Now, I have never been a good farmer. Not really even passable, but I do help... Or at least observe and occasionally provide commentary or tools.
The grain harvest is now safely gathered in. Here are some of the things I did:
1) Rode in a red version of this (this one is my uncle's - my dad's is not John Deere... which would have been considered blasphemy when my grandpa was alive)
2) Drove this
Yes, those are tracks rather than tires. Provides more traction & power... also more difficult to steer. Turn too sharp and the dang thing will catch its tracks on the disk hitch.
3) Drove this:
Which isn't really all that bad, but I really struggle with split-shifting. On this truck there are 9 gears; you switch between them by getting the rpm's to the right level and then move your shifter - no use of the clutch. It shouldn't be difficult, but it is. And I am pretty pathetic as a farmer.
4) Saw this view:
So it has been okay.
Oh, and tomorrow is the 8-year anniversary of me leaving my mission. Kinda sad.
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