Shane arrived Sunday and we set to to build a line of fencing that stretched for about 400 metres from the lower third of our steep paddock along a line of pine trees then it turned at 90 degrees down a very steep slop and across to an existing fence. It also involved hanging two gates, one of which Steve installed on the Saturday afternoon. The fencing involved removal of old posts and wire, putting in new or 'renovated' posts, and getting caught in metres of wicked, wicked, barbed wire. Here Shane is putting in a straining wire while Bluey seems interested in whatever might be living in the bracken.
After each line (of which there were five) of barbed wire was rolled out it then had to be strained using these ancient strainers that hark back to just after WWII. But wow they did the job, pulling tight each line of barbed wire until it could take no more.
Here is part of the new fence where we took advantage of the row of pine trees to act as living fence posts.
And then the fence flows down the slope and continues another 50 metres or so to the right of the fate. It took Shane with me as his gopher/assistant 2.5 days. Just lucky the weather was kind to us.
Just look at how straight that fence is! I am continued to be amazed at how skillful our friend Shane is, because without him, there would have been no fence until fencing contractors had been found.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
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I'm impressed!
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