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There are Two Paths…

Except one is a sticky mudslide. Actually both were sticky mudslides because groundwork, constant rain, short days, and subzero temperatures are not great for making ground you can walk on let alone drive on.

Which would not be an issue if I didn’t need to be able to use the shipping containers until spring. I do however need to move a bunch of stuff from town to the farm in the middle of winter because as usual my timing is awful. So the only practical solution is to make a path. Starting with a ute full of rocks and sand.

Because the cure for mud is drainage according to some french guy on YouTube. I probably should have watched a few videos in a language I can understand because then I probably wouldn’t have started at the furtherest point and worked backwards. It didn’t make the job easier to be stomping through sticky clay while carrying bags of gravel.

In my defense the end container was the one with the slipperiest areas, so it felt more important to make it accessible. I should add that the initial plan was just to gravel it, but then I found a pile of pavers my father had collected from somewhere and never used. One of my goals for the farm is to finish the jobs he started and use the materials he stockpiled. Of course once I decided to use the pavers I then needed to compact the gravel. Lay, screed, and compact the sand and then scour internet free sites for more pavers.

Free pavers seem to show up quite often but disappear just as quickly, and spending money on them seems to go against the spirit of things. However if enough to finish the job show up all at once I might be convinced to part with fifty bucks. By my calculations I need another 400 to get to gate. I did see an offer for 1200 pavers for a $100 but that way madness lies.

I already considered paving the area between the two shipping containers for no practical reason. So every pallet of free bricks or pavers looks like me spending 5 years putting paths through the woods.

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