We got that licked up in no time, thanks to the "buggy man"...no long drives to the truck, and thankfully, no mud. Does that ever make a difference! There was, however, a strong wind that wanted to send the fluffy canola flying out of the header when we were going to the west. We got it all, though.
We moved everything back to the yard and while Kim fueled up his combine and got started swapping out his concaves, Al got the radiators blown out on our rig. The alarm kept going off while Marilyn was in the canola and since we had to go by the yard, it was easier to blow them out at the shop.
We took our combine out to the standing wheat field, which was just behind the home 40 and did a sample...15.8% moisture...good enough to cut 2,000 bushels or so for the air bin. Kim got the canola unloaded and moved the auger to the air bin and we went out in the grain truck to start combining.
Kim finally made it out to the field and Al was kept hopping hauling back to the yard. Fortunately he had a "Pete's Pass" for a short cut to the bins, which were almost in the field. With all the moisture that has fallen, there are a lot more wet areas going across the usual routes back into the yard...as you can see ahead of the combine as the moon is coming up.
Just after sunset, we got our quota cut, parked the combines and rode back to the yard in the grain truck. Marg had supper ready for us and plans were made for tomorrow. Time to get back in the groove.
What a weird year...
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