drip-drip

I should have known. My plan was to mow one field and rake another. Darn it mower-conditioner looked good leaving home. Made a few rounds and it started sprinkling. Made a couple more rounds rain drops drying on tractor hood, then machine started plugging. Darn, darn double darn bah, I must have hit a couple rocks. I heard the familiar sounds more than thrice to many times. And it was starting to rain. I took the machines up to the main drive an a place I might borrow tools. I also had called Tom telling him what and where the stuff was sitting in the shop. Repairs becoming more complicated with each new discovery I wound up removing the cutter bar. Laid on the ground a supplied grinder rivets on four cutters were ground of. Then I let Barry knock them out with an appropriate punch. I kept hitting my hand. Bolts for rivets the blades were easily installed. Bar ready I slipped it back into the machine, Barry and Tom adding more bolts. Also on the menu found a nut lost from an adjustment bolt what was designed to take up slack in an auger drive chain. So we fixed drive chain taking up the slack. Satisfied with M-C repairs it was seriously raining by that time. I opted out for a ride home. Crop to wet for an efficient cutting, a wait would be involved, I could do that best from home. Besides, it was dinner time.
Rained off and on the rest of the day. The weather guesser had gotten it wrong again, just for my benefit? He’d said this very early AM rain ending by 8:00 o’clock. I had waited until I had walk in like height grass, my shoes remaining dry. So, I must have miss understood the forecast. It became a good day to stay in trying my hand at house cleaning for which I’d never win any rewards. BGKC.
Fernan