View of the day-The flex head has been sitting in the barn too long, someone took up residence but it looks like they have moved out for the season.
Another early day with lots to do. We left town around 8am and after grabbing a quick McMuffin, we headed out to get the combine. We saw the farmer where we had the combine parked was out in the field, so Al had to stop and have a long chat with him, putting us slightly behind schedule…not that we had a tight schedule. Once the General was aired up we left for Carlyle.
It was an uneventful drive, with no stopping until we got to the yard. We timed it just right getting there just as Kim was building lunch for him and Marg. After we had filled the furnace we went out to get the flex header out of storage where it had been for the last three years. Once we had it moved out we swapped it out with the straight header, putting it back in the barn where the flex had been. Al drove the rig into the back pasture where we would be unloading and cut a little to close to a pile of gravel Kim had to fill the potholes in the yard and ended up carving a corner off it, then driving over it with the combine trailer. There was a one foot high bead of gravel neatly piled the length of the trailer so he parked along one of the potholes and we made like highway workers and shovelled it off the trailer into the puddle…and Marilyn pulled something in her back…just like a highway worker.
We had to unload the combine and drop the pickup head off out in the pasture for the winter, then Al took a leaking brake pot off the General, then went into town to get a new one. Marilyn got the hot water pressure washer out and gave the combine a swish, making it look
like new…except for the shield that she had driven over. Al had taken the shield out to his brother’s press to straighten it out but hadn’t used anything flat between the press head and the shield, so it looked like he had used a sledge hammer to doctor it up…it still looks better than it did after the crunch.
After Al had the General back together, we started in changing the small wire concaves out for the wide wire ones we would need for the soybeans. There are three of them in pretty tight quarters and they weigh just under a ton each…or at least it feels like that much…not only that, they are kind of clumsy to get out of the machine. We have changed them out annually so we have it down to a science. Nephew Gordie was helping out, holding the bucket of bolts and passing the tools…and listening to the ‘well oiled machine’ cursing at each other. We got them in without any bloodshed, then loaded the combine back on the trailer and parked it where it will sit until we head for Pingree, North Dakota for the bean harvest.
We all went out for supper before heading back home to Yorkton with Al driving and Marilyn trying to get the blog done early for a change.
All that fresh air has made us sleepy…
Another early day with lots to do. We left town around 8am and after grabbing a quick McMuffin, we headed out to get the combine. We saw the farmer where we had the combine parked was out in the field, so Al had to stop and have a long chat with him, putting us slightly behind schedule…not that we had a tight schedule. Once the General was aired up we left for Carlyle.
It was an uneventful drive, with no stopping until we got to the yard. We timed it just right getting there just as Kim was building lunch for him and Marg. After we had filled the furnace we went out to get the flex header out of storage where it had been for the last three years. Once we had it moved out we swapped it out with the straight header, putting it back in the barn where the flex had been. Al drove the rig into the back pasture where we would be unloading and cut a little to close to a pile of gravel Kim had to fill the potholes in the yard and ended up carving a corner off it, then driving over it with the combine trailer. There was a one foot high bead of gravel neatly piled the length of the trailer so he parked along one of the potholes and we made like highway workers and shovelled it off the trailer into the puddle…and Marilyn pulled something in her back…just like a highway worker.
We had to unload the combine and drop the pickup head off out in the pasture for the winter, then Al took a leaking brake pot off the General, then went into town to get a new one. Marilyn got the hot water pressure washer out and gave the combine a swish, making it look
like new…except for the shield that she had driven over. Al had taken the shield out to his brother’s press to straighten it out but hadn’t used anything flat between the press head and the shield, so it looked like he had used a sledge hammer to doctor it up…it still looks better than it did after the crunch.After Al had the General back together, we started in changing the small wire concaves out for the wide wire ones we would need for the soybeans. There are three of them in pretty tight quarters and they weigh just under a ton each…or at least it feels like that much…not only that, they are kind of clumsy to get out of the machine. We have changed them out annually so we have it down to a science. Nephew Gordie was helping out, holding the bucket of bolts and passing the tools…and listening to the ‘well oiled machine’ cursing at each other. We got them in without any bloodshed, then loaded the combine back on the trailer and parked it where it will sit until we head for Pingree, North Dakota for the bean harvest.
We all went out for supper before heading back home to Yorkton with Al driving and Marilyn trying to get the blog done early for a change.
All that fresh air has made us sleepy…
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