We started out digging out that darn trench for the
electrical to the barn, and before long we realized that the thing wasn’t going
to cut it. KB picked up the Ditch Witch from Upper Valley Equipment and brought
it over. The thing wasn’t that small, it looked pretty impressive to me, not
unlike a huge chainsaw on wheels. It was a little daunting to run, with all
sorts of controls for the wheel speed/direction and chain speed/direction. KB
brought it over and started running it, but he admitted that it was his first
time using such a thing, and that he had to leave at some point, leaving me to
my own devices. Great.
After a while it became clear that the machine was best used
with two people, because it helps to have someone clear and remove rocks as
they clog up the inner workings of the machine. I went down to my knees to get
some of them and it felt like a hammer hitting my kneecap. Talk about pain
(though I couldn’t be a sissy around KB).
It was slow going, and eventually GD showed up and was
surprised at how small the thing was. He thought we were going to get a small
tractor/ditch witch, because once we hit the hard pack, the thing was going to
be tough, not that they weren’t already.
After about an hour, we got about 20% of the way, but we hit
a huge rock, and for the life of us, we couldn’t get that thing out. After
struggling for about 45 minutes, it became clear to us that we needed a bigger
machine, preferably something with a backhoe. GD’s friend down the road has one
and he called him. We arranged for him to come over on Sunday and finish the
big dig. I’m slaged to help GD lay the pipe and run the wire, so I’m not off
the hook, at least not yet.
Until then, thanks for reading.
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