View of the day-Stopped to check the loads at the highway where we unloaded just over three weeks ago.
What a day! We slept in a bit, then started to get things organized for the second trip to Yorkton. The plan was to take the General's load and the camper back to Yorkton, then Al would come back at a later date to settle up and bring the pickup header home.
First on the list, we had to batten down the hatches in the camper, hook up to the Dodge, then take it to the...ahem...dump station. As we parked on a nice sloped hill, there was a gush of water from underneath the camper...and we weren't hooked up to any water. We figured it must have come in when the membrane on the water pump allowed the water to backfill into the fresh water tank and since the belly is enclosed, it wasn't until we were on tilt that it could get out. Something else to check on when we get home.
After we had gotten the combine loaded yesterday, Al discovered that the outside back dual on the combine trailer was flat, he aired it up so it would be ready for the road today...this morning it was flat again and there was no way it was going to hold air with the blowout on the side. Being as it was Sunday, we tried to get hold of the tire guy...no luck...so we came up with a plan. We would take the tire off, go home with just the camper load, take one of the tires off the Freightliner, which was at home, then go back to Balcarres, mount it and be on our way by 2pm. It looked good on paper.
We got home with the camper, Marilyn got it parked it in the unloading zone, just outside the front door while Al took the tire off the Freight. We loaded the tire on the Dodge and headed back for Balcarres.
Back at the farm, we were having a time of it trying to get the tire mounted back where it belonged. We had driven the inside dual up on a couple of the ramps that we use for loading the tractor and cart, which allowed us some room to get the tire off...but it wasn't working for putting the tire back on. The fender was just low enough that the tire had to be tucked under it before it would go into place and it wouldn't do that because the bolt studs were sticking out just far enough that it wouldn't clear. Then it started to pour.
We waited for a bit as the shower passed, then got another jack out to see if that would lift it high enough, because now the inside dual had shifted. After a lot of 'discussion', we finally managed to get it where it belonged and we were able to get on the road by 3:45pm...later than we had hoped, but with only an hour to drive, we were sure we could make it. Of course, that would be on a day when we had left our luck in another pair of pants.
After leaving the yard and stopping to check the load by the highway, we felt pretty good about the rest of the trip...we were even getting to take the pickup head home. We had just turned onto the highway, when Al called to say he was having power issues with the General...so it wouldn't be an hours drive, after all. He was pretty sure it was a fuel filter issue, so he kept limping along and eventually something must have shook loose, because he was able to get in the tall one, even though we had to fight a strong wind.
We got home, parked the header, unloaded the combine
and parked it and the shop trailer in the yard, then Al got the trailer hooked back up so he could take it out to his friend, Danny's, farm where the cart trailer was. Marilyn started unloading the camper...oh, joy...and Al had a shower, then headed directly for his massaging LazyBoy recliner and some NFL football.
We still have to clean the equipment, so we're not done yet...
What a day! We slept in a bit, then started to get things organized for the second trip to Yorkton. The plan was to take the General's load and the camper back to Yorkton, then Al would come back at a later date to settle up and bring the pickup header home.
First on the list, we had to batten down the hatches in the camper, hook up to the Dodge, then take it to the...ahem...dump station. As we parked on a nice sloped hill, there was a gush of water from underneath the camper...and we weren't hooked up to any water. We figured it must have come in when the membrane on the water pump allowed the water to backfill into the fresh water tank and since the belly is enclosed, it wasn't until we were on tilt that it could get out. Something else to check on when we get home.
After we had gotten the combine loaded yesterday, Al discovered that the outside back dual on the combine trailer was flat, he aired it up so it would be ready for the road today...this morning it was flat again and there was no way it was going to hold air with the blowout on the side. Being as it was Sunday, we tried to get hold of the tire guy...no luck...so we came up with a plan. We would take the tire off, go home with just the camper load, take one of the tires off the Freightliner, which was at home, then go back to Balcarres, mount it and be on our way by 2pm. It looked good on paper.
We got home with the camper, Marilyn got it parked it in the unloading zone, just outside the front door while Al took the tire off the Freight. We loaded the tire on the Dodge and headed back for Balcarres.
Back at the farm, we were having a time of it trying to get the tire mounted back where it belonged. We had driven the inside dual up on a couple of the ramps that we use for loading the tractor and cart, which allowed us some room to get the tire off...but it wasn't working for putting the tire back on. The fender was just low enough that the tire had to be tucked under it before it would go into place and it wouldn't do that because the bolt studs were sticking out just far enough that it wouldn't clear. Then it started to pour.
We waited for a bit as the shower passed, then got another jack out to see if that would lift it high enough, because now the inside dual had shifted. After a lot of 'discussion', we finally managed to get it where it belonged and we were able to get on the road by 3:45pm...later than we had hoped, but with only an hour to drive, we were sure we could make it. Of course, that would be on a day when we had left our luck in another pair of pants.
After leaving the yard and stopping to check the load by the highway, we felt pretty good about the rest of the trip...we were even getting to take the pickup head home. We had just turned onto the highway, when Al called to say he was having power issues with the General...so it wouldn't be an hours drive, after all. He was pretty sure it was a fuel filter issue, so he kept limping along and eventually something must have shook loose, because he was able to get in the tall one, even though we had to fight a strong wind.
We got home, parked the header, unloaded the combine
and parked it and the shop trailer in the yard, then Al got the trailer hooked back up so he could take it out to his friend, Danny's, farm where the cart trailer was. Marilyn started unloading the camper...oh, joy...and Al had a shower, then headed directly for his massaging LazyBoy recliner and some NFL football.We still have to clean the equipment, so we're not done yet...
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