Saturday, September 26, 2009

Clearly...not enough action?

By the fact I have 11 comments regarding an electric fence indicates yer all bored, or apparently fascinated with electric fences. It wasn't even boat-y and I only wrote it to throw a bone into my dearth of postings.

Sigh...well here is some new "action" from our little hole in the river.


This place trumps the old one by the fact that in spite of all the log booms in our vicinity, we just don't have the logs attacking us like they did at Mitchell. Yea! Fighting with dead heads for two hours every night was just no fun at all. Still, we need wood to burn and there is lots of crap to clean up around here too that doesn't involve having to haul logs out to buck up and split and most of it can head straight for my woodstove. There are remains of older docks up on shore and so we are recycling lots of the wood there for planks on the docks that are, well, so rotten a small child or toby, my cat could fall through it. We've got a fair amount done and I got ambitious with the pressure washer and finally got to one of my list items from May. Yes, from May.

The upstairs railing around the floathouse is covered in rather unsightly cedar shakes. Yes, I would love to replace it with something different and gain a few more inches of walkway space up there. But I have to live with what I've got for now. So I attacked it with the pressure washer and did the front, starboard side and across the stern. Alas, the dock between me and Mt. Kleeman was removed to make room for the Malcite's arrival and so Mt. Kleeman is smack right beside me. There are some overturned docks about and when Greig finally feels ambitious enough to tackle turtling them to their upright position we can slide one of those puppies between the floatie and Mt. Kleeman. Then I'll arm up again and hit the shakes on the port side and give them a good scrubbing.

Gawd, was I ever filthy from that. A lovely brown woody sludge covered just about everything so I had to do a final rinse of every surface with just the garden hose. I am ever so thankful that this sunny weather holds and continues to cooperate.


I carried on with washing off some of the new dock planks too and when that is all "done" I guess we'll have to throw down some anti-slip device (probably chook wire) as it will all get terribly slippery as soon as it thinks to get a bit frosty around here.

And if this weather holds, maybe I'll get some painting and staining done!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Zappity-do-dah

I was back home in the interior visiting my folks and one recent add-on in Dad's garden is this spanky new electric fence. With so many deer about and in trying to keep bears away from the fruit tree he decided to make this wee investment.

He was having trouble and the whole thing seemed to be bedeviling him a bit as he didn't think any current was running through it. On my last afternoon there I had put in my request to take some of his bounty home with me. I had my dibs on beans, tomatoes, cukes, peaches and apples from the Gravenstein tree. (He's also got Northern Spy, Red and Golden Delicious, and Fuji's). The Grav's are my favorite though for eating even though they are a cooking apple mostly.

Mum and I tackled the beans, many of which were too big and woody and destined for the compost bin. I had filled a bucket and headed back out of his netted garden to go dump the first pail. The gate didn't open all the way, due to the slope of the ground and so I had put the metal bail of the bucket against the wire of the electric fence. We were in the garden and I thought he had turned off as he was frustrated that it wasn't working.

I eased myself around the gate and grabbed the bail on the bucket and discovered to my surprise that yes, the fence well and truly was working.

"Hey Dad!" I hollered up from the garden, "Are you still thinking you're fence isn't working?"

"Ya!"

"It is now! I just got bit!"

"Wonderful!" he hollered back.

Gee...thanks Pa! Glad to help.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Waterpod

Tugster posted a link to the Waterpod but I missed it until my friend and our old roommate Marcus sent me a link to this video on Facebook.

I have always thought that as land becomes more scarce and sea levels rise that we must find alternatives in our lifestyles and these folks should be applauded in their experiment here. Municipalities on water all over should be taking more proactive approaches rather than maintain a "head-in-the-sand-itis."

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Big and pretty

Of course this beauty doesn't grace our waters much and was bound to have me wondering just who owned it. The SY Rosehearty had been anchored out in English Bay for a few days in August. Now that, is a yacht. A Google search on it turned up lots of links.

Oh, it belongs to Rupert. As in Murdock. Very sweet. Oh to be so financially flush.