The Real Farm. 4 Daughters farm.
We got up there Friday at about 6 pm. Plan was to get the 7 acre southwestern field frost seeded in dwarf clover before nightfall. Seeder only planted about 5′ to each side, and the field is a bit more than an 8th of a mile north-south. We finished as it was growing dark. We could hear howling wolves which was pretty cool. When we had first pulled into the property there had been 3 large bucks standing right in the middle near the old homestead. Honestly, I do not need the deer there right now.
Forecast was that Saturday morning was going to be spitting some snow, but above freezing. We thought we would let the kids hang around the hotel with friends at the waterpark, and be back working on the farm on Sunday. The forecast for Sunday was partly cloudy and 40 degrees.
Did not work out that way. Saturday ended up being 2″ of snow, and Sunday was another 6″ of snow. More time at the waterpark.
High winds and temperatures staying above freezing meant the snow was going, and we had used a trailer to haul things up there, so we had to go out to the property on Monday even though we could not run the seeder. On the way in we stopped to talk to Larry (had never met him before, introduced ourselves) and while talking to him, a person who he told us was the farmer who had previously hayed the property drove up. We stopped him as well, talked to him for a bit, but he had to run because he was meeting someone to sell them a truck, but would stop back out at the property around 4 pm. Wanted to talk to us about it.
So we just had a day of playing around.
Other than nights sleeping in the Expedition, Pike had a good time.
I cut up an innocent tree.
Hiked around the perimeter of the property. On the western edge the DNR has cut a road into forested areas of county land which have been logged here and there. Our side is all mature timber. Curiously, you have to cross either our land or the neighbor’s to get to the road they made. There is no street access to it.
That is the gorge down to the sand river, about a quarter of a mile off of the west side of our property.
By 4 pm the snow was gone except for in the woods, and we were done talking to the farmer and on our way home by 6. With stops along the way we got home close to midnight, and thankfully the kids are off this week for spring break, so the only person who had to haul their sorry ass out of bed early on Tuesday was me. My body held up ok. Legs are sore, but no injury for me or anyone else. I will be back up in 2 weeks with Nell and a chainsaw to work on a campsite, and maybe set up the high fence for the area we will drop in the rootstock to see if the grafts took. Onward and upward.
