The wheels whir. There's no forward motion. Damn. Another bogging. The problem with having machinery is you rely on it. And then it bogs or breaks. This last year has been a big one for breakdowns, most spectacularly when the wheel fell off the truck on Dog Trap Road. Craig was quite surprised when he... Continue Reading →
BOGGED
All those months waiting for rain in the autumn, and now we have too much. While the hills are green and the ground is perfect for planting, this year's fences are delayed because vehicles that try to get up with loads of concrete and posts are in grave danger of getting bogged. Or sliding... Continue Reading →