Today I took time and really looked at the photo of the hay loader behind the wagon (Farm Collector, March 2007, page 16).
I learned how to load a hay loader when I was 14, and I drove a team of horses too. But they were well trained for that kind of work. You'd say gee, haw, woo (or is it whoo? I forget!). When we got our first tractor, it didn't understand those commands!
Our hay loader had cloth string. That's not right, either. I can't remember what it was called. Every 12 inches there was a 1-inch stick about 5 feet long across all the way around the loader. The sky got blue when a stick went in and the rope broke.
I thank you kindly for showing these pictures that make a person smile while remembering yesterday's life. I really enjoy Farm Collector.
- Quentin Trombley