After a lot of bitching, whining, (maybe a little crocodile tears) and conjoling, (maybe a few beers,) Horsechaser and I got Dad to agree to buy fenceposts and start fencing in parts of the pasture.
This is a very good thing. There is a sale next weekend. If you come home with critters, you'd better have somewhere to put 'em.
Used old railroad ties for the corner posts, sunk them 4'. Used pressure-treated 4x4"s, sunk about 2-3' in between. We're still working on what's going to go inbetween - we've got some 8'+ lengths of ash in the barn, but no nearly enough to do the whole fence. Horsechaser will work on that part this week.
New England is good for growing rocks. Even in fields that have been cultivated for 50+ years. I'm a big fan of the 8" auger that goes on the back of the tractor. I'm less a fan of the 4" power auger that one has to operate like a jackhammer. Who knew a 4" rock could stop dead a 4" auger?
Still, the first row of posts are up.
At one point, as the temp was getting hot, and the black flies were whining, Dad looked at up and said, "You know - I just don't get it. There aren't a lot of girls who'd be out here doing this for their pop - for themselves... I just don't understand."
HorseChaser got quiet. All I could say was "Dad - This is exactly the type of "status meeting" I want to be having. If I never have to sit through another "One-on-one" that dosen't involve me bottle feeding critters, I'll be a happy, happy girl."
He grunted and gave us this wierd look that for the life of me I couldn't read.
We fired up the auger again, and we proceeded to beat the crap out of the rocks.
This is a very good thing. There is a sale next weekend. If you come home with critters, you'd better have somewhere to put 'em.
Used old railroad ties for the corner posts, sunk them 4'. Used pressure-treated 4x4"s, sunk about 2-3' in between. We're still working on what's going to go inbetween - we've got some 8'+ lengths of ash in the barn, but no nearly enough to do the whole fence. Horsechaser will work on that part this week.
New England is good for growing rocks. Even in fields that have been cultivated for 50+ years. I'm a big fan of the 8" auger that goes on the back of the tractor. I'm less a fan of the 4" power auger that one has to operate like a jackhammer. Who knew a 4" rock could stop dead a 4" auger?
Still, the first row of posts are up.
At one point, as the temp was getting hot, and the black flies were whining, Dad looked at up and said, "You know - I just don't get it. There aren't a lot of girls who'd be out here doing this for their pop - for themselves... I just don't understand."
HorseChaser got quiet. All I could say was "Dad - This is exactly the type of "status meeting" I want to be having. If I never have to sit through another "One-on-one" that dosen't involve me bottle feeding critters, I'll be a happy, happy girl."
He grunted and gave us this wierd look that for the life of me I couldn't read.
We fired up the auger again, and we proceeded to beat the crap out of the rocks.