Last week Will & I took a walk out at Adam-On-Diahman (AOA).  We also visited the homesite, hoping that the week would be dry enough for us to prepare for a concrete pour. Here is a path at AOA:
And my honey, sitting on a rock at Tower Hill, which overlooks the west end of the valley:
Here is a peek at the valley from Tower Hill.
We got what we hoped for this morning.  I was driving up north of AOA to do an evaluation when I got stuck behind a concrete truck on Highway V.  Then I realized--that's MY concrete being delivered!  To my dismay, the truck turned off on the wrong dirt road off of V.  I thought, "maybe it's not my concrete after all."  Then I noticed the truck had stopped, and I suddenly realized the driver was lost.  So I hooked a U and went back, signalled the driver, and he followed me to the homesite.  When I arrived, the "pumper" was already in place.  As soon as the concrete truck could back up to it, they began the pour.  Unfortunately I really was on my way to work and couldn't stay, but I did manage to snap a few shots of the beginning of the pour. 



Whoo hoo!

a number of you have asked about the progress on our building project on the farm.  This has been the wettest summer since we have lived here.  This shot of our truck's tire was taken in the spring.  Will repaired the tractor, and we trailered it out to the farm.  We were towing the tractor up the hill when we got stuck in the mud.  So we unloaded the tractor, hitch the truck/trailer to it, and pulled ourselves out of the morass. Then the work began  on the bulldozer.  The tracks on it were too long--kind of like a bicycle chain that keeps coming off.  But when Will & crew tried to shorten them, which entailed removing some link-pins in order to remove links in the track, they discovered that someone had welded the pins!  A special tool had to be built to hammer out the pins, and, in due time, the tracks were shortened.  Ta da!

But the rains returned....
For those of you familiar with the area, this is the road out to Sperry's. This is the Thompson River about that time.  Usually there are steep banks on either side:
And here are some shots taken on our driveway and the homesite at the farm.  The road was pretty scary because you could sink up to your axles.  And they used the 'dozer and backhoe to begin leveling the homesite.

Meanwhile, we were notified our building would be delivered to us--in pieces.  I "conversed" with a driver, I believe from Mexico, to give him directions to our farm.  We must have communicated, because the shipment arrived.  The driveway was graveled and the homesite leveled.  The plumbing was "stubbed" into place.  I can go stand at the drainpipe for my kitchen sink, and imagine the view from the kitchen window.




And since then it has rained, rained and rained.  Of course, this is the general area where Noah lived, and we haven't reached those proportions.  And while we have probably caught the edges of Hurricane Gustav, we have a good roof over our heads, and our personal safety has not been threatened.  Nevertheless, as it continues to rain today, we wonder when our concrete "pad" can be poured, the frame go up and we can get started in earnest.
These last two shots were taken on Saturday--and it has continued to rain both Sunday and Monday since.