The First Purgatory Contest
To celebrate finishing the pool resurfacing, our first-ever contest: guess how much water it took to fill the pool.
To celebrate finishing the pool resurfacing, our first-ever contest: guess how much water it took to fill the pool.
The Wall Saga: building the forms for the footer, while block deliveries trickle in.
The Wall Saga: 6’x6’x2′ blocks from Granite Rock, 18-wheelers on our inclines and a contractor whose project management was lacking.
The Wall Saga: four excavators, telehandlers and the first block deliveries.
The Wall Saga: trench warfare against the pocket gophers, plus a walk through the great trench.
The Wall Saga: trimming, ramping and cutting into the hillside, and an engineering firm that falls behind.
Free rocks from NextDoor and a pile of asphalt spoils. Who needs a gym?
Mail thieves made it up the hill, so we and our neighbors now have FortKnox mailboxes.
The Wall Saga: old fill pipes, pilings and other finds once the deck and concrete were gone.
The Wall Saga: taking down the Doc’s flagpole, which, he assured us, had always been crooked.
The Wall Saga: what to do with the Doc’s railroad ties, a buck apiece, 900 of them.
The Wall Saga: Agent Smith Sr. at the helm of the excavator, removing pavers from the pool deck.
The Wall Saga: breaking out concrete slabs and shifting a couple of tons of river rock.
Making better use of the small space next to the kitchen sink with a wall-mounted dish rack and some new tile.
Getting the debris and fallen insulation cleared out of the crawlspace under the house.
Video of the stable roof, heavily damaged in the winter storms.
Two years since we first found this house, spent learning to drive Giggles the skid steer and moving spoils.
The Wall Saga: demolishing the rotting wooden deck and wall along the south edge of the pool.
The Wall Saga begins: removing the old railroad-tie wall and the trees in its way.
While trying to trap a new feral cat, I caught a skunk instead. Ketchup to the rescue again.
Agent Smith gets the hang of Tony, our new tractor for the steep hillsides.
Collecting tumbleweeds, smushing them into a wire cage and setting them on fire, as a test run.
Our entire perimeter is now properly fenced, thanks to a fencing guy our nearest neighbor recommended.
