A few summers ago, my husband taught me how to run the round baler. He went thru the motions...taught me over a couple of bales. He then said..."whatever you do make sure your on a flat spot when you unload, I don't want to be repairing fences, or losing any corn". I took off on my first bale solo...got it tied thought I was on a pretty flat spot, right near the top of the hill, and opened up the gate. The bale came out, made a 90 degree turn (guess I baled it a bit lopsided) and that bale proceeded to gain amazing speed as it progressed down the hill, hit the ditch, became airborne over the road and finally lodged between some trees in the woods. Before we finished that night, my husband made me climb down that (Steep) embankment into the woods about 50' with a cable, at night and hook onto that bale and haul it back out of there. Thankfully he let me use a tractor to drag that bale out... :roll: I haven't lost a bale since then!! I would never had to drag that dang bale out of the woods if my kids didn't have such big yaps....they LOVED mom getting an earful from dad!!