When I was a kid (not too long ago, in the 80's) Dad and brother and I fed with a team. Real nice pair of Percheron geldings, coal black and built to pull rather than for height. Finest pair of horses I've ever had the pleasure to be around. We put up hay loose in stacks over on the western slope of Colorado so we pitched the hay on the hayrack and pitched it off again to the cows. It was a little bit of work but kept a body warmed up a little. Good times, good times.
One of the nicest things about using a team is that you get to hear all of the sounds of nature, not a diesel engine and radio to mess up what God made for us. I'll admit that I like the climate control and speed of tractors, particularly useful to bigger outifts that don't have any extra time or labor. But there's sure something to be said for those horses. Whoever coined the phrase that draft horses are "gentle giants" sure got it right in many cases. But not always! :wink:
I also put up some hay with a team when I was a freshman in high school, a pair of bays. The left-hand horse always wanted to jig along when he was working but by the time we got done haying that summer he was as steady as his right-hand partner. Lots of sweaty collars makes for good and sensible teams. Not too many people my age have ever held the lines on a working team. Kind of small spot of pride for me, just to say that I've been there and done that. Wish I had pics to post here.