![]() Why did I wear these flip flops in Cactus country? |
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![]() Our mailbox is a little over 2 miles away. |
![]() This will eventually become the road back to our house. |
![]() This will be the view from where the house will be. |
![]() Our well getting drilled. |
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![]() a $6,000 hole in the ground! |
![]() Leaving the BunkHouse |
![]() Exiting the YO |
![]() Arriving at the new ranch |
![]() My first attempt at a meter assembly, it still needs a 27' mast. |
![]() The new gate waiting to be installed |
![]() They are taking the spoil from the septic and making a berm for the future pond |
![]() Nothing but rock when trying to put in the septic tank! |
![]() What little soil there is to dig, they use the back hoe for, the rest is rock and they need to use the rock hammer |
![]() Another view of where the septic field will be |
![]() The floor for the storage building gets leveled and supported |
![]() The plywood floor gets screwed down |
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![]() Our first lunch guests |
![]() The rifle blind gets stood up |