Fred Werring
Well-known Member
Got off work Friday morning and started mowing hay. Between Friday and Saturday, dropped 40 acres.
Tedded, raked, started baling Sunday, I'm making decent time.
Got to the last field, that I describe as "hateful"...bunch of knots, twists, dips, you're never sure which way to eject a bale so it won't roll into a creek. If it didn't produce so much hay, I'd just bush hog it and be done with it.
5 windrows to go and I'm finally done with first cutting hay, when the baler pickup high centers on a bump as it's stuffed with hay. Broke the shear bolt, jammed it up good.
Trying to get the thing un-jammed, here comes the rain.
5 lousy windrows, I could have been done.
I thought I was gonna make hay without any of it getting rained on this year, but nooooooooo.
Just the way it goes sometimes.
Fred
Tedded, raked, started baling Sunday, I'm making decent time.
Got to the last field, that I describe as "hateful"...bunch of knots, twists, dips, you're never sure which way to eject a bale so it won't roll into a creek. If it didn't produce so much hay, I'd just bush hog it and be done with it.
5 windrows to go and I'm finally done with first cutting hay, when the baler pickup high centers on a bump as it's stuffed with hay. Broke the shear bolt, jammed it up good.
Trying to get the thing un-jammed, here comes the rain.
5 lousy windrows, I could have been done.
I thought I was gonna make hay without any of it getting rained on this year, but nooooooooo.
Just the way it goes sometimes.
Fred
