View of the day-Trying to keep up with the barley. Marilyn dumps in the cart while Al fills the truck.
The day didn't start off too good. After having the charger on the pickup batteries all night the hope was that it would start right up first thing in the morning...no chance...stone dead.
Al dumped the grain truck and by the time he got back, Marilyn had coaxed the truck into starting and Al sent her to Langenburg to pick up two new batteries...enough is enough. Not paying attention to where she was going...for some reason the turn to Yorkton seemed the way to go, Marilyn took the scenic route into Langenburg. After picking up the batteries and a few groceries, she took the straight shot back to the field where Al had serviced the rig and was already combining.
It was a productive day, a few sprinkles every now and again, but nothing to stop the flow of barley...Al was kept hopping. The wind was pretty wicked, which made picking up the swaths going west quite and experience, especially after the sun went down. The crop was so dusty and the wind swirled the dust and chaff in front of the combine, there were a couple of times Marilyn must have appeared drunk as she swerved around in the dark and dust looking for the grain cart. When she did find it, the dust coming off the unloading auger made it almost impossible to tell when the grain was piling up...in the truck or the cart.
A hundred acre day, with less than that left in the field for tomorrow...
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