today I had plans to get up early and walk the dog before I left to go down to the valley to buy straw bales with a gal pal. Instead I slept in till the last moment and rushed over to her homestead. We both had to get a few supplies at Walmart and after found the farm selling the straw. We loaded up 30 bales and off we went back to our hilly mountain homesteads. Not far into the way back...the wind picked up and poof..off goes the top layer of our straw bales onto the highway..
yea..we both felt like ding dongs..we both knew we should have tied it down but both of us were thinking..it will work. It likely would have if the cross winds didn't pick up but..it's that time of year and we were luckly no vehicles took a hit..it was close with a car on her side. All I saw was my side, passenger and 3 bales explode on the highway behind us. We had about 6 bales take a hike in both lanes..yikes...
lesson learned...
So we stop and both run out to fetch bales out of the highway, or parts of bales. A nice truck stops as well and out saunters this tall good looking coyboy ( I love Idaho) asking can I help you ladies with a huge smile..I reply, batting my eyes realizing I'm in my grubby hay tossing garb, ponytail flying in the wind thinking damb..cute coyboy and I look shabby..but owell.."yes sir, seems we didn't account for the wind today" .
What a sweet guy..he helped up reload the salvageable bales and helped us tie it all down.
First thing my pal asked me when we hop in her massive truck is, " did you get his number??" Me, " NO, dammit..I was too busy with the bales and making sure the traffic wasn't going to hit us..I didn't get a chance to ..dang..."
I'm not real good at the getting the numbers part..and it wasn't like we really had good opportunity on the side of a busy 2 lane highway..but what a treat it was to meet this nice guy just helping out a few gals in distress..
we came home and unloaded her portion first and then mine. After we parked our tired hineys over a glass of red, looked at the recent snow capped mountains and chatted about a tall nice looking Idaho cowboy throwing straw bales up top a pile like it was childs play..ahh...lol..
chilvery is not dead here..