Monday, June 18, 2018
I'm still floating on a cloud of relieved euphoria! The cows are fenced out. The trespasser on his 4 wheeler (pretty sure it was Don - tracks match) is fenced out!
We hired Josh, a friend of our son's from grade school through high school, on Saturday and were able to get both he and his dad on Saturday. We needed them both! The last section was grueling and it poured all day!
On Friday we got three wires up in the west section of the south fenceline, with Josh's help. Though he and Ron arrived around 10:00, they worked until dusk. Then Josh drove home to return in the morning with his dad.
I got exposed by the toxic cows. About 6:30 that morning I heard a motorized vehicle pushing cows up to their north fence across from our main drive. It was while I was running the generator. When I went out to the SW corner jack the whole herd was walking down the fence line toward it... I hollered and made noise to try to move them away. It wasn't very effective. They didn't move away far enough and not very fast. I got hit/hurt. By the end of the day my "fibro" (insecticide poisoning, the symptoms are exactly the same) was in full roar. Feet and leg pain flaming clear up to my ribs. I could barely walk. No sleep that night either. By now you undoubtedly know the drill.
At the time it happened I honestly thought (still do) it was an attempt to prevent us from closing the fence, or to spite us/hurt me for cutting off the 4 wheeler access, so I knuckled down and pushed through it. I had double medicated before going out and I did meds again every time we came in. The pain and symptoms were brutal but I had to do everything in my power to close the fence, or the exposures wouldn't stop and I'd have nowhere safe to go when the driller was here.
Since Josh is the youngest and strongest we had him pulling wire. Ron was pulling at the 1/2 way point and I spelled Josh, taking a few turns pulling, at the end, the last 1\3, nearest the corner jack, when he needed a break. Then Ron set and managed the stretchers and we all put on clips, working our way back to Trespassers. At the mid point of that section of fence line I'd go back for the Ute and bring up more clips, etc. I also took my chainsaw to a small tree that ended up being a problem. The barbwire had damaged it to the point it wasn't going to survive, so I went ahead and cut it down. Ron had devised a clever device to make the wire spool turn easier and not get stuck on the fence posts that made up the stand, or "cradle.". That made pulling tons easier! We needed that, since the terrain was rougher. Its hard to walk backward with all those large rocks!
Saturday morning before Josh and Mike arrive Ron and I took equipment up to the top of the peak where that site's wire roll cradle would be set up. We hauled the rest of the stuff they'd need up to the top and Ron pounded the posts for, and set up, the cradle. I took the loppers to trees and berry patches on the fence line that Ron hadn't reached when he chainsawed his way up last weekend. Remember, he ran out of gas? Then we went to check the other locations before Mike and Josh got here. When we were driving out to Trespassers, wouldn't you know it, a highly fragranced person just happened to be driving Don's UTV up and down the fence line. I'm assuming it was a woman. She was wearing so much perfume she'd had to have bathed in it. Neither Ron nor I could tell gender by the look of the person because he or she was bundled up. I'm still reeling from that one. It was so bad, that between that exposure and the cow herders wasting so much of my day I wasn't much help that day.
Bob, the cattle guy, had texted Ron at 5:30 Saturday morning to see if he was on schedule. Ron replied that they should come between 10:00a.m.-12:00p.m.. So I left the fence line and went back to camp at 9:45 a.m. incase they showed up early. I texted Ron at noon, they hadn't showed. I returned to work (pouring rain and a thunder storm) at 12:30. They had just arrived. I could hear them talking to each other and their horses as they rode up to the peak through the forest. Their truck was parked at the jack. Ron told me they came up to where he was and spoke civilly before they rode down the back skid road and spread out to make a pass. Presently the guys all stumbled out of the woods soaked to the skin, chilled to the bone, and we all went back to camp so they could get food, dry off, get warm and change clothes. We were back out in 30 more minutes (the sun came out while we were in camp and teased us all with promises of clearing weather; it was a lie). They headed out first in the truck. I went over a few minutes later in my Ute. It was raining hard over there. The rider's pickup was gone. Tracks showed where the horses had exited. The guys were sitting in the cab of Ron's pickup waiting out the rain. I pulled in under some trees and waited until there was a lull in the storm. As soon as it slackened I got out of the Ute and began to pull the section of wire that crossed the road, that they'd left open for the riders. You know, the road that the mystery 4 wheeler kept trespassing on. Which is why we call that location Trespasser's S. The S. is for south. The guys got out of the pickup behind me just in time to see me fall flat on my face. Insecticides are neurological poisons. They adversely effect coordination, among other things. Nobody said anything except me. What I said is not printable here...
