August 12, 2015

View of the day-This little fella hit the door, but managed to perch on the chain after it happened. He stayed there for a full pass down the field, through all the barley dust, getting his wits back, then flew away after we dumped on the cart.

Shades of Oklahoma! We got the combine serviced and started combining just after 9am. There were heat warnings on the radio all day and the weather reports were correct...no 110ºF day, but a cooker, just the same.

We only had a few acres to finish before moving on to the next field...it was slow going in the downed barley and coupled with the high yield it took a while. 

We passed around a spot that looked like the seeder had gotten stuck in, judging by the erratic seeding pattern in the otherwise perfectly lined seed rows. Marilyn wanted to check out the depth, but Al was on a mission to get done. They had to be 4 feet deep...we went around them.

Once we got finished, we had to drop the straight header into transport to get out the tree lined lane through the farm yard.

After Al got the pickup head on the combine, we headed over to the next field, where we changed back over to the straight head again. While Al carried on combining, Marilyn took a run into Whitewood to get some groceries and hurried back to get them in the fridge before they spoiled in the heat.

By the time she got back out to the field with some snacks, they were just finishing dumping in the semis for the move to the next field. We were done with the straight head for a while, so we put it into transport one last time for the day and moved over to the next field to jump in with the other two machines that only had pickup heads. With four machines, it didn't take long until we were done and the green ones were taking a supper break in the field.

Marilyn went back to the camper as the combines moved to the next field for more barley. She had visitors drop off some fresh garden cucumbers, tomatoes and crab apples...is it possible to eat too much of these things? 

It was kind of funny that the gentleman had asked us when we got the camper parked, if we would like some cucumbers...we said "yes, please"! All we could think about the last couple of days was how good those cucumbers were going to taste...but they never showed up. Marilyn bought cucumbers and tomatoes at the grocery store today. Figures.

No pickup service for Marilyn tonight...the combines came home to the yard...