After 6 months of negotiating, several years of looking, and many more years of saving I finally closed on my piece of land in the mountains last week. I spent the weekend up there just trying to familiarize myself with it and clear a way into the middle of the property where I hope eventually to build a house. I finished the weekend with sore muscles, a dull chainsaw blade, and a strong desire not to leave. I was able to get the truck up to the eventual home site by Sunday afternoon, though I broke a rear view mirror against a tree. The first of many mishaps, I imagine. All worth it and part of the process.
I did take some time out from shovels, pickaxes, and chainsaws to explore both on foot and on the dirt bike, as well as a trip into town for a growler of local beer and a hat.
You sound just like the kind of guy l have been looking for . Someone who love the outdoors & knows what he is doing when he gets there. Nothing better than working on ones own land & relaxing w/ a good local brew
Gee thanks, Aunt Tootsie. LOL.
Man, I can’t imagine what kind of idiots would help you with all that work over the upcoming years.
I know some idiots who seem to fit the bill exactly. They seem to comment on my blog. I appreciate you guys!! (You’re still idiots.)
Taco truck !!!