September 23, 2014

View of the day-Al gets to start the day combining...it started out tough and didn't get much better during the day. That seemed odd, since it was another hot day, you would think that it would get better as the day went on. Nope.

Marilyn got back from Yorkton by 11am, made lunches at the camper, then went out to the field to take over from Al, who had just started combining. Just as she took over, the combine that had been finally pulled out of the hole and was combining next to her, plugged his rotor...and it wasn't coming out easy.

Marilyn was just thinking about how she couldn't remember the last time the rotor had plugged on our machines. Jinx. The feederhouse had been plugging on a regular basis, but she would rather be reversing the feeder, rather than taking the wad right through the combine and plugging things up. That theory had been working quite well up until now.

So the rotor plugged as she was going around a slough. Al came over and after some cursing and big iron, we got the concaves dropped and the wads removed. We only lost an hour.

We finished the field and started to move over to the next field, three miles to the west. Marilyn was bringing up the rear of the four combine parade and, going into the sun just as it was going down, was not a treat...combined with a narrow two-track trail to drive down made it even more nerve wracking.

Then the phone call came. We had all stopped and the man in front was checking the low water crossing on the back road we had been taking and he found out there was a sink hole. We were going to have to back up the narrow road to the intersection we had passed...and Marilyn had to break trail. What the heck, it was only an eighth of a mile.

We got moved over without any catastrophes and started picking up swaths again. Once the bin was filled, we shut down for the night.

And the phone keeps ringing with people looking for harvesters...