Sore and Blistered....

As the construction progresses like a glacier, I have taken to the tools to try and speed things up a bit. It rains in the high country of sun as I sledge my way through a concrete pad. I was hoping that with my gigantic muscles and perfect form that the slab would melt before my presence. Not the case. Every inch of it needs to pounded at least 5 times to show abuse and then you gotta aproach from the other side heaving it out with a shovel. New garden here we come.
On the other side of the garage, we were have major runoff flooding. This was the perfect chance for me to revert to my adolescent canal engineering. Little did I know that with the help of a huge system of minibear tunnels the water would simply go away. If they drown I wont have any pellet gun targets = sad.

Most of you know that I can get on a complete tangent in a conversation....or life. Recently my obsession has been with building a new bike. I poke around for hours looking at deals and used gear to fill this void that doesnt exist in the garage.

$225 with carbon stays!

$99 Mavic XTs!

As well, Im on a mandatory mission to remove the beaver form its slumber in the ARA lot and bring her down south. The only problem is getting there with 2 kayaks and gear sans vehicle. I thought about the train but the route is heinous. If anyone is interested in a little big road trip in late april early may to kayak and whatever else....let me know. I have a bed that rolls with a 444.