Broadcast Spreader

One advantage we have right now is the internet. Some say it's the beginning of the end times (the end is near) but for some of us it beats getting wrong/bad advice, running to the Library, not finding information as needed.

Between Youtube.com and Craigslist we are set! Videos have great 'how-to' information and Craigslist has everything, including the kitchen sink, for sale. As you might recall we got the hay elevator for $100.

To help rehabilitate the pastures we need a spreader that runs off of the tractor's PTO. We can also break up with the 'custom' farmer and do this ourselves. We need to fertilize and re-seed the pastures.

He located a used spreader in East Hanover, in West Hanover Township, north of Harrisburg.

The guy wanted $350 cash. We wanted to pick it up over the weekend, but he was going camping with his grandkids, before school started, and wouldn't be home until 3:00 p.m. Sunday. That's like a cannon ball through the weekend, being 4-hours round trip.

We chose to incorporate a trip with the boys to Swatara Township and ride the trails there. That turned out to be a total bust, but in the long run we do need to break up the routine of riding and then not for the boys.

I loved the guy's farm. It had been a dairy farm, but he got rid of the cows long ago, sold off some acreage and now has close neighbors. The frame house has an upstairs sleeping porch, and the bank barn was full of bats.

He also had sheds that he said were full of stuff, but everything was neat and orderly, not the usual hoarder. I noticed his Winebago had Viet Nam Vet tags, too.

We never let the boys out of the trailer while we figured out one way and the next to load the spreader into the truck. Eventually we were successful. I opened the trailer doors and the boys were eying the place. Even though there was plenty of clover to eat I didn't want either of them to think they were getting placed here. They were happy enough to stay where they were.

We drove home in the rain, their butts getting wet, two hours back. They were glad to be home, too, having ridden in the trailer for a long time, but getting tacked up and not ridden on the trail.