They got home to our house at twilight with an increasing moon cheering them on. I got the pic above right before we went inside to eat. In Colorado Springs it was loaded on the trailer with a fork lift borrowed for the occasion. After lashing it down with chains, they began the journey home. They took an alternate route, deciding not to attempt our steep mountain road at the end of a long day.
They put chains around the Ironworker, and hooked the chain on the bucket. The bucket loader picked it up off the trailer and Cord drove the trailer out from under it.
Our neighbor Steve set it down to get re-adjusted but it did not want to lift it again.
Around this time - another neighbor showed up with a skid loader, ready to help. Cord had talked to him the night before and he wanted to see what was going on. So here is this little skid loader and a humungous bucket loader that barely fit in the driveway. Together, the guys figured it out.
The next step was to see if Steve could squeeze the giant bucket loader into place to help lift it just enough to get it positioned.
And so he did.
Welcome home Ironworker.