I mentioned in the previous post, the bottom has dropped out of the cattle and hog market nation wide (due to (COVID-19). Multiple packing plants are closed and farmers who have hogs ready for market are selling them for pennies on the dollar. (No one knows when the plants will reopen, and you can’t just keep dumping feed into market weight hogs, because they will just keep growing….watch the following and you’ll see what I mean:
Wife and I decided we would look into getting a 1/4 of a hog to take to the locker. I sent out a message to 20 people I knew locally on FB if anyone else would be interested in part of a pig? Within a couple of hours, 12 families said “Sign us up for a 1/4”.
Two families said they would be interested in 1/2 of a hog. When I called to set up an appointment with a local locker, I discovered the earliest I could get in was mid August.
Which got me to thinking about a plan B.
Plan B: Butchering the hog(s) ourselves with the help of a guy I know who does this on the side.
Plan B is now in effect. 🙂
5:15 AM Saturday morning I took off on a 360 mile round trip to central Illinois to pick up a used commercial meat saw. I came across the saw on Face Book marketplace. Have you ever used it?
The homeowner (Gary) told me the saw was in his basement. He said it was “pretty heavy.”
I asked Gary if there would be anyone on his end to help me get it loaded. Gary said his son-in-law would be available Saturday morning. When I got there, Gary let it slip that the saw had come with the house when he’d moved in 10 years ago.
I can tell you why. The thing is a beast.
Conservatively it has to weigh 400 pounds.
As Gary, his son-in-law, and myself were strapping the saw to the moving dolly, I looked at the width of the door we had to go through. It didn’t look wide enough.
Sure enough, it wasn’t. The saw was 30.5 inches wide and the door opening was 30 inches exactly.
Commercial meat saw very similar to the one I bought. Photo compliment of Google
I realized right then and there, nobody was going to bale me out. Ever have that experience? Looking @ the saw more closely, I could see the sliding table might be able to be unbolted.
Ten minutes later we had off.
Time to shift gears into beast mode.
I looked at the son in law and asked,” Which end do you prefer? Do you want to be on front or on the dangerous end?”
He chose the latter.
(In my mind, I thought, if we get half way up the steps and this thing gets away from me, he is going to get hurt.)
We started up the steps…
The first step snapped in half.
(I told you this thing was heavy)
We decided to try it again.
Ever so slowly we climbed the steps.
Minute later, we were up on top, and out the door. I wheeled it over to the back of my pickup, I said I needed to take a break. Five minutes later, I had the saw in the truck.
I gave the son-in-law a $20 bill and said I could not have done it without him.
He was happy.
I was happy.
FYI, toilet paper is not the only thing in short supply. Discovered this morning, so are chest freezers.
To be continued…