I am really glad that I decided to come a couple days before I thought harvest would start because as it turns out, they started early and the day I learned to drive was the most time I spent in the truck.
I rode with Dad and got my instructions and then got into the driver's seat. I am not going to be known for my innate truck driving abilities, but I didn't totally screw anything up.
The piler is pretty scary, taunting me while I wait my turn and hope not to do anything stupid while I'm up there.
Figuring it out.
After our first successful day, we spent a fun night hanging in the shop.
The kids got some work done.
Jake hangs with the grown-ups.
The trucks, patiently waiting.