I have sort of a bad taste in my mouth from last weekends racing. I really shouldn’t. I couldn’t of asked for better training. Saturday’s Road Race was nearly motor pacing. Alot of times I looked down on my computer and it said over 35 mph. Sometimes more. The Ouch guys were rolling the downhills and on the flats. Anyway, I find it kind of mentally relaxing to sometimes “accomplish” something or check something off the mental to-do list when I’m in a mild, bicycle racing, funk.
So, I decided to rip down a rickety fence that keeps getting blown down in the storms and put a new one up. It’s only 60 linear feet, so it isn’t too much. I’m pretty good at fence building. I like it. I like manual labor. I like the progression and methodology of construction in general. And, it not such a big project that it wastes you too much.
I usually rent a power auger, but was only digging 10 holes, so decided to do it manually. I have a couple different tools that dig fence holes. I find that the screw type one works best, especially if you’re running into any gravel of small rocks. Picture below. My arms are a bit torqued.
Okay. Nothing much else to say. I’m almost done. It looks pretty good. Treated posts and rails, cedar pickets. The wood nowadays stinks, but that is nothing new.