Here's how it works in my world, but it's a 2-person job: Mr. TC in the nice, clean, warm tractor & listening to music as he brings a couple bales (one on the spear on the back). He may honk the horn a few times at the savages trying to tear into the bale even before he's remotely close to the ring while I'm playing linebacker, trying to push them out of the way. There may be swearing. Once I finally get the netting off, completely disregarding the 5 lbs. of residual hay that somehow made it down my shirt & in essentially every orifice, I roll it up and toss it in the back of my Polaris. Bonus points for me if it's wet, muddy or has an insane amount of burrs attached to the netting (which are subsequently embedded in my hands). But by golly, that tractor is clean as a whistle!!!