I used to know a guy out near Hamilton who had a wonderful piece of property that butted up against the rifle range. Like a lot of people who came to Montana before it became the trendy thing, he had come out here for one reason or another and fell in love with the place. As a young machinist, he didnt have a lot of money, so he went back to California and worked himself silly for two years until he had what he thought was enough to come out and buy a piece of dirt. He found this piece of property that was being sold by an old widow. Being young and a bit inexperienced in the ways of real estate, he didn’t necessarily ask how big the piece that was for sale was. He just saw the “For Sale” sign, saw it was in his price range, and knocked on the door. He made the deal with the widow and right before they shook hands she said she’d take the money but “He had to take all the land.” Waitasec..what do you mean ‘all’? Turned out the offer she made was for the entire chunk of dirt…something like 36 acres or so. He thought it was just for the little chunk he saw that was immediately around her house. So, he wound up with a lot more land than he had thought he paid for. Good for him.
I was reminded of that story today when I went and bought another Beebe Bros. winch. A friend of mine was nice enough to ‘indefinite loan’ me his 2-ton Beebe Bros. hand winch. Awesome bit of old-style tool. But, while his loaning of it to me was generous, it’s still a loan and while I am grateful I also want to make sure he gets it back. So, I went hunting for one for my very own.
I lucked out and found, locally, a 5-ton that was in great shape and reasonably priced. Yay me! But I still wanted my own 2-ton so I could get this one back to its owner. So a month or two back I found on one Facebook for sale out near Ovando (40~ miles away). They wanted more than I was willing to pay. I told them, hey, I’ll give you 2/3 your ask on it. They demurred. I said no worries…if you still have it in a few months, let me know and the offer still stands. They contacted me the other week and I picked it up today. As I was driving back I was thinking how I was going to have to take it apart and clean it, and I was thinking about getting the 2-ton back to its generous owner. But something in my head wasn’t quite settling properly. And then I had the a-ha* moment: 
Yeah, that wasn’t the 2-ton model. Like the aforementioned friend, I thought I was buying the small and would up buying the large. Not complaining though. The difference between this and the other 5-ton is the drum on this one is a bit narrower (8″ vs 12″) making it slightly more portable.
It’s purpose? Hauling downed trees out of where I don’t want them and into the places I do. And I plan on moving a buncha rock next year, so it should be handy for that as well.
* = Trivia: “A-ha” means the same thing in every language.

