Muddy Waters, Rainy Days

Muddy Waters

Well its been 3 weeks since our last trip north, partially due to a busy schedule, partially because the ride up and back in one day tends to wear you out after a while. We left before sunrise on a partly cloudy Saturday morning, and immediately saw a young deer, debating whether to cross the road or not. Thankfully he chose to run back into the wood from whence he came.

The ride is approximately 3.5 hours, depending on traffic and other factors(i.e. radar traps) and shortly after we drove into Massachusetts, we encountered various areas of patchy fog. It amazes me how the fog can be dense, then non-existent in a matter of 1/2 mile. We encountered foggy conditions through most of the rest of the drive up.

At times it was indeed "so thick you could cut it with a knife". We stopped @ our normal breakfast spot-P&H- Exit 17 of I-91- Good food, great service. After a refreshing repast, we drove the final 30 or so miles to the property. In speaking with our contractor, he was hoping to start the stumping and grading Thursday afternoon, if everything worked out. The first step was to rough in the driveway, so they could unload the heavy equipment without damaging the road, or tracking mud and debris. All that and more was done by Saturday morning when we arrived.

As you can see the driveway has been roughed in and they have stumped about a third of the land. Included in the driveway was a culvert for the roadside, which allows the spring runoff to flow by.

Evidently they had some massive downpours Friday afternoon, so it was a bit muddy, and and a bit wet, so we walked mostly the perimeter to survey the progress.

We walked out back to the septic area as well, an they haven't gotten that far yet, but the path from the skidder was apparent, and challenging to maneuver...

Once in the back of the lot, beyond the man made destruction-or construction, nature still exists. I was unable to get any pictures of the birds calling from the trees, but still life abounds

And of course what would a trip like this be without the obligatory photo of me on the equipment :-)

After a quick detour to Lyndonville to look at a few modular homes and gather information-coincidentally right across from the Lynburke Motel-one our our famous snowmobile "rest areas", we headed back home. Holding true for a change to the weather forecast, we hit some pretty crazy weather, raining intermittently at first, but then with a torrent of heavy showers, which made the last hour of the ride aggravating to say the least. I don't understand why people forget how to drive when it rains.... ah but that's another blog for another time. So I leave you with............

Rainy Days