There I am, Tuesday afternoon driving around in circles, cutting the Back Eight with my trusty 574. I like to get the field cut down for winter as it makes cross-country skiing easier and because it looks better, too.
I have really got to watch out for Carl, as he once again snuck up on me with a camera. Well, ok, he didn't actually sneak up on me, I saw him drive out to the field when he got home from work, but I didn't realize he had the camera with him until I looked at the pictures later on that night.
The weather was windy and cold that day, around 30 degrees with a brisk west wind. There's no heater on the tractor except for the heat coming off the motor, so I kept my feet tucked under the clutch and brake pedals to absorb whatever warmth is available. My hands and legs were another story, though. After three and a half hours on the tractor I felt like a large icicle and walking was a challenge until my joints defrosted.
|Carl sitting in his car (with the heater running) filming his Frigid Wife. Hey, that's what he gets for spying on me.|
There is a lot of history on these 98 acres; as I drove the tractor that day I thought about how Dad used to work this farm plodding along behind a team of horses. Times have changed.
I wasn't the only one out on the land that day....right across the line fence from me was this 'slightly' bigger tractor working corn ground:
|He's got a cab. And a heater. And a LOT more horsepower than me.|
And a Public Service Announcement is in order if you find yourself traveling in farm country: Never, ever use the One Finger Salute. Flipping a farmer off is Not Nice. Yes, that big old combine or tractor may be holding up traffic on the highway, but they can only go so fast and believe me, they're in more of a hurry than you are. Their livelihood depends on it. Be patient, they're doing the best they can. Put yourself in the farmer's shoes, this isn't an easy life, either. Slow down, ok?
|Carl found this circle of ice in one of my knee pads left outside overnight. I thought it was cool. Ok, cold.|
I've got to quit running around in circles. I'm already dizzy enough.