I wake to a blanket of frost at 7:00 AM. "Far-out it's freezing this morning." I say. I get up have some toast, brush my teeth and get into my clothes. I pick up the landline phone and call the neighbour and discus what needs to be done today. It will take me 20 minutes to get to neighbours
Well I need to travel about 1km to the neighbour's so I get on my Suzuki JR 80cc motorbike, fill 'er up with gas, put on my motorbike pants and helmet then set off.
Neighbour said that I need to bring the Case 125 puma back from the lane. It has forks on the front end loader and a tie down so that I can take my motorbike back to the yard as well. On the way to the yard is a lane that neighbour pours waste oil on the shingle lane to stop dust drifting towards the house.
When I got to the yard neighbour was standing at the plough, so I guessed I should attach it. I get out of the tractor to attach the plough. neighbour says "Go to the paddock that you have been working in lately." This paddock is 25 acres (101171 square meters). It takes at least 8 - 12 hours just to plough. That also depends on if its too wet or you get bogged. When I reach the paddock I put down the plough and get going. I do this for 4 hours. Then I spot another tractor coming towards me. It was neighbour in his John Deere 7800 with the crumbler. So what a crumbler does is it crumbles the stuck together pieces of mud and dirt that the plough makes it stick together. So he came with the crumbler and chased me.
After another 2 hours we stopped and had lunch. I couldn't be bothered going back to the house so I bought my lunch with me. "Right back to it." I said to my self. So I'm on my way back up and down the paddock. It was a hot day so I had the air-con on almost full bore and the radio turned on. I was in luxury. Pretty much anyway.
