I tend to find “farmy” things to do when I travel. Mr. Caffeinated teases me about my busman holidays. This time, I built a fence.
My favorite ex-neighbors in the whole world recently celebrated an anniversary, and he bought her a willow tree.
Problem is, deer love willow trees. In two days, they’d already stripped the lower branches. We scrounged around, and begged some T-posts and a pounder from a neighbor, and got to work.
One layer of fencing was not going to be enough. Deer would have laughed at a four-foot-tall fence, leaned over, and kept nibbling. A great use of 10′-sections of pipe: double the fence!
There wasn’t any wire laying around, but there were zipties. Reaming out the holes in the pipes took a bit of work, but made it possible to use the really heavy duty zips.
Redneck engineering, complete with rednecks!:
At one point, I pulled the ladder towards myself, inadvertently spilling one guy’s beer all over my jeans. Many jokes were then committed, mostly along the lines of if I were pulled over for a breath test, I’d blow a zero but my pants would likely blow a three…
We got done just before dark. If the deer manage to eat any more of that willow before it outgrows that fence, then they’ll have had to develop opposable thumbs.