Steph: The home stretch in Hobart

StephWe have made it to the home stretch here in Hobart, Okla. Today started with around 250 acres left to cut and ended with only about 100. Now I know what you’re thinking; why the lack of progress? With two combines, we should be able to get that chopped in no time. Well you see, Mother Nature had plans of her own last night and our field received about a half inch of rain. On top of this, 51% humidity hung around until 5pm and came back strong at 8pm, making it tough to cut the straw and hard on the machines. Normally humidity isn’t as much of an issue down here as it is up home in North Dakota so we were surprised to find ourselves shut down at 9:30pm. Our yields were in the low 20s and our test weights averaged 58 pounds.

Every year we come back here, it’s almost like coming home. It’s like this at most stops but here, there is always someone on the end of the field waiting to talk to you. Whether it be our farmer’s wife and/or kids bringing out supper, truck drivers waiting for the next load to take to the elevator, or neighbors just stopping by to see how things are going, there is no shortage of tailgating entertainment. Long after the work is done for the day, you will find our group at the end of the field talking, laughing and enjoying each other’s company. Tonight was no exception and even though we were done cutting at 9:30pm, the last man didn’t leave the field till 12:30am. Nights like that are what make this harvest deal all the more worth it to us.

Quote of the Day:  “If you can’t buy it at Atwoods, you don’t need it.”

SO-Hobart, Okla.

All the equipment, still asleep from the night before.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Papa Bob and his cool kids, Brandon and I.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Cherry limeade junkie, not unlike the rest of us. We don’t have Sonics up home!

SO-Hobart, Okla.

The New Holland and the Deere, chasing each other around the field.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Meeting of the minds.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Mom and I, goofing around in the reflections of the semi.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Unloading from the grain cart to the semi.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Brandon and Joker hanging out at the end of the field.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Side of Farmer Mike’s semi, named appropriately Red Rose.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

SO-Hobart, Okla.

Sorry if you’re sick of the sunset photos, I just can’t quit.

 

All Aboard Wheat Harvest is sponsored by High Plains Journal and Syngenta. You can contact Stephanie at stephanie@allaboardharvest.com.

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