My apologies for the very tardy blog update. It seems that after working all day, getting home and taking a shower, and finally eating something . . . that I'm too tired to write! Imagine that.
Last Sunday, the 26th, started bright and early, as usual. We enlisted the help of my dad who drove out to meet us and our electrician to begin the installation of the bunk that will hold the solar panels. As you know, Tom and I had already prepped the site, and Tom had dug the holes that the cement posts would be poured into. So now, the tubes had to be correctly placed - just so - and then the cement hand-mixed, bag by bag, using the water we'd hauled up from the river. The job actually went quite smoothly with the exception of a mid-day drive into town for forgotten supplies. We're learning, now that we'll be living a 72-miles round trip from town - and with gasoline prices being so dear (currently $2.23/gallon), that we need to buy extra supplies rather than trying to be frugal and only buy just what we'll need. Seems that you can always use them for some future project if you don't need them on the current one.
The tallest poured cement post was a bit persnickety and required some careful watching and tying off to remain perfectly level, but we got the job done. Now, with anchor bolts set into it (with which the bunk will be mounted), the cement needs to sit for at least 5 days to properly harden before we do anything more.
We had to end the day sooner than usual - around 5:00 p.m. - to get home so that Tom could get ready and I could get him packed up for a week's worth of work in the big city. And let me tell you, he was NOT thrilled to go. But, hey, we do need to pay for this little endeavor of ours! He headed out at 7:00 and arrived at midnight. Meanwhile, the hot and windy days had done a number on my neglected flower beds, so I spent the evening watering and trying to catch up on some chores around here.