The fence will be a split rail and it seems we've picked the most hot and humid weekends to build it. Our adventures here in Texas never get dull. Last weekend, when we dug the holes, we thought a gas one-man operated hole digger (its like a sledge hammer with a drill) would be suffice and it would only take a day for my gorilla of a husband to knock them out.
HA!
After one hole and twenty minutes digging in North Texas clay earth--not to mention the imagery flashing through my mind of Lorne cutting off his privates, I insisted on rented a Bob Cat to drill the holes.
Fast forward, two hours... we returned the manual drill and finally figured out how to take the tractor drill off the trailer, and Lorne is drilling his third whole--including the manual one--when he hits the main water pipe to our neighborhood.
From the second the white water rapids, flowed into our street, neighbors poured onto our onto our property to watch the waterworks, while Lorne continued to dig the rest of the fifty-seven holes.
We called the water company and they were at our house within the hour, but until that time there was nothing we could do to stop the flooding, so Lorne kept to his digging--after all, renting a Bob Cat isn't cheap.
The water company shut off the water to our whole neighborhood, and repaired the pipe within three hours, all the while my kind and understanding neighbors kept me company the whole time.
Back of house with wood put up, but we still need to put on trip and paint.
These ten poles took over five hours to attach the wood.
Although it's hard to see, there are fifty additional poles to finish.
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