We have a few of those hanging around the place.
Yep, the fork is still hanging in one of my old barn also.
When I was a kid, my Dad and uncle would load the loose hay in the field onto a wagon using a hay loader. The hay loader was a sort of walking stick/rack device that was hitched behind the wagon. As the tractor ('41 Ford 9N in our case) pulled the wagon and loader down the windrow, the loader conveyed the loose hay from the windrow up onto the wagon. My uncle drove the tractor, my Dad stacked the hay on the wagon to maximize the load size, and I got in the way.
But sometimes, if the windrow was straight and the field level, I got to drive the tractor!! Hot damn!!
This isn’t a pic of ours, but it’s very similar to how it looked and was done!
Once the wagon was full, the loader was unhitched and the wagon pulled to the barn. We had two barns, one a bank barn where you backed the wagon into the barn, and the other smaller barn you loaded from the end. These were both old style barns with cavernous hay mows.
The hay fork was thrust down into the loose hay on the wagon and the fingers on the fork tangs were extended to “grip” the hay. The big rope on the hay fork was tied to the drawbar of a ’47 Allis-Chalmers B tractor which was then used to lift the bundle of hay via the fork. The fingers on the fork, though only a few inches long, would keep the hay bundle from slipping off the tangs. The fork and its bundle of hay then rolled along a monorail taking it back into the mow. When in the right location, a small pull rope was used to manually trip the fingers closed and the hay would slide off the fork. Then the hard work began!
Since the hoist fork ran on a single monorail through the center of the barn, it couldn’t drop the hay into the sides or corners of the mow. This had to be done by hand using a pitch fork.
These are stock pic off Google that show the concept of how the unloading was done. In our case, substitute tractors for the horses.
Putting up loose hay was hot, dusty, and extremely hard work. I think it was about 800 degrees F in those hay mows in the summer. It took several weeks each summer to fill those barns. I was about 10 years old and totally thrilled when Dad finally got a baler!! As a kid I hated putting up hay, but fond memories now.