Dad rolled the head of oats between his fingers as we watched Bullwinkle on TV telling us to “Go with Cheerios!” Temps in the 90s and the oats turning golden were sure signs that grain harvest had arrived.

Did you have a shocking experience with a grain binder or watch the combine in a cloud of dust? Our oat adventures include binder ballet, swallowing mayflies and sneezing our fool heads off! So grab your hanky and a grease gun as we make sure the Bull Wheel and not Bullwinkle is ready to “Go with Oats”!