Been there, done that, got the t-shirt and the coffee mug.Ohhhh it started out just wonderful. Birds chirping, mowed some hay, raked and baled some that was mowed yesterday. Was almost done baling what was ready to be baled. Then, ice cream turned to shat. Wind came in out of the north and wrecked all my beautifully straight windrows and then the rain followed.
I'd been raking for a couple of hours when this little EF -1 dust devil decides to go play with my windrows. I got some neat crappy cellphone video from inside one of the little buggers. It was kind of cool sitting there, watching hay whirl around me and my little 8N, but all the time I'm sitting thinking about having to re-rake it.
It's not the worst I've ever had to do, though. A few years ago, I was making small squares in a wind so strong that I could only bale going into the wind--when I tried baling with the wind, the wind would blow it off the teeth before they could get to horizontal...