This was back in the bad old days, no pilot cars, no pickups anywhere with blinky's, no nothing, just six 660's out for a spin. I turned around and followed them, figuring that they had to be going to a project nearby, and they were. I'd driven past the road leading in. It was site development for a coal burner power plant. But, there was no joy for me. It was a union job and I didn't have a card, nor did I want to drive all the way back to Albuquerque to sign up. I'd been there the day before and the union hall said things weren't looking good. So I turned around and headed back up to Colorado, where I looked up an old Seabee pal of mine and stayed there three days. By the way, those 660's were out of Albuquerque, they had left the day before at daylight, stayed overnight in Cuba, and left there at daylight.

In 1971, I was working for a little contractor doing some work at Perry Park south of Denver near Castle Rock. I was using a 955 Cat to load gravel out of a pit just on the east side of I-25. We only had two tandem dumps, so I was getting a lot of sack time between loads you see. I heard the unmistakable sound of a 651 or something like it approaching and stirred up to see what it was for sure and where it was headed.

It wasn't just one 651, there was about fifty of them, all being roaded right up the interstate. Some were close together, some were spread out. I watched this parade for about an hour as they lumbered on by headed north. I loaded the trucks again, settled in for more siesta, when here came a raft of 641's, maybe 30 or so. Same as the 51's, no pilot cars, no pickups, no police escort. OK. This was neat and I wondered where they were headed and where they came from. These machines all had the Holloway Construction Company decals on them.

The next day, about noon, here came a bunch of 666's, maybe 25 or so, and some 660's, about 30 or forty of them. Several lowboy's with D9 pushcats on board were mixed in. These trucks all had Holloway's decal on them too.

For those whom don't know Holloway, or remember his company, they were one of the larger dirt movers in America in the sixties and seventies. The old man was quite a guy. I met him and his son on a interstate job in Michigan where they had the dirt and my outfit had the base gravel and concrete paving contracts. Old man Holloway was just a regular guy, a real dirt stiff whom had come out of WWII and built up this company. He made most of his money building interstate and his company was based out of Michigan, but they worked from Canada to Florida, and in later years branched out clear to the Rockies. Unfortunately his son was killed when the corporate plane crashed around 1975 or so. The old man was retired by then, and heart-broken, he sold the company.

But, back to the story. All these scrapers were headed for Cherry Creek Reservoir near Denver. They were coming out of Albuquerque off a dam they had just finished. It took them a week to road everything up to Colorado, every inch of it on I-25. I have never seen such a parade of Cat scrapers before or since to match this one. Naturally, I enquired about a operator job, but the operating engineers in Colorado were practically murdering each other to get on the payroll, and they weren't taking any new people into the union. Story of my life.

Can you imagine sitting on one of those big ole things, throttle firewalled for 10 hours a day just lurching along the highway, cars and trucks whizzing by you with kids faces plastered to the windows.

So it goes, more tales from the dirt!
 

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Great pics Joe :Thumbsup Here is another link for you all. www.pushpull.ca I worked with the guy that runs this site for about 4 years. He runs a 637G. He has a laptop with a webcam mounted in it. It refreshes with a new pic every 30 seconds when he has it turned on. In the photo gallery the one labeled Brian is me and the ones labeled the stack are mine as well.

:eek: ... be careful if you are looking at the photo gallery (like I was with my 12 year old) 'cause the page title is a bit choice :beatsme
 

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Another great story thanks Joe

Sorry bout that Wulf. I never even thought about that. For anyone else looking with their kids the home page doesn't have a very nice title but once you click on a link and go past it, its all ok from there. .....last time I checked it was anyways.
 

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Another great story thanks Joe

X2 :) surfer-joe, you should write a book... seriously

Sorry bout that Wulf. I never even thought about that. For anyone else looking with their kids the home page doesn't have a very nice title but once you click on a link and go past it, its all ok from there. .....last time I checked it was anyways.

No big deal Brian I'm quick on the back button ... it nothing like the time he was researching for a project and he googled 'canadian beaver' :eek:
 

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I met some of those cb's, at a truck stop in Thunder Bay, Ontario years ago. They was real friendly, till they found out I was a Yank. Party over! Hoo Wha!!!....
 

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I was going through some of my pictures and remembered CB's question about cushion hitches. Well first I tried putting it into paint and circling it....that took over an hour then didn't work :bash :bash So then I finally decided to crop, zoom in and post along with the original. Thankfully that worked, I don't think my laptop would have survived another failed attempt. :eek:
 

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Well I appreciate all the effort Brian. :drinkup

Yeah, the picture shows alot. So is that cylinder more like a shock that absorbs movement or like a strut that actually support the joint?
 

BrianHay

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Thats a good question CB...not 100% sure on that one. I think Its like a strut..no a shock..ummm nope its a strut...:confused: :confused: I think I beter let someone else answer this one. :beatsme
 

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http://www.wikipatents.com/3953040.html#technical
The real technical explanation....trying to find one with pictures.....basically, the hydraulic cylinder you see is driven off of a pump in the transmission, which actually supports the hitch. This can be locked down solidly for loading and dragging fills, and also helps prevents "duck walking" on rough fills. Also useful when you need down pressure to help lift the tractor when you get stuck, don't ask....
The system also consists of 1 or 2 nitrogen charged accumulator cylinders, like a big gas shock, which absorbs impacts the tractor experiences. These are visible in the pic above, slightly to the right of the hitch cylinder. I know this is a basic explanation, maybe I better take the camera to work, and get some more pictures.
This is how the Catwerpillar system is laid out, Terex's Loadrunner, and Komatsu, and some John Deere scrapers,and the Cat 615 paddelewheel, used a nitrogen/hydraulic suspended axle under the tractor to accomplish the same thing. I haven't run these to rell you how well they worked.
Gotta be better than a stiff neck though..
 
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