We started out with a plan this morning, but by the the time we got into the yard and started the General airing up, all the plans had changed.
Al had noticed the auger he was dumping into was making strange noises and it seemed like the swing part of the auger wasn't in sync with the main part. He had a good ear...unfortunately, the gearbox was shot, so the guys were off for parts.
Marilyn was getting the combine greased while Al was supposed to be dumping the General. Because there was a possibility of rain, the farmer wanted to move across the road to get the barley off. With only one auger, we both had to be combining the same crop. We got the settings changed and started into the barley.
Marilyn ran into town to get lunch while Al combined, then she took over until the semi and the combine were full. The General still had canola in it from yesterday that they couldn't auger into the bin, until the new gear box made the scene. So with no more room, she got to take it easy in the combine cab for a couple of hours.
Finally the auger was fixed and the other combine came out and we were rolling again. Marilyn was getting regular exercise by going out and unloading the rocks in the header that she kept picking up...some too heavy for her to lift.
Once the sun went down, it started to get tough...thankfully the rains had missed us. Marilyn went out and pulled another big rock out of the header, then realized it was only half of a huge rock. The other half was jammed tightly under the auger, so tight, in fact that to get it out, we had to take the header off the combine.
We had a shortage of tools, but did manage to get it out by wrapping a tie down strap behind it and back to either side of the feeder house. which gave it enough pull to work it loose. By this time we had decided to call it a night.
We got the General back to the yard, where the other combine was standing with header issues. It was too dark to do any work on it, so everyone was shut down for the day.
More barley tomorrow...if it doesn't rain...
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