I’ve known about scythes since I was old enough to walk. My grandfather didn’t use them for haying by the time I was born but he did up until the late 30s when he was in his 30s. They had a dairy farm and he and two of his brothers did the work with their father from the time that their older brothers left in 1917. They grew the vast majority of what they ate had apple, pear, and nut trees, grew hay and grain etc. When he was in his 70s he still used the scythe to cut areas where a tractor or mower couldn’t go and he did it easier and as fast or faster than someone could cut the same steep hillsides with a string trimmer. I regret never having the chance to meet Peter Vido. I think that talking with him might be akin to talking to Thoreau.
I could use a couple of weeks of work like that to clear my head. My grandfather was of the same type as them (except crazy and obsessed with proving that nobody could outwork him – I like their version a little better – work hard without making it something negative), and he always told me that you couldn’t clear your mind without breaking a sweat.
I couldn’t physically do what they’re doing after 18 years of white collar work, though. It’d take months to work up to that, but I really admire their efficiency/technique.Daha az göster
