So far outside the box you can't even see the box from here.
Tuesday, September 25, 2018
I finally got started on digging up my broken water line. It's been easy to put the job off. There have been plenty of other project to focus my attention on. The temporary line has been working well. I guess one of things I was avoiding was how badly I'm out of shape for this kind of work. Oh well. The best way to get into shape for doing something is to do that thing.
Progress was made. There was a lot of brush and a large fallen birch that needed to be moved. Digging down I found the buried power supply cable. That was laid in the same trench as the water pipe, but a few feet about it. That let me know I was digging in the right place. The job came to a halt when a large rock appeared in the trench. The pry bar needed to move it had been left back at the house. That was enough reason for me to call it a day. I'd made a good start, but was pretty tuckered out.
Between digging up the water line and splitting firewood, I'm getting plenty of much needed exercise. I was looking forward to getting exercise on my boat trip. Sailing my boat, paddling the kayak into shore, and walking around for supplies gets me in condition. Digging ditches, while good exercise, isn't as fun. The views aren't as stunning either.
Oh well. At least I'm getting back into condition, even if it's a lot less fun.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.