Holy Dinah! I was watching in the News, all that snow, how crazy is that?! Of course it would be the day you wanted to do these things.Well, the chickens and ducks have all been on lockdown since Tuesday