Baling behind the Kirk....

So much for saying I hoped it would stay dry last night ! A damp murky start to the day.
Managed to get the bulling heifers to come to a bag of feed in the corner of the field. They were milling around the quad bike fairly contented until 3 Lycra clad xxxxxx cyclists came past yacking and that was the end of that.
By 5pm tonight some of the wheat straw they cut at Bonnyrigg was just about fit to bale , so by the time I went home and trundled back down the road with the baler it was 6pm . Got 25 acres baled before the dampness came down and it was time to trundle home again. Don't like baling at the back of the graveyard in the dark any way !