A couple years ago, a friend down the road with horses was bringing in hay. It had been some time since I’d done it, and I wasn’t quite eligible for medicare yet, so no spring chicken. But, I decided to pitch in. They were doing the old square bales and it reminded me of days long gone by.
So I was pitching the bales when they come out the back of the baler or I was stacking them. It was hotter than blazes, so we had water bottles with us the whole time. We took regular water breaks, and if we felt the need, we could pull on one of those bottles at any time.
Not doing so would have been ignorant. Your body lets you know when it’s time to drink.
I didn’t die that day....but I did for the next week. I kept Bayer Aspirin in business for 2014.
Great story!
The man who mows our hay is 71 years old. His mower tractor is not air-conditioned. He will mow 7 hours straight and in his overalls he always has a bottle of water! His baling tractor has A/C, but he’ll work like a 20 year old, which has to happen many times with rain is forecast. Also, his mowing is amazing. He does not miss much and leaves a pretty pasture setting until it grows again! Sometimes he will go home for dinner around 6:30 pm and then come back and mow with lights!! We live on a hilltop so it’s fun to watch them mowing other pastures at night! They make round bales so there is no people hauling! God Bless Haymakers!!....for the rib-eye’s tonight and baked potatoes I am very appreciative!!