On Wednesday morning, I woke up and thought, "I'm going to visit the family this weekend." Rather spur-of-the-moment.
The Zeorian crew had been on the road for over a month and I was missing my family and harvest. I called Dad to see what he thought of the idea and his reply was along the lines of, "Well, I don't care what you do." Ha! Perfect.
"Look, Ma! No hands!" My first
time running the New Holland and using auto steer.
I asked Dad not to tell Mom or my younger sisters, Taylor and Callie, so I could surprise them. Luckily he only had to keep the secret for one day--he's not very good at keeping secrets. On Thursday afternoon, I left Omaha after a short day of work and headed for Deerfield. It was about a 450-mile/8-hour drive, so I arrived in Deerfield just before dark.
I spent yesterday (Friday) in the field and I think I had a big, goofy grin on my face the entire day. Mom and Dad probably thought I was a weirdo. I just can't really describe how it felt to feel, taste, smell harvest again--it felt like I was home. My heart was happy. It still is. Plus, I got some run-time in the new combine, so that was sweet. Side note: Auto steer blows my mind.
We should finish cutting in Deerfield this afternoon, as we're working on the last field right now. The crop here, for the most part, has been pretty unbelievable considering the dry year. The dry land fields averaged anywhere from 40 to 60 bushels per acre, while the pivots have made 70 to 90, and sometimes more. The wheat quality is good, with an average test weight around 60 to 61 pounds.
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