I remember several years ago, Bison telling that he baled some hay that was so poor, when he got to the other end of the field, the bale was smaller than when he started. It happened to me today.
I had 8 acres on some ground that's such poor sand, you couldn't give it back to the Indians. We haven't had rain in five or six weeks and it's getting dire. That seeding is about three years old. We had a flash drought last year and by the time I cut it, it was as brown as wheat straw. I figured I'd better cut it early this year so it didn't happen again.
When I got there, I thought he must have rented it to somebody else and they had sprayed it with Roundup. It looked like it had been sprayed as soon as it started to green up six weeks ago. The owner came out and waved while he was walking to the mailbox and didn't try to stop me, so I kept cutting. I raked it today and went back up and baled it. I had about a two foot bale after about three and a half rounds, but that was as big as it got. I baled the rest of the field, and that was all she wrote.
There were placed where I was shutting the baler off. There was nothing going in, so I didn't see the sense running it while more was coming out. Hay was going to the outside edge of the bale, slipping up between the outside belts and the sides of the baler and coming out. Some was coming out the front and falling back down in the pickup, the rest was going out the back as well as some being so fine it was just going over the bottom roller and right straight out I guess.
When I got home, I kicked it out next to the wall in the bunker silo. I stood beside it and it came up about to my jackknife in my pocket. I thought I was being a little pessimistic when I thought there might only be five bales. I guess that would have been good. Thank God none of the rest of the hay looks that bad.
I had 8 acres on some ground that's such poor sand, you couldn't give it back to the Indians. We haven't had rain in five or six weeks and it's getting dire. That seeding is about three years old. We had a flash drought last year and by the time I cut it, it was as brown as wheat straw. I figured I'd better cut it early this year so it didn't happen again.
When I got there, I thought he must have rented it to somebody else and they had sprayed it with Roundup. It looked like it had been sprayed as soon as it started to green up six weeks ago. The owner came out and waved while he was walking to the mailbox and didn't try to stop me, so I kept cutting. I raked it today and went back up and baled it. I had about a two foot bale after about three and a half rounds, but that was as big as it got. I baled the rest of the field, and that was all she wrote.
There were placed where I was shutting the baler off. There was nothing going in, so I didn't see the sense running it while more was coming out. Hay was going to the outside edge of the bale, slipping up between the outside belts and the sides of the baler and coming out. Some was coming out the front and falling back down in the pickup, the rest was going out the back as well as some being so fine it was just going over the bottom roller and right straight out I guess.
When I got home, I kicked it out next to the wall in the bunker silo. I stood beside it and it came up about to my jackknife in my pocket. I thought I was being a little pessimistic when I thought there might only be five bales. I guess that would have been good. Thank God none of the rest of the hay looks that bad.
