Where is the wire? Exclaimed a bewildered Jorn as we crossed Cockatoo Creek on a pre- planting inspection. Somebodies……… What ………. Where…….. Stunned as we realise we have missed an entire section of wire…… And it is raining …….. More fencing in the rain…….. At least it is a small section ………
As the sun set the lands takes on a new dimension, it is very peaceful and dramatically beautiful.
If I were a half decent photographer I could capture it, alas with my trusty ipad, it tries but does not do the scenery justice…
About now we usually start to pack up for day and head back to the house for a much needed shower then dinner. However if we have had any breakages or odd things happen to equipment then it is to the shed we must go.
With limited time available we need to make use of all the time we have. Occasionally the shed has been our friend until 10.30 at night, getting ready for the following day.
Over to the other side we go! We are now on the other side of the Tone River. This area will not be re-planted. It will however be scarified to help the natural regeneration of the area. This area joins up with pristine bush that has never been farmed. The land was locked away over 40 years ago, it contains a diverse range of lower, mid and upper story plants. It is hoped that the diversity of flora in this block will spread to the area you see below.
Fun stuff for boys and toys. Jorn got drive the Same tractor. He loves driving around in big machines. Think most boys do.
A big thank you to our neighbour Colin Ednie-Brown for the use it on this project. You see the action here slowly pulling the ripper and mounder kindly supplied by Greg Hodgson from Forest Products Commission in Collie. We could not have managed this project without the generous support a a great many people.
Jezabel decided she had better look over the newly completed fencing section to ensure when we have the real site inspection of Jun 6th that is all passes muster.
It was a stunning sunny cool day. Perfect that day we strained and fixed 1.1 kilometres of fencing wire, part of which you see here. We duel strained it as we had a very sharp corner to go around. Sorry no pics of the back hoe in action as we were both running from one end of the fence to the other.
The following day we continued and installed another 1 kilometre of fencing.
It is a great sense of satisfaction watching it all come together. We just get on with it and do the job! Fall into bed at night exhausted not only from all that fresh air they have out there but from the work.
Can you imagine how difficult it would have been to get these former power poles – returned to a useful life as strainer posts in the ground without the post rammer. Jorn actually made it many many years ago when he was farming in Donnybrook. Although now he needs to borrow it from his good mate David Lee as he sold it to him a few years ago.
Sometimes even with the post rammer they will not go – granite below…… we have a few sad looking bent poles around that we will cut out soon. More ramming as after the big rammer comes little rammer! Both terrific machines that make lighter work of a big job.
Whilst Jorn is down on the farm out in the field working away at our regeneration projects, I am here in the city in the kitchen!
Advanced planning to feed the kind people who are giving up there long weekend to travel down to the farm to help us plant 18,000+ native plant seedlings. So far two soups have been made and are ready to go into the freezer. Spicy carrot, coriander and red lentil below and above is a Moroccan harira soup – no idea – nor did I, lamb, chick peas, puy lentils and more. Both big hearty soups, great for the expected cold weather. Shall remember put in an order for some bread rolls from the baker in town. This is just a start, I have plenty more food to prepare.
Here in Western Australia they celebrate the founding of the State with a long weekend, the first weekend of June. We are counting down till planting time. Plenty of work to be down in the field and the kitchen over the next two weeks.
The overcast day gave Jorn a chance to slowly burn out the grasses of an area that will be regenerated. The thickness of the thatch meant that is could not be ripped and mounded without being burnt first.
Two farmers fire trucks were on standby, shovels and two ways just in case the day did not go as planned.
Fire is taken very seriously down here, all the farmers look out and support each each other.
It happens! The right hand disc on the mounder parted company, this required quite a few hours of Jorn’s time and the assistance of the engineering firm in town, all up the mounder was out of action for 36 hours. We continued on with the fencing (in the rain) whilst the bit that attached the disc to the post went in hospital for emergency surgery. Oh and we had two trips to town! Just to break up the fencing rountine….