I went back to work this week. Brother and SIL have been getting along pretty well but now they are ready for their third wheel! Brother got the rye mowed so we started chopping Saturday. This is the first time Brother has chopped rye so it’s kind of a learning experience.
SIL runs the chopper. I run the wagons between the chopper and the pit. Brother packs the pit.
The boys of our operation got the pit lined with plastic and ready to go while I was getting the first load. Brother backs the wagon in to save time. I think I could do it, if I had the better part of a day. Wagons and hay racks are a little more tricky than livestock or bale trailers. But I will keep practicing and one day I will get it. Until then, though, Brother will have to get them where he wants them.
I swear, every time we say we are going to chop, the wind blows 90 miles an hour. Last fall, we had a terrible time keeping the plastic up. We line the bales with plastic to keep the moisture in so it will ferment. We are eventually building a concrete silage pit, but for now, we use bales.
We are going to try to go again today. I am going to make a few changes, no tanktops today. Rye is the itchiest, especially when it gets in your shirt or heaven forbid your bra!! Going with a t-shirt (which if you know me is not usual) and a long sleeve shirt since I will be exposed all day.
Wish us luck! Linking with Seasons at St. Germain’s Blog.