This is how Brad and I spent this most perfect October day.
He tried to rig up a bin extension so I could go a little further without needing to unload or spill. I still spilled over the top once and maybe even out the back once. Why did they not make the “bin is full” light a little more dramatic and eye catching?!
My job was a little easier this year because I had a much larger target to hit when dumping into the grain cart. Doesn’t this
look a lot bigger than our first grain cart? It served us well, but I’m thankful I have more room for error. It’s hard to tell from the pictures but there’s a 225 bushel difference between the two, which is equivalent to one more combine bin.Brad drove truck for another farmer harvesting for most of this week. They picked an entire pivot in a day. With a fire call delay, slightly slow start, having to drive slow because of the extra tall corn stalks making more work for the combine, and our small two man operation, I think we maybe got 50 acres done today.
I was amused today by texts from other friends in the field. One friend, who is also a country transplant, texted, “Some days it’s like I’ve never filled a truck before!” I know neither of us would’ve expected to send or receive that text five years ago.
Another friend texted me, “The best days in the field are when you can listen to the Huskers!” Husker football on the radio did help the afternoon go by; and whether you’re a Husker fan or not, this article written by a Husker sports writer who visited a Nebraska farm is an delightful read. It sheds light on why Brad couldn’t stand to not be a farmer and will probably make you wish you could do a harvest ride along.