Hayden on Harvest: That Could Have Been Bad!
Harvest season rolls on in South Central Nebraska, and today Hayden is swapping out corn dust for soybean stubble. After wrapping up corn yesterday, the crew is shifting their attention to a 160-acre field of soybeans—large enough to keep everyone busy, but small enough that running three combines might sound a little wild.
But as Hayden explains with a laugh, the only thing more ridiculous than three combines on 160 acres is having a crew full of people sitting around on the payroll with nothing to do. So instead of letting anyone idle, they moved all three machines over and geared up for what will likely be a short but busy day.
Today’s lineup includes a full family-and-friends roster. Hayden’s mom is running Combine #2, while Tatum is in #1. Tessa traded her usual 8R tractor for an 8320R, which viewers will get to see in action. On the trucking side, Dad, Cody, and Jesse are keeping the grain moving with three semis positioned and ready to roll.
Because the equipment had just been switched back from corn to soybeans, the morning begins with a bit of housekeeping—checking tracker spacing, opening up bin extensions, and wrestling with the reality of a dust-covered back window. As Hayden jokes, you can’t see a thing back there except brightness and grime.
This particular field was partly cut the day before while Hayden was still working on corn, so today each combine has around 70 acres to chew through—assuming nothing breaks down, of course. With a full crew and good weather, it’s shaping up to be one of those smooth, satisfying harvest days.
And, like always, Hayden reminds viewers to kick back, relax, and enjoy the ride. The channel is inching close to the 100,000-subscriber milestone, and there’s a standing bet: if they hit it before harvest is over, Hayden and Cody have to camp out in the field. If Cody returns next year and they hit the milestone then, well… the challenge rolls forward.
It’s another honest, down-to-earth look at farm life—family teamwork, long days, dusty windows, and the relentless march of harvest season.
