Thursday, January 31, 2013

Irrigation 101. My Introduction



Irrigation. So simple, a child could do it.
The Stringam Ranch sits in a bend of the south fork of the Milk River.
In the driest part of Southern Alberta.
The driest.
Now, I know that residents from Medicine Hat will try to argue the point but don't listen to them.
After all, they come from a place named 'Medicine Hat'.
Enough said.
Most of the land around the ranch is used as pasture.
Nothing else will grow there.
But the acres immediately beside the river, the 'hay flats', have much more potential.
They can be irrigated.
I'm sure you've seen the giant wheel-move irrigation systems capable of watering an entire quarter-section of land in one pivot. Enormous constructions that transport themselves in a wide arc from an end point and effectively bring the gift of life to whole crops at once.
All at the push of a button.
It's fascinating.
It's wondrous.
It wasn't what we Stringams had.
Our system was . . . erm . . . modest.
And connected, disconnected and moved by hand.
Twice a day.
Our favorite chore.
Not.
Morning and evening, the pump would be silenced. The 16 foot lengths of aluminum pipe disconnected and drained one-by-one. And then moved to the next position 40 feet away and reconnected.
It was Dad, Jerry and George's job, mainly.
But I helped.
Once.
And therein lies a tale.
So to speak.
Early one summer evening, because Dad and Jerry were busy doing other things, Dad asked me to go and help George move pipe.
I stared at him.
Me? Do you know what you're asking?
Dad turned away, so I shrugged and followed my brother into the lower hay flat.
He shut off the pump.
I watched.
He walked over to the line.
I followed.
He unhooked the first pipe.
Again I watched.
He unhooked the second pipe.
He was really good at this.
He unhooked the third pipe.
I noticed that my light-blue pants looked white in the fading light.
He unhooked the fourth pipe.
We were having a beautiful sunset. Wonderful shades of red and orange against the clear blue of the sky.
He unhooked the fifth pipe.
I stopped looking at the sky and noticed a gopher nearby. Cheeky little guy was just sitting there. Watching us.
He unhooked the sixth pipe.
I chased the gopher into its burrow.
He unhooked the seventh pipe.
I tripped over the sixth pipe on my way back.
He unhooked the eighth pipe.
"George, is this going to take much longer? I'm tired."
He unhooked the ninth pipe.
And beat me with it.
He didn't, really, but I'm sure he wanted to.
By the time 'we' were done moving pipe and had the pump going again, one of us was sweating profusely.
I'll give you a hint.
It wasn't me.
After that, George never allowed me to come with him to move pipe.
Something about me being worse than useless.
Go figure.

8 comments:

  1. Well, I'm sure you were good company lol.

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    1. That's what I tell myself! Maybe we should ask George . . .

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  2. He assigned Blair to help me after that. I could yell at Blair better. However the job got done...

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    1. Hey! I totally missed out on the yelling. I led a charmed life . . .

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  3. That does sound like a lot of work. I have a friend in Texas who has 700 acres of land, which is beautiful. He has a grove of trees which he sells as well as growing grass for football fields and the like. His irrigation system is awesome. I can't imagine him nor anyone else having to move it by hand. OMG, it would be a never ending process. Lucky you that you never went back to "help." lol

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    1. Those mighty irrigation systems ARE awesome. 700 acres? I think my brother just fainted . . .

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  4. A very labour-intensive system! Farmers have got to be the hardest working people I've known in my life.

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  5. Rotary sprinklers have a unit that spins. This sprinkler has at least two arms that have water jets on the ends. These sprinklers spray water very quickly. They cover a small radius. These sprinklers are suggested for smaller lawns. sprinkler for garden

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