The station that clicks onto your tape and reads every run.
Flow, pressure and EC at the drip tape, soil at three depths, a camera on the canopy — sealed, solar-powered, pre-wired — so every irrigation is measured against the plan and lands in Mickey.
Green is running on the block today. Amber is what we’re building — in public.
Follow the water.
From here, the housing is glass. Five instruments sit on the path from one end of the tape to the other.
It starts with a click.
Two quick connectors, one on each side of the body. The drip tape you already run passes straight through.
The line comes in one side and leaves the other — everything the station measures happens in the stretch between.
Clicks onto the drip tape you already run.
Water, on the record.
A flow meter inside the body, sitting on the water path itself.
Every irrigation is metered as it happens — what went on, and when, logged against the block instead of estimated after.
Gallons, counted — applied water and nutrients as a fact, not a guess.
Trouble shows here first.
A pressure sensor on the water column, reading the line while it runs.
A slow drop is a leak. A spike is a blockage. A flatline is a pump that never started — pressure names the problem while it’s still small.
The line’s pulse — and the first witness when tape gets chewed.
What the water carries.
An EC sensor in the path, reading conductivity as the water passes.
Conductivity tracks what’s dissolved — so the feed that actually went out is a reading, not a recipe.
What’s dissolved in the water — feed, measured on its way in.
The line breathes here.
An air-lock valve at the very top of the water column.
Air leaves the line at start-up and relief comes at shutdown — the quiet part that keeps tape whole and readings honest.
Lets the line breathe — air out at start-up, relief at shutdown.
Then the station looks up.
One twin-lens module above the water line — two ways of seeing the same rows.
Stress, before your eyes see it.
An NDVI camera in the twin-lens head, watching the rows the station waters.
Plant stress shows in NDVI before it shows to the eye — trouble surfaces while it’s still small.
Plant stress, live, thirty frames a second.
Plain sight, on file.
The second lens in the same module — ordinary colour, always on.
Counts, weeds, fruit, lesions — the visual record every other reading gets checked against.
Colour vision — counts, weeds, fruit, lesions. The base record of every plant.
What keeps it honest.
Compute, power, signal, soil — the parts that keep the readings coming.
A brain that’s already proven.
The ADAMS controller, built into the body — the same station hardware Agtom already runs in the open field.
It reads every sensor in the box, keeps the record, and sends it home.
Our always-on field controller — solar-powered, runs past 167°F.
Night shift, covered.
Six cells, stacked behind the water column.
Charged by the panel by day, carrying the station through the dark. Autonomy figures get published when they’re measured — not before.
Through the night and the cloudy week — the station never clocks off.
Sun in, station on.
Weatherproof plugs on the body for a solar panel.
The panel clicks in and the pack charges — no line power, no generator runs, nothing pulled across the field.
Plug in a panel, walk away — power arrives where the row is, not where the grid ends.
It phones home by itself.
A full-height antenna, sealed inside the housing — nothing outside to snag or snap.
Readings leave the field over the air, to the same place the rest of Agtom reports — off the box before you’re back at the truck.
The readings leave the field on their own — no cables home.
The soil gets a say.
Three probe ports below the body, cabled to sensors set down in the root zone.
The box reads the line; the probes read the ground it feeds — the water’s story followed down to where the roots live.
The box on the tape, its fingers in the soil — three depths of truth, plugged in below.
One body at the tape.
The wiring that used to hang around the install is factory-made and sealed. Fewer joins to fail, less to snag a boot on, one hole to dig instead of a harness to build — and everything the water line says, said from one body.
Dave reads, proves and reports. You run the set.
A blocked emitter shows as a dry plant, weeks later.
A pressure drop names the problem while it’s still small.
Feed is a recipe.
Feed is a reading — EC on its way in.
The pump log says it ran.
Flow, pressure and soil agree it ran — every set, on the record.
Someone drives out to check the line.
The line reports in before you’re back at the truck.
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