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Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by ysacres, Aug 9, 2020.
Pics from my deck.
Where's the road.
Where are you going.
where's a truck.
lot's of Wheat.
Almost forgot these.
Bo likes to tangle himself up in baling twine.
We get to babysit during harvest.
It won't be long and your Granddaughter's pic is going to show up on a box of cereal that her Grandpa produced!
Keep the grain dust away from any ammonia nitrate or you’ll have your own Beirut event. Just saying.
What is the camera/lens you’re using ?
Can I add this as my pic of the week ?
Canon EOS Rebel T6 body and three lens for it, picture of the 200-500mm Tamron.
Heck ya, this weekly thread is for everyone's pictures. And you got a cool one there.
Every year at harvest time, I’m always amazed/fascinated by the whole show you present Larry. I suppose being a city boy has a lot to do with that.
I was searching Youtube and came across this video that some good friends made, they live in the small village of Uniontown. The song (We always find our way back home) was written for Washington State University and Pullman WA.
That was interesting!
Beautiful pics. I think that combine has either a ring problem or exhaust valve issue. How many acres to the gallon of oil does it get?
My wife corrected me as usual... the song wasn't written for, but adopted by.
All those Allis Chalmers smoke like crazy, when their over a hill you would swear they are on fire.
That is really cool.
So how do they make the bread square and soft? All I see is dust.
Great Video! Watched it till the end to see the big celebration of the drivers having a cold Beer, but instead all i got was 1 guy with a glass of water! They need a reshoot and don't clean it up this time.
Usually at the end of harvest the drivers will through their hats into the combine header and spit them out the back all shredded into little pieces, in celebration and because there so dirty the wife wont have anything to do with you until you clean up a bit. I did see a few hats in the video, as far as the beer goes' maybe it wasn't noon yet, "Blake" my friend in the grey shirt, holding his arms into the air has been known to suck down a cold one or two.