View of the day-Well, it's not the festive season yet, but this is a shot from a few years ago when we spent $350 on lights to decorate the rigs only to win a $20 ham in the Xmas light judging contest. The tires, header, grain coming out of the auger, spreaders and air screen were all "moving" with chasing lights, and Santa was driving. We only did it once, since for the next few years, the combine would winter in Oklahoma.
Got up bright and early, no rain, no snow, but everything was white...from the heavy frost that had gathered during the night. Marilyn had an early appointment to get her eyes checked...the six month checkup after lazik surgery. Al did a road trip to Shoal Lake, Manitoba to get a spare rotor and separator belt for the combine...well that and to check out the toys.
Marilyn continued getting things put away in the house and dug out Al's "Sunday go to meeting" duds. Al was elected to the board of the local junior hockey team-the Yorkton Terriers-he has been a fan forever and decided this was the year to jump on board. Tonight was the season opener and they had the executive go out onto the ice so the fans could see the new faces on the board. Marilyn had sent her camera in with the neighbour who was going the the game, to get some pictures for the "view of the day", but...dark, smoke, fireworks...they didn't turn out too good. So it was into the archives for today's view.
On the way back from Shoal Lake, Al passed a catastrophe on the side of the road. A 36 ft draper header (which usually has it's travelling wheels mounted on it permanently) was sitting on the ground-minus the wheels. It had skidded for a way while it was still hooked onto the pickup. Once Al saw the rest of the crew parked further down the road, he recognised the name on the truck, so he turned around and went back to see if they needed help. They had everything under control, so he continued home. Later on in the evening while Marilyn was slaving away over the Friday night movie on CTV, the phone rang and it was the harvester booking a room for the night. Apparently, Al forgot to mention the invitation.
Al met the harvester after the game and he was able to park his rig in the neighbours yard, since our two acres is pretty much all trees. After getting cleaned up, it was two hours of catching up on the season's harvest, comparing notes.
The farmer called today and we could be combining canola tomorrow if the day is as good as today was-weather wise anyway.
The last move away for the camper...
Got up bright and early, no rain, no snow, but everything was white...from the heavy frost that had gathered during the night. Marilyn had an early appointment to get her eyes checked...the six month checkup after lazik surgery. Al did a road trip to Shoal Lake, Manitoba to get a spare rotor and separator belt for the combine...well that and to check out the toys.
Marilyn continued getting things put away in the house and dug out Al's "Sunday go to meeting" duds. Al was elected to the board of the local junior hockey team-the Yorkton Terriers-he has been a fan forever and decided this was the year to jump on board. Tonight was the season opener and they had the executive go out onto the ice so the fans could see the new faces on the board. Marilyn had sent her camera in with the neighbour who was going the the game, to get some pictures for the "view of the day", but...dark, smoke, fireworks...they didn't turn out too good. So it was into the archives for today's view.
On the way back from Shoal Lake, Al passed a catastrophe on the side of the road. A 36 ft draper header (which usually has it's travelling wheels mounted on it permanently) was sitting on the ground-minus the wheels. It had skidded for a way while it was still hooked onto the pickup. Once Al saw the rest of the crew parked further down the road, he recognised the name on the truck, so he turned around and went back to see if they needed help. They had everything under control, so he continued home. Later on in the evening while Marilyn was slaving away over the Friday night movie on CTV, the phone rang and it was the harvester booking a room for the night. Apparently, Al forgot to mention the invitation.
Al met the harvester after the game and he was able to park his rig in the neighbours yard, since our two acres is pretty much all trees. After getting cleaned up, it was two hours of catching up on the season's harvest, comparing notes.
The farmer called today and we could be combining canola tomorrow if the day is as good as today was-weather wise anyway.
The last move away for the camper...
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