Don't you love it when your brain plays a trick on you?
Yesterday afternoon and evening I got the first of the tubes installed with the liquid ballast in it and all inflated nicely to 10 PSI. It looked great. After supper I went down and drained the liquid ballast out of the first tire, the tubeless one, and pumped the liquid ballast into my pressure pot, installed the tube into the tire, and hooked it up to let it fill the liquid ballast into the tube overnight.
I only pressurize the pot to about 14 psi so that no matter what happened it couldn't over pressurize the tire very substantially.
As it turns out the whole system had about 8 psi in it this morning. So I shot a little more air in it to bring it up to the 10 or 11 PSI and happily rolled the tire out to the tractor and got it installed on the lugs and snugged it up real nice.
Victory!
Then I went back to either start cleaning up the mess or get the other tire and go put it back on the tractor.
That's when my brain asked me, " do you suppose that copper coupling is going to hurt that tube?"
You see in the first iteration when I was using the battery operated pump to pump the ballast from the tub through the crack in the bead, I had wedged a 3/4 in copper coupling between the tire and the rim to hold the discharge tube of that little pump and not pinch it. And somewhere in the process that coupling slipped and fell down inside the tire. And I decided it wasn't really going to hurt anything. It would tumble around harmlessly inside that tire for a hundred years before it made any meaningful wear or damage. So I decided to ignore it.
But since then I broke the bead and drained all the fluid and stuffed a new tube up in there. And missed my chance to easily retrieve that coupling. Because I forgot it was in there.
Forgot, that is, until I had the whole thing all filled up and pressurized and bolted back on the tractor. That's when my brain remembered the coupling. Ugh.
So the wheel is now back in the tub draining the contents of the tube out so that I can poke around in there searching for that goofy coupling.
All because my brain didn't think it was important to remind me of this information in a timely manner.
This is not my fault. It's my brain's fault. I blame him.

"Never be afraid to try something new. How hard can it be?"