Ah, and here you have my solution for carrying the double decker spinning jenny plus two spools of high tensile wire from one corner of the south field to another. When I’m just carrying a couple of spools of wire I can sling one across each shoulder or crosswise like a bandolier. Combined with the jenny it gets awkward. Putting it on my back centered the weight again. This is much easier than trying to carry it the two tenths of a mile through the brush in my arms. A piece of my old webbing from rock climbing comes in handy once again!
Today we pulled more wire and finished fencing the south field. Most of our posts are stumps and trees along the stone wall. The trees with eye bolts make excellent end posts – good thing since in most places we can’t dig more than a few inches down so setting posts is often not possible. In such situations I have alternatively placed granite posts or set pins into boulders, something we have lots of.
Speaking of posts, the plastic step-in posts break off very easily at the base where the metal spike is. I suspect that this is because of the differing thermal expansion ratios of the materials. The result is a lot of posts with no step-in spikes. Sometimes I use these by poking a hole with a PV in the soil. Another very good use for broken plastic posts is as spacers on long runs of high tension wire. Even if all the clips break off they can still be used by tying the wire to the insulating plastic posts.
That is Kia in the background, sister to Kita. Lili, Cinnamon and Kia tagged along as Holly, Will and I worked along the stone walls. I think a large number of foolish chattering chipmunks met their maker. Silly critters, sitting there screaming “Eat Me!” at the gods, er, dogs.
Here the pigs, sheep and the goose celebrate the freshly opened pasture. They had eaten down all the brush in the other two sections and were quite happy to move to fresh grass and browse. They ate up the previous two acre sections in about three weeks each. It will be interesting to see how fast it takes them to go through the rest of the denser brush further down the pasture.
On a clear day in this direction we can see all the way past Bradford to New Hampshire. Today we could see across the valley and the mists curled around the peaks of Sugar, Knox and Butterfield mountains. At one point it sounded like a horse was coming up the road and then I realized who was crossing, from the logging trail down to the marsh – the moose! But he slipped away before we could see him.
Night low: 49째F, Day high: 59째F, Misty