Hayyy!

On to today.



I got up and did chores as usual.

Since there were not cattle to chase around that we knew of, we took on some different projects. Ross and Dean got ready to head out to the hayfield right away while I went out and checked wells after teh lightning we had the other night.



I helped them load a fuel tank and then off I went with a four wheeler. All the wells actually checked out good, but one managed to shock the crap out of me. I was standing with my feet in the mud and I grabbed the wooden transformer post to hold me up. There must have been some pretty good waves traveling through there to shock me through wood- but it did. The water wasn't hot (electrified) though, so it wasn't that huge of a deal. But, we will take a look at it.



After I got back, I stopped at home and grabbed some snacks, then went up to the shed to service and fuel up my tractor before I took off. Merle went down to the field to try to unplug his baler while I was fueling up. Before I could leave, he radioed me to come down and help it I could. Boy was he plugged up. Once we got it out it went fine, but it was rough until that point. Then, I headed back home and started raking around the draw that has lots of washouts and stuff in it. After taking that slow and easy he caught up to me right away. In the process of raking that piece, i managed to break a spring, but we got 'er bent back into place and fixed in no time. When we finished that one we went and made a round in the bottoms to the north of the ranch and then dinner was ready. So, we just unhooked my rake and took the tractor up to eat. Adrienne made some amazing meatloaf and potatoes. Merle was remarking how this would be our last hot hayfield lunch...sad day! Sandwiches here we come!



We headed back down after dinner and raked all day long. When we finished the bottoms we went down to a field of Delberts south of the neighbor's (Ed) place. When we finished that 40 or so really thick, good acres we headed up towards the big hay field by Bravehawks that Dean and Ross had been cutting on for a couple days. They were leaving as we pulled in. We just got our tractors down there, parked them, and then came home. It took long enough just to do that because my rake wheels vibrate and shake pretty bad going down the road so you have to take it pretty easy.



Overall, the afternoon was good. No major disasters or bent metal that I heard of. I made some comment about a bull not doing his job (he was off by himself). Merle said he must be whipped, and Delbert had to get on the radio and say something about him beign a college bull! I follwed that with...since there are no video games, pizza, or beer, he's far from it! Sometimes, everyone just gets bored and all sorts of things come across that radio.



When we got home I helped Merle fill feed pails for tomorrow and then I came home myself. One last story. Merle was telling us this morning that yesterday there was a van coming down Hisle road towards him with a tire just plain sliding. So he stopped and told them that their tire was sliding really bad. Then, they wanted a ride. He said no, sorry, I'm in a hurry and went on. No further than a couple miles down the road the cops came flying down the hill chasing after the van. Apparently they had beat someone up but Merle said they were stuck behind a caravan of the youthworks people and had a sliding tire...guess it wasnt' there day. Good thing he didn't give them a ride! ...just an example of the sorts of random stuff you find out here.



I thought that was a pretty funny one. Anyway, it's past my bedtime. I'm headed to a wedding tomorrow. Since I'm the personal attendant (boy what a title) I have to be there Friday and Saturday. Then, I'm gunna run home Sunday and come back Monday. I hate to leave when we're 260 acres behind on baling, but if I'm in Kimball for the wedding it's so easy to run home quick and get a coupel long past due things done. And as Merle tells me...the hay will be here when you get back.



So, I may not be on here for a day or two depending on the internet access at the bunkhouse i'm staying in. We'll see!



"Work and pray, live on hay. You'll get to the pie in the sky when you die." -Joe Hill