OT. The haybarn

Me and some 8th grade buddy's had a "club" in the loft. That only lasted about 2 weeks. One night I was up there with 3 other guys and I had filled a small tin can with kerosene to use for a light. After about an hour, the can got hot enough and the seam came open...I threw the can out the loft door and then we were really busy trying to stomp the fire out! (We were successful)
Dad came out when he saw the fire on the ground and that was the end of our club, and almost the end of me!
 
When ours was full we could grab the pigeons that nested in the rafters. When it was empty it was our basket ball court. When it was in between it was a fort for playing cowboys and indians. Oh, yeah don't forget about swinging on the rope.
 
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Can't go there on this family style forum.But it always smelled good.

Vito
 
Shooting pigeons. Basketball when empty. Rope swing. BB gun fights ,one guy swung on the rope , others shot at him . If he got hit in face , he got 3 free shots at offending shooter . Cousins and I would get a kick out of standing by door of loft and peeing on the cows as they came in to milk . I miss the good old days , lol
 
I was too young, but my brother and older sisters used to roller skate in the loft when it was empty or nearly so. It is amazing the work we went to to rake the loose hay to a drop to clear the "rink"
 
them in wine before eating. We also prefered the rare hairless breed. always hated getting fur caught in my teeth.
 
I used to climb up in the cupola. Ours was made of wood and you could look out through the wood slats and see the whole area and no one could see you. A cool breeze would flow through there. Without a ladder, the mow would have to be fairly full of hay to get up there but if you could reach the wooden hay carrier track you could pull yourself up in there. I used to go up there and watch dad working and walking between buildings knowing that if he saw me he would give me a job.
 
We had 2 big haybarns, the oldest was a drive through, 2 levels on one side, and an annex, with cow stantions, milking parlor, held quite a bit of hay.. same as most did, shot pigeons, made forts in the hay, etc., horses could come in 1/2way, neat layout, the hired help did put our JD 2010 up on the 2nd level one time after spreading manure in the field behind, no harm done, nice hole up their, I still don't understand how a tractor could end up in the loft, with the spreader hanging out.

The other barn was a hay barn too, but the bottom floor had garage doors installed and horse stalls, up the ladder to the loft or mow... the center was open, but there was a 3rd level 3/4 the way around, tongue and groove flooring, one end had the slide down door, for the loose hay, had a rail along the ridge beam, with a fork hanging up high, I could never get it down, kinda scary to stand under it. Had a rope from the belfry, could swing from one end of the 3rd level, to the other and jump into loose hay or make it back to where you started, was a lot of fun sometimes. High pitch roof, they sure seemed to be a bottomless pit when we loaded these with hay.
 
Those were the days. Dad had a pulley at the top of our barn to pull bales to the top. A rope with two large two large sharpe hooks. If I held both ropes real tight I could tarzan swing off of the lower bales. One time I did not hold the rope with the hooks as tight as I should have, and the hooks came up and hooked me where the sun don't shine. It was bad enough to need stitches. That ended playing tarzan in the barn. Stan
 
jump off the barn holding the umbrellas off dads tractors, we'd jump on to a haystack, and thinking back I believe the umbrellas made us go lots faster.
 
As kids we played in it alot on the trolley hay rope. had a driveway in between sides. both sides were always full of bales of hay. what a job thatwas every year. nayway we would swing across driveway porion and try to make to other side. If you didn't in couple swings you were left hangin out in the middle,made for some fun and crazy times. Also did alot of fort and tunnel arrangement with the bales. Talk about spooky,especially when you would meet snake coming your way!!!!!! barn is now down in rubble after tornado took it couple years back
 
an older man told me once upon a time the driveway floor in middle of my barn was used for barn dances.
when he got tired of watching the dancing he would sneak up the ladder to top of oats bin where the men not dancing would have a cpoulpe of card games going.
 
Once upon a time I used the inlaw's haymow for this.

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Some friends of mine had a full court basket ball court set up in their barn. It was a pretty good concrete floor with a basket at each end. We played a kind of rough style of basketball there all through high school and part of college. Nobody ever got hurt that bad! No refs allowed.

I remember one time we were using my ball that I had had since about 5th grade. Somehow it got tossed real hard and deflected against one of the outside walls about 12 feet above the floor. It stuck there! So we got a ladder and found that the ball had found one of the very few nails sticking through that wall. The 16 penny nail made a really neat hole in my old ball. OH WELL!

I still run around with some of those guys that I played with all those years ago. A couple of years ago, the guy whose parents owned that barn brought up the story of the time we killed my basketball. We had a good laugh. Good times!
 

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