Harvest Update

I was pressed into service on the grain cart  last week.  We were at as place we call the hell hole because it's a long, rough trail for the trucks.  Its also some of our best land so there's usualy a lot of wheat to haul out of there.  We had three trucks and three drivers and just barely kept up.to the combines.  There was rain in the forecast for the weekend so the goal was to get finished and moved out of there on Friday, and we achieved our goal and moved about 4:00.  They cut a field near our house and then made a couple of short moves in the dark and cut late to get as much done as possible before the rain.

And rain it did!  We woke up rain Saturday morning and had two inches in two hours with a total through the weekend of 2.5 inches.  North of here there was up to 5 inches.  The coulee to our west looked like a river and our neighbor's yard looked like a lake.  The rain came so fast that there was water over roads.  We were so glad we got out of the hell hole.

We had four days off from cutting and started back up yesterday afternoon.  In the downtime the guys hauled a lot of grain to the elevator to make room in the air bins.  The aeration allows us to cut grain that is a little wetter.

Today seemed to be a day of bad decisions.  This morning M said that they'd be finishing up around Richland and moving up to our neighbor's.  I asked why he'd do that since it is hail damaged and not a good crop.  When I took lunch out everyone thought it was a bad plan to go cut that when we have good wheat still standing that we should cut first.  M had his mind made up so off we went up the hill.  I was giving C a ride back to get another truck when he got the call that J was stuck.  He made the bad decision to try to cross a coulee.  That didn't take long!  We went to get a tow rope while R unhooked the tractor from the grain cart.  After several unsuccessful attempts to pull the combine out from several different angles, J decided to go get the big tractor and another tow rope.  On the first try  all 12 tires on the tractor were spinning.  Ugly sight.  R moved over and tried again and finally had success.  There are quite the craters left behind.  By that time M had made a round with the other combine and determined it was too green, and we were moving out again.  That met with frustrated groans from the crew.  We only wasted a couple of hours and now are headed west again.  Hopefully, M and J will make better decisions from here on out.