On Feb 26, 12:50*am, (Scott Lurndal) wrote:
riverman writes:
On Feb 25, 10:20=A0am, (Scott Lurndal) wrote:
"David G. Nagel" writes:

Rob H. wrote:
Thanks for the info, sounds like you've done your share of work with
hay, I've never worked on a farm so I'll take your word for it and go
ahead and modify my answer for the hay harpoon.

Rob

Lucky you. Baling hay is a miserable job.

BTDT Couldn't wear the T-shirt due to the straw down my back.

Dave

Threshing grain is even worse. =A0BTDT.

http://www.lurndal.org/images/thresh....lurndal.org/i....
s/thresh2-300.jpg

(That's a farmall M running the belt, and a farmall B hauling the bundles
=A0and a Super C in the background).

scott

And a seriously nice 1951 Chevy parked in front. I was a tinkerer in
my youth; while my friends were getting big arms tossing bales, I was
under the hood keeping the trucks working.

I really liked that pickup truck. * I thought it was better to let the
baler do the tossing: *http://www.lurndal.org/images/baler.jpg(Massy 65)

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Lucky you. The community hay farmers used to hire us HS kids to toss
bales onto the trucks, then they'd run the bales up to the hayloft
with a conveyor and the best kids would stack them in the barn. To be
a stacker, you needed to be small, wiry, extremely strong, fast and
able to stack bales strategically so there were air channels flowing
through to prevent them from rotting or burning. The kids who worked
in the hot, claustrophobic barns got paid an extra dollar an hour, and
they could tell you how many bales each barn in town took, and how
many they got in there last year and the year before.

I think of how cityfolk used to sneer at those of us from the deep
rural woods of Maine as being a bit out of time, but I tell you...the
things we knew back then. Some of the local kids who stacked bales
were as adept at spatial reasoning and mental math as anyone on this
newsgroup.

--riverman