So I was relegated to clipping the wire to the posts at the bottom of the slope. They worked their asses off in the frigid, pouring rain while Rosie and I mostly waited in the Ute, getting out when they got the wire down the hill. It was wet and cold. I heard the neighbors UTV driving up and down the west fence 2 more times that afternoon. I didn't report it to the Deputy. I've been down this road before. "They weren't doing anything illegal." If I complain and LEOs talk to them, they escalate. No positive outcome for me.
The guys got 3 wires stretched across the whole east section of the south fence line and 1/2 the 4th wire pulled back to the jack at Trespassers, from the cradle, by dusk. Enough to keep out the cows. They were beat, soaked through, cold and hungry. Done for the weekend. I was greatly relieved!
Sunday morning Ron and I headed up to the peak to retrieve equipment. I took my e-chainsaw. Ron used it to cut out the logs that were down on the backside of the mountain. They were in the way for the bottom strand. I loppered limbs and underbrush to make the job easier. Looks like it might be Justin helping with that one.
Ron had a family reunion at noon, so we headed back to transfer supplies and do water/fuel. Only the city sewer was overflowing so we had to find a different dump station. I sent Ron to his reunion and I came back up to my mountain to do internet research. We got the dump done later. Ron went home.
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
The sun finally came out this afternoon. I put clothes on the line yesterday morning. They got plenty of extra rinsing. Rosie and I stayed in since I didn't have any other clean dry clothes left. After all the rain and mud, I need to wash seat covers again, too. I filled yesterday's hours by continuing to work on that pair of "lace up ropers" - western boots for cattle roping, as opposed to the classic "cowboy boot". I did telling you about that right? Working on those boots? I thought the insole that was under the foam insole was leather but it's was leather colored rubber. And I discovered that under the heel part several nails were sticking up 1/8th inch! No wonder they made my feet hurt! So I'm trying to figure out what tool will best work to reach in there and nip those nails off real short. Then I can pound them flat. If I buy new shoes, I'll just have to tear them apart too.
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
It was mostly sunny today. The humidity ranged from 45% to (currently) 61%. I got everything on the line off and a new batch on. That would be those seat covers and rugs. I even got to run the LP generator. I've been airing it out in here most of the day.
I started out to cut wood but it got too warm. Instead Rosie and I took the Ute to the base of Cell Hill and did a fence stick scavenge. I got quite a load. Since we ended at the back fence and someone had moved a bunch of those top clips to about 3' high (height the average guy can't step over...) I decided to work on that fence. I moved up the wires and wove in all the sticks. I need more of course, but it was a start. It was after that that we did laundry.
I also deleted my Toxed FB page and left an explanation on my family page. Tomorrow I'll delete my family FB page.
Thursday, June 21, 2018
There was another elk pool party in the meadow yesterday afternoon. There were aproximately 20 attendees. I'd say, "A good time was had by all!" There were lots of tiny calves in the herd. The weather report forecasted thunder starting in the afternoon and all through the night. I heard "the distant rumbling of thunder." Only it wasn't thunder; it was a bunch of the elk herd chasing each other around the meadow. Rosie and I went out and watched the fun for awhile. They do like to playing in the water.
It did storm all night, though it stayed out at 10-14 miles away. Its no longer thundering, but still overcast and raining. Guess my shower day is tomorrow.
No updates on the driller's start date yet.