Hay season is officially underway here in the Palouse. There are no set hours, no log books to follow and tons of money to be made… if you can do more than one trip per day.

I left yesterday morning with the set of doubles fully loaded up with Timothy Hay. I then made my way towards Moses Lake, Wa and arrived at the receiving facility. I was soon unloaded, and on my way back to the field in Troy, Id. This massive hay field was made up of a bunch of rolling hills, and sitting on top of the steepest hill was the largest hay stack I have ever seen.

I drove my truck to the top of the hill and pulled around to get right next to the haystack. My boss started loading my trailers within a few seconds. Quickly the entire team worked together. I threw the straps over the bales, while Ken and KJ caught and strapped them down. It seemed like only a matter of minutes and I was loaded and ready to go, there was just one thing left ahead of me… the giant downhill and then uphill slope towards the exit.

My boss said head down but stay to the right while Kj said stay the left and hug the road. Down I went. I tried to keep myself in the middle of what both of them said. Since one said go to the left and the other said go to the right, I stayed in the middle. My truck tried to make it as far as it could, but slowly the ground got softer and my wheels just kept spinning. I was stuck. I may have a newer truck with a 565 horsepower engine, but even it has a hard time pulling 100,000 lbs up a really steep dirt hill. The hillside I found myself upon was slanted and those bales of hay were flirting pretty hard with gravity. Thank goodness we had them strapped down as tight as possible. Also thank God for his angels and his mighty hand in not letting me tip over!

The whole situation of being stuck, and how I had to be rescued, gave me some new perspective about the lives we live. I’ve been stuck lately, especially in regards to this blog.  It seems ever since I came back from that Ancient Faith writing convention, I somehow got out of routine when it comes to posting new content.  There really was so much information to process and then of course life just got in the way.  The more I allowed myself to not write and blog, the harder it became to jump back in.  The fact that my work schedule had increased due to summer production requirements, didn’t make it any easier.  The only reason I’m not at work right now is because the hay loader broke down and it wont be repaired until sunday afternoon.  Otherwise, it’s continuous work, non stop and every single day for about the next 6-8 weeks.

I needed to be stuck literally in order to see how I was stuck metaphorically.

And what was the solution to both problems?   God.   More specifically, asking him for help and trusting with all my heart that he would help me out.  And he did, just like always.  In the end, my boss came over with the loader and tied a tow chain to my bumper.  I threw the truck into low gear, and we worked together to get it the rest of the way and onto the road.  Thank goodness and thank God.

Be patient with me during this Summer harvest season, I’ll do my best to post and share, but it might not always be possible… especially when I’m out somewhere on a hilly hay field.

-Orthodox Trucker

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