Al was
up early to entertain…well, actually to settle up with a few guys, then we had
to go get the combine and tractor from the field at Carmen. John came by to pick us up from where we had
left the Dodge, at the combine trailer, and give us a ride out to the rigs.
We got
settled up with the Mott brothers, Ron and Darole, who complained that we never
seem to have the farmer’s name any where in the blog. Marilyn explained that
some folks don’t like to have their names out for all the world to see…but now
with this NSA deal, they likely don’t have a choice. Anyway, they are in this time.
After
saying our goodbyes, we headed back for Cherokee at 18 mph, now it was time to
load. The sky was fairly dark from a
rogue thunderstorm that was passing through, so the clouds were giving us a bit
of shade…but that didn’t last long and it looked like Cherokee had a shower, so
there was humidity to add to the high temps. Ideal conditions for loading…that was sarcasm.
Marilyn ordered a
pizza to pick up and we had lunch at the combine before getting down to work.
Al moved
the combine trailer over and got it hooked up to the shop trailer…it is a lot
easier for him to see what he is doing without the combine on the trailer. We got it hooked up, then it was time to
drive the combine on and chain it down. That went quick and we got the General
hooked up, hosed up and the backup camera mounted so he could see behind him. Marilyn went ahead and hooked up the header
trailer that had been left parked on the street, and we were off.
The trip
up was hot and windy…south windy,
which was a blessing. There were a lot
of other crews moving north and we met a lot of semis with empty trailers making
their back hauls for more equipment. We stopped once to check the load, then stopped
in Great Bend to fuel the Dodge and fill the slip tank for the combine.
We got
out to the bin site and started to get unloaded. Even with the high temps, being at the top of
the hill with the wind blowing helped to cool us down…well, not cool, but perhaps, ‘less uncomfortable’. We got the header on the combine, lined
everything up, then started back for Cherokee.
Marilyn
got a call from a fellow harvester, Lee Petersen, wondering if he would be able
to use our pickup head for some swathed wheat down around El Reno, OK. It just
so happens that it is available and he will be able to get it moved north for
us…a little way, at least.
Al’s not
looking forward to the Freightliner move tomorrow…
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