And I'm so exhausted from setting up the pump and all the paraphernalia it takes, moving the hose from tree to tree, patching bad places in the tank, removing the pump and all the paraphernalia it takes to pump (hose, elect cord, boots, planks, basin to keep the pump out of mud, all my patching stuff, including a ladder), in and out of the tank endlessly. Then gathering all the paraphernalia up again and starting all over again.
Here's a photo of the guy I hired to help clean the tank. He's a great worker, but the task is overwhelming. The chances of getting the tank cleaned out this year are slim. I can't start emptying it until I get a good rain so I have plenty of water in the stucco tank. That usually means rainy season is starting and it takes weeks for the tank to dry out. So it's probably an exercise in futility but I have to try.
During today's pumping. |
The mud averages 4 to 6 inches deep, and none of it dry. That means it's heavy. To make matters worse, it's all a tangle of pondweed roots and stems. Terrible. Gonna have to get Hugh down here with his loader if it ever dries out enough.
After the first pumping, and after the rain when I started second pumping.
Do you ever think you must be crazy? I ask that affectionately. I think you might be to have achieved this much on your own in even starting the oasis and being able to contine it........constant work. But it has had rewards. For many people. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks. It's strange how life evolves. I've definitely become obsessed with the oasis. I think it's healthy to be passionate about something in life, if that something is good for the environment and brings people joy.
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