Slowly but Surely

So the trees are cut, the holes have been dug, and Ashmonster learned while keeping me company. The post hole digger would only go down about 40 inches and still be effective, so I stopped there and went down to the creek to wait for Scott to fetch me. I can only assume he was perfecting rocket stove feeding or perhaps goat feeding. Either way, once he came down we took the remaining gravel from our rocket stove heater out of his truck and started filling the holes in. We hoisted the largest of our tree supports into the hole and began to fill it with gravel, using the tree's weight to shift and pack it down as we put it in. Pleased, we graveled up another hole and popped a tree in. We only had enough gravel to do half the support, so we called that project and went to investigate some aggressive dog barking a few hundred yards away. Nothing was up, so we burned the rocket stove for a bit, and called it a day.

 Ashmonster inspects while I take random photos

 Four holes, four trees, slowly but surely

The small creek down the hill, wonder if that'll be important

Yours,

Youssef