On our way to get some hay. It was 8:00 in the morning. That info is significant because the kids are usually still in bed (not necessarily sleeping) at that time.
We borrowed a flatdeck trailer so we could get 2 bales.
Then picked up Russell from another little farm on the way back (he was free, by the way).
Darryl had no trouble rolling the last bale we bought off the truck and into place. These ones seemed a lot heavier. We both managed to push the first one off, but the second one took a little persuasion in the form of tie down straps and a nearby tree.
We still love getting hay though! Darryl drove right through downtown on the way home, just so the city people could get a taste of some culture. We were hoping Russell would crow but he was hunkered down in the back and focused on staying upright. Oh well.