Okay, I can’t really write anything about cycling. My mind, and body is overwhelmed by fatigue. It isn’t so much the manual labor. It is mainly the weather. It has now snowed two out of four days. That really isn’t the problem though. The wind is the problem. It is unbelievable how windy it is up against the mountains here on the west edge of Arvada. Yesterday I could lean at least 30 degrees forward into the wind without falling down. It is nearly torture. It was nearly impossible, picking up a 2x8x8 and move it anywhere without getting blown across the yard. It brings the productivity down to a crawl.
So, I thought all the posts were done. It took pretty much about an hour a post per person. Then Vincent got back from a vacation in Mexico last night and decided he thinks we should extend the fence on one side, so maybe 3 more posts. Every part of my being is saying no more posts. I’m pretty sure my joints can’t stand any more direct hits of rocks by the pinch point bar. This bar is the tool of choice for digging a hole here. It is a solid hardened steel bar that is 60 inches long and is used for prying and hole digging. That and knee pads.
So, it is supposed to snow 2 more inches throughout the day. We moved all the rails into the garage to stain. Plus I need to build 3 gates, which I can do inside too. We’re staying over at Vincent’s new has now. Vincent showed up at the crack of dawn with another load of stuff he is moving. I think we are going to be moving beds, washer/dryers, and other heavy stuff today. Bill’s back is rebelling. Mine too. But, the show must go on.
Okay, I promise this is the last whinny post about this. The frustration is that we would have been done without one of any of the issues, rocks, snow or wind. Just remove one of those things and we would be just house movers now.
This is pretty much normal. On most of my hole, I’d run into at least one of these and 5-10 grapefruit size rocks. It is tedious.
Picture out the window this morning. The whole south side needs welded wire and rails.
Bill resorting to a pick ax.
Trudi staining the rails before right before the crazy winds started.
Coffee/nap break.
We moved the staining project into the garage last night.
