We have a neighbor with large draft horses, he hays 2-3 times yearly, and he gets other neighbors to help (I help too). I hate it but he’s our neighbor, and I feel pressured to help- he’ll call & say “I’m haying the south field tomorrow”, for example. It’s always on a hot day, it’s kind of dangerous, and it’s a couple of hundred bales each time. One day someone’s going to fall off the upper hayloft floor- hope it isn’t me.I don't have to bale the hay, but about once a month, I go to my hay guy, he loads some small bales (35) into my pickup and I bring them to the farm. Even though my wife does most of the stacking, it's getting tougher and tougher to unload them, especially during these warm weather days in NC.
Can't imagine how my hay guy cuts, bales and stores thousands of bales twice, sometimes three times, year in and year out.