Harvesting Rocks

G, K, Bl, and I had the opportunity to watch the sun rise over the Utah Lake on Saturday morning as we fulfilled an assignment to work on the 3,000+ acre Welfare Farm owned by the church.  B stayed home and watched Ka.

The sea of vehicles and amounts of people pouring out over the fields were amazing!

Our job:  To harvest rocks.  No, not potatoes or any kind of produce...rocks.  :)  It is all part of the process.

We were supposed to remove anything bigger than the size of our fist.  And for Bl, that isn't very big.  :)

I know this has been done tons before, but sometimes it seems like the ground produces rocks as well.  

A backhoe and loader were available to load up our harvest.

We shoveled, hauled, picked, and piled for three hours.  G never seemed to take a break.  He sometimes turns into a machine with a shovel.  :)  

Without realizing the amount of energy needed for this job, I had decided to go for a 6-mile run before our job began.  Combine a 6-miler with 3-hours of rock hauling and I had a hard time moving later in the day.  Good thing I'm not too old yet.