Lots of bushels of wheat are in the bins finally. The guys have cut some of the best wheat ever in some places, 60+ bushels in spots which kept the truck drivers very busy; however, the protein hasn't been too good on what we've tested so far so we'll have to figure out how to keep the elevators from stealing it from us.
Yesterday turned out to be another long day. They had moved to the far east land we farm, and the crop was not as good. The truck drivers didn't have far to haul and were easily keeping up so M put R on his combine and picked me up about 11 am to go move the camper back home. We took a mower over to R's on the way and had lunch in Opheim before picking up the camper. M wanted me to go up to the field with him so that we could fix a fence and let the cows into the fields that were cut to graze the pigeon grass and grass coulees. Silly me, I broke an important rule and didn't take a book along, thinking I'd be back home in just a couple of hours.
We took the camper up to the fields and helped C put the lids on some bins that were full and move an auger. The J called and found a broken piece on the straw chopper that needed to be welded. Off we go, M, C and me. They sometimes like my help because I have the long skinny fingers, hands and arms that can reach places some of them can't. They had to take off shields and a pulley and found a bearing out and then go to the piece that was broken and took it off so M could weld it. In the process of putting it back on, J got his hand caught. He had put in a bolt and the other guys apparently thought it would hold the chopper up and it didn't and his hand got caught. Not two minutes earlier my hand was in there. It was pretty heavy since there were three guys holding it up. We eventually got it all back together and sent him on his way.
We finally got to the fencing job and coaxed the cows out into the fields and then moved two pickups to the next field. M's cousin son who is 13 came out for the weekend so was learning to operate the grain cart. He has been coming out to the farm since he was in diapers and loves it, and M thinks it's time we start getting him trained. Poor kid had everyone telling him how to do it, and I'm pretty sure none of them gave him the same instructions. He did okay.
We knew rain was coming so wanted to get as much done as possible. R had trouble with his header so M went to work on that while I grilled up some burgers for the boys. We took them out to them about 9 pm, and they worked until about 11 pm when it started raining.
So, I got home about 12 hours after I left and without a book to tide me over! There were some old farm papers in the camper that I read while waiting for my next assignment, but we need to stock the camper with some more reading material.
My only goal for the weekend was to get my bathroom cleaned, and I finally managed to get that done this afternoon. No sense having lofty goals around here this time of year.
We had about 3/4" of rain during the night so that will stop us from cutting for a couple of days. I'm wondering if the guys will remember all the things they said they needed to do "if it rains."
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