Tuesday, September 25, 2012

September 24, 2012

View of the day-Mother Natures last hurrah.  Seems like she gives us all these beautiful colors to help us take our mind off the six months of brown and grey we will have to live with.

Big day today, Al was out early...unloading, as usual.  Marilyn was up just as early to make a road trip into Yorkton to pick up a new pulley and belt...the belt was "just in case".  We got it under warranty, but it is quite the job to put on...it has to go around 5 or 6 pulleys that are behind other pulleys and belts.  We had changed one on one of our other machines and it was a real headache.  We are hoping that the one that is on, will last for the remaining 450 acres, then it will be up to the dealership to change it once the combine is taken in for the winter "Uptime" servicing.

Marilyn was back at the field by 11am and since Al had done all the servicing while he waited, the only thing to do was put the pulley  on and go.

And go we did.  Marilyn got out of the combine only three times during the day, Al on the other hand was getting his exercise by moving the trucks further down the field every time he came back from the elevator.  We had made three rounds around this quarter section well over a week ago...it was another one that was testing close to 20% moisture...but now it was down to 12.5% and the elevator had no problem taking it at that.  

This field was nice and flat, so Marilyn could make pretty good time on it...it was also running around 33 bu/ac, as opposed to the 65+ bu/ac we had done a few days ago, so that helped with the through-put.

It was Monday, so you know what that means...Monday Night Football...so once the elevator was closed, Al left the trucks and cart for Marilyn to fill and went back to the camper to watch the game.  She got the trucks filled and had a hopper for the grain cart, but couldn't fill it because she ran out of field, which was just as well...it was 10pm already.

To be fair, Al did give Marilyn the option of staying and combining while he went in to watch at the camper, or she could go in to the camper and he would combine and listen to the game on the Sirius satellite radio.  Marilyn decided that since...coincidentally, of course...most times that Al drives the combine, something goes wrong, she didn't want to take the chance that the belt would let go, so she stayed put.

After finishing the field and fueling the combine, she stopped in Abernethy to get the slip tank filled again, then headed for the camper.  When she got back, Al had just returned from the house where Bob had invited Al to try out some fish he had caught on one of his fishing trips.  Al was impressed with the fish.

And with the 142 acres Marilyn had gotten covered today...

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