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<blockquote data-quote="David." data-source="post: 6597765" data-attributes="member: 67"><p>I'm getting into this now...</p><p>The photographs reminiscent of Flanders mud in the other thread typify how I remember potato harvests if my teenage years, there is one particilar ironstone field on top of a hill, that is so dry that it struggles to grow grass now; but 30yrs ago we struggled to get 3ton trailers of spuds out of there behind a Ford 4600. When we did get out, there was not even a second thought for the mud that came out on the road and down through the village.</p><p>The biggest problem was the village old codgers wanting to stop you and scrounge a handful of "roasters" off the load, not to moan about the mess. We dont have ground at full capacity half as often now I dont think.</p><p>Our spuds then were tipped in a stone threshing barn, lined with Sisalkraft paper, 40t either side and another 20 in the middle, it was a rite of passage to be able to reverse a trailer in through the barn doors, and to get the tailgate onto the Record elevator hopper tight round the corner. Final levelling of the heap was achieved by rolling the potatoes down a wooden door, which you would have to hold up to the end of the elevator, to fill the inaccessible corners.</p><p>Straw bale chimney stacks would have to be set into the middle of the heap as the barn was filled, to allow condensation to wick away. Tecnazine granules would be liberally applied at filling, by hand (ungloved of course), to retard sprouting, you could even smell the blooming stuff when the oven door was opened on cooking jacket potatoes. MRLs were still presumably far in the future.</p><p>Scattering of straw on top of heap and face, to stop greening, but not enough to stop heap breathing.</p><p>Final covering would usually be one hurried day in November following an unexpected -8 frost, and entail a foot of shaken out straw, to be covered again with a sheet and then a layer of bales if a proper cold snap was forecast.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="David., post: 6597765, member: 67"] I'm getting into this now... The photographs reminiscent of Flanders mud in the other thread typify how I remember potato harvests if my teenage years, there is one particilar ironstone field on top of a hill, that is so dry that it struggles to grow grass now; but 30yrs ago we struggled to get 3ton trailers of spuds out of there behind a Ford 4600. When we did get out, there was not even a second thought for the mud that came out on the road and down through the village. The biggest problem was the village old codgers wanting to stop you and scrounge a handful of "roasters" off the load, not to moan about the mess. We dont have ground at full capacity half as often now I dont think. Our spuds then were tipped in a stone threshing barn, lined with Sisalkraft paper, 40t either side and another 20 in the middle, it was a rite of passage to be able to reverse a trailer in through the barn doors, and to get the tailgate onto the Record elevator hopper tight round the corner. Final levelling of the heap was achieved by rolling the potatoes down a wooden door, which you would have to hold up to the end of the elevator, to fill the inaccessible corners. Straw bale chimney stacks would have to be set into the middle of the heap as the barn was filled, to allow condensation to wick away. Tecnazine granules would be liberally applied at filling, by hand (ungloved of course), to retard sprouting, you could even smell the blooming stuff when the oven door was opened on cooking jacket potatoes. MRLs were still presumably far in the future. Scattering of straw on top of heap and face, to stop greening, but not enough to stop heap breathing. Final covering would usually be one hurried day in November following an unexpected -8 frost, and entail a foot of shaken out straw, to be covered again with a sheet and then a layer of bales if a proper cold snap was forecast. [/QUOTE]
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