We ran out of hay early this year. Usually we have enough to last through mid-May, which is about when the grass is high enough to sustain grazing; but this year our hay only lasted until the end of February. It's no problem running out of hay because every farmer in the region has tons (literally) for sale at a reasonable price. We bought three tons from a local fellow who is selling it in small (60-lb) bales (versus the large 1000-lb bales).
But we're just picking it up as we need it. Today we went and fetched another 29 bales (all our truck and borrowed trailer will hold).
The road to the farmer's hay barn was a little rocky, but nothing a four-wheel drive vehicle couldn't handle:
The barn held lots of bales.
I wish we had a barn like this! It was a well-built pole-barn.
We took turns climbing to the top and tumbling down bales:
The view from the top was pretty nifty.
Most farms have elements of tumbled-down infrastructure, piles of refuse, and abandoned vehicles. This place was no exception. Just adds to the charm.
We packed the bed of the truck and the trailer...
...and strapped everything down tightly.
When we got home, the calves immediately expressed their appreciation for our efforts.