Being A Scale House Girl

The thing I miss most about Idaho is all the farmland everywhere. I loved seeing corn fields between subdivisions, or the dairy in the middle of town. It made me happy. It’s harvest season right now, and I’m missing it. I’m not all that experienced in agriculture, but one of my claims to experience is working at a scale house at a dairy weighing in the trucks of corn silage.

Late September and all through October of last year I spent most of my days in the scale houses at Dry Lake Dairy in Melba and Eagle Ridge Dairy in Kuna. It was 12-13 hour days all by myself with only the truck drivers to keep me company (and I never really talked to them, just waved at ‘em).

I sat in the scale house and when the trucks came full of silage they would drive onto the scale and I would weigh them.

This is the scale at Eagle Ridge Dairy.
This is the scale at Eagle Ridge Dairy.

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