This past Monday the three oldest males of the Sauve household traveled north to Silverwood, Michigan, and got their first taste of farm life baling hay with our good friends the Wagners. Arriving around 4:00 in the afternoon, John, Dad and I immediately headed out to the fields with Mr. Wagner and their oldest son David. It didn't take long before we were covered with dust and hay particles, and bailing like we were old pro's. There were a few accidents but no one acquired any worse injuries than scratches and small cuts on our hands and arms from catching flying 50 pound hay bales.
After filling up a wagon with bales two of us drove it back to the barn and loaded it via the elevator into the loft. This was definitely the most unpleasant task of the whole operation for the person who was stacking the bales up in the loft where it was about 10 degrees hotter then outside and the dust was so thick that it was difficult to breathe. However, even considering the discomfort, we somehow had a great time doing hard work.
After finishing up the field on Tuesday, we walked out to another field and literally had a blast shooting at clay pigeon targets, (a.k.a. skeets), with a couple of 12 gauge shotguns and two .22 rifles. Thanks Wagners for the great time and experience in farm life!
Dad driving the tractor.
