We'd figured getting pigs was dependent on finding a pickup truck to haul the stock panels
home. But after we considered the sixteen-foot length of the
panels, we ended up calling up the feed store and asking if they
deliver. It turns out they were willing to bring panels, posts,
and the rest of our gypsum and lime to our parking area for $40, which
seemed like a good deal. I figure it would cost about that much
in gas to make the many trips required to ferry all those supplies in a
smaller vehicle.
All of B.J.'s hard work adding
gravel to the parking area really paid off when the
huge truck showed up and barely spun at all maneuvering through our
small space. We did hit a snag, though --- it turns out that most
farmers have front loaders even in our backwoods location, so the
delivery guy thought I was a bit nuts when I said we were going to
unload the panels by hand. It wasn't really that tough with me,
Mark, and him all working together, though.
The next big deal is
getting those stock panels back to our core homestead, after which it
becomes time to clear some small trees, and make the fences. I've
promised Mark a fence post driver at long last in hopes that a new tool
will make this daunting project more palatable, but I'm not sure the
bribe is big enough for the amount of work involved.