March Madness

Friday:

Rebuilding, part of a daily work out.
The gates in the foreground were for bringing animals in and out of the pasture. I removed the pen, posts, and wire. The foreground in this shot will be returned to a grassy area now that I have only three mules.
 

I just have the one heavy gate and the white posts to remove now and wait for Frank to come with his dozer and level everything out. I still need the 'catch' pen to remove one mule at a time for trimming or riding. If I halter one animal, the rest want to join in.

So I moved the panels and made a new and nicer pen than the old one. The gals all fit comfortably in it. If I open the pasture side gate, they all just walk in. It is a nice place to groom them and put them back out in their pasture.

I'm hoping for some nice weather without the high winds to take out Siera and Sunshine and saddle them up for a spin in the field next to them. The farrier will be out in a week or so to do their trims and I'll be doing their spring haircuts.

Saturday:

On to the old Buick LeSabre Saga. Among other things.

The Junker Dudes showed up early. I had to get after them as they'd used my yard with the leach field in it to turn around. This after I'd cautioned them not to a few days ago.

I guess I'll put up posts with Crime Scene Tape to remind them.

In the meantime, the guys that purchased the old Buick showed up. I couldn't have asked for more polite young men. They jacked the car up, replaced the tires and opened up the trunk.

The trunk contained....drum roll....Romance Novels, crutches, umbrella, and nothing of any worth. The guys said they'd take the old tires and dispose of them along with the junk in the trunk.

They just about got the old car on the trailer when....

something broke and the car went freewheeling down the hill into the forest. There was a lot of shouting and one of them jumped in the vehicle and stopped it before it went into the trees.

These guys are also friends with Frank who plows, so I suggested that they call Frank and ask permission to use the Skid Steer. Frank agreed.

The LeSabre was loaded safely with a slightly damaged bumper and I earned some cash. They promised to send me photos of the modifications they did to the car.

The guys then thought they'd take a gander at the old Toyota Truck in the shed. The guy in the dark sweatshirt above saw it and whistled. "It's one of those barn finds! This is a diamond!" The boys checked out the engine and clean interior. 

Junker Don came in and said he'd offer me $100 for it. He knew a guy.

The boys looked at him like he was from another planet.

Junker Don went back to loading his trailer. The boys told me that this Classic Car was worth from $2K to $5K. I told them to get back to me with a buyer and we shook.

When I walked out, Junker Don said, "I thought that truck would go with the rest of the scrap." 

I said, "Sure it could. If anyone wants to bid over $5 thousand for it."

Junker Don then looked like he was going to argue. He must have seen my face because he started asking if I'd give him the Skill Saw, the Drill Press...

I saw where this was going and replied. "You are here for the scrap. The power tools and all tools stay, that is what we agreed on."

He did a big sigh and a shrug as if I'd hurt his feelings.

Guess what. I finally was able to get the big shed door closed and locked. I guess I have to be here now to keep an eye on the scrappers.

Closed and locked. First time I've been able to do that in 10 years. 

The money is in the vehicle and the power tools and I'm going to keep an eye on that and insist on being here when the scrappers come again.

All of that before 10:30 in the morning. 

Life on the farm can get hectic.

I spent the afternoon with a girlfriend and her family. We went hiking and enjoyed each others company. The temps were cold but in the valley it was pleasant.

That is the end of my Wild Saturday! I think I earned a beer!