The Adventure of the Hay

I can't believe the day that i had on Aug 17th. Not that it wasn't memorable and fun. I really was. But talk about nouthing goin the way you think it is going to go.

All started as planned as i took off a half a day of work in the afternoon to head up to Preston, Idaho to help my grandpa get a trailor full of hay. Nothing i haven't done before. I actually enjoy doing it with him. It is kind of a tradition. So i make it up to his house in Kayesville and eat a sandwich and a cob of corn. The trailor is hitched to the truck and we are ready to go. Away we go and we are crusin along at 70 miles an hour. Then all of the sudden, nothing, no power at all. All we can do is coast off to the shoulder of the freeway. nothing we can do. It won't start. Nor do we know why.

This happened at about 1:00 pm. Luckily, Grandpa has AAA, not a bad thing to have. but we were in the middle of nowhere. We were basically inbetween Ogden and Brigham City. So to get a tow truck out there took a little bit. Whe he finally got there we had to pay an extra 45 bucks becuase we had a trailor. This is something both of us thought was ludicrous. The dude was going to Brigham City anyway. That's where he came from and he would have had to taken the truck anyway. The dude was nice enough just following his rules, he checked out the car, and even figured out what was wrong with it right there on the side of the freeway. Not only did he figure it out he said they have this happen with the GMC trucks. So we figured they would get us in and get us out, you know because we were just passing through. Boy, were we wrong.

After sitting in the shop there for 2 hours they hadn't even pulled the darn thing into a bay to start fixing it. then 20 minutes later it was just sitting in one. Grandpa thinks just so we thought they were working on it. Then finally it happened. The time that we were able to leave. only a mear 4 hours after we got there. yeah, that's right, it was now almost 6 pm. So now we are on the road again.

We finally make it to the barn and it took a little time to get the trailor manuevered into position. We start to load and out come the bees. That sounds like there was alot of them but it was only 1 or 2 of them but boy did they not like us there. Of all things, it is bees that I am afraid of. I seem to always get stung by them. Luckily, no stinging occured, but someone turned of the water where we took off the irrigation pipe to get through to the barn, but we turned it off. Then all the sudden some kid comes around hooks the pipe back up and turns the water back on. I was able to catch his attention and he said to just hook it back up and turn on the water a turn and a half. we were only there for another 15 minutes to finish loading hte last 10 bails or so. We thought nothing of it. Man, did we wish he would have just stayed for a few minutes to do it himself.

So we hook the pipe back up and turn the water on, but something wasn't right because it was spraying all over the place at the point of connection. Not a good sign. We try to get it fixed and turn the water off and can't get the water off. no matter which way the crank was turned, the water would not turn off. Now the sun was almost completely set, so it was almost dark and both of us, my grandpa and I, are soaked. Clear to the bone we are soaked. We tried to figure out a number to call to get someone out there to fix it, but never could. I think we called 3 people up there and talked to one other. So we did what we could.

Now we thought all was smooth sailing for the way home. And it was, until Ogden. The freeway went down to 1 lane. and it was almost a stand still, at 10:15 at night. Then it opens back up and at Clearfield again it goes down to one lane. Again, it is a stand still. I don't get home until 11:40 PM. the trip that should have only been about 6 hours turned into about 12 hours.

But even with all the delays and problems, what a memorable adventure it was. Not the word usually used to describe hauling hay, but that's what it was. Now 2 weeks later I can look back and say i really enjoyed myself. It is a trip I will never forget nor would want to forget.