There is a real knack to carrying hay bales through ankle deep mud. It's a pointed foot action - driving the toes down, keeping heels up and hoping to avoid the suction of a flatfoot and the loss of a boot. It's worse when carrying the extra weight and bulk of a hay bale. Our hay racks take two a piece - when new a small pin holds the roof on each rack to shield the hay from the weather. When the age of ours the pin has long gone, the seemingly easy replacement of which has for some reason never reached the top of the to-do list. Inevitably we just find a bit of bailer twine in our pockets and tie the lid down with that. It usually works fine with the one exception that it can rarely be undone with one hand, so for each rack filled there is an extra transit through the danger area to get the damn thing open. Only the foolhardy make the first approach with bale in hand (or on shoulder), always followed by the cursing of whoever it was that tied it up the last time. For some reason no one but yourself can ever tie a quick release knot.
At least there was sunshine on the mud yesterday. You can forgive most things when the temperature has lifted and the birds are chirping away. The hay run this morning will feel quite different with the return to heavy winds and rain. It's funny how the weather can make the most routine of tasks into a heroic battle though it makes for a more entertaining coffee break as we share stories of losing wellies, hats and tempers. With some of the young cattle off to market this week we were grateful for the weather window yesterday to get them weighed and clipped so they will look their best going through the ring.
It's not just the cattle coming and going. After being fab layers for 15 months our Leckie Layers are heading for retirement next weekend as part of our scheduled changeover. As ever we are working with the British Hen Welfare Trust to find homes for our ladies - just the small matter of catching up 1200 of them before 8am next Saturday. The usual deep clean of the houses will follow before welcoming our new chooks mid March. We're partnering again with Corrie Mains in Ayrshire to provide eggs for us during this 6-8 week period until our new hens come into lay.
Humans are on the move too - we've said cheerio to Silvia from Mallorca who's been a great help over the last few months and later today welcome Lale from Germany - an agriculture student who will be with us now until the end of April. Come March we have Matthew starting on a work placement for a couple of days a week, Struan will be off on paternity leave and Glenn the Kiwi will arrive via Mull to bolster the troops for lambing. Never a dull moment - do give them a wave if you're walking through the farm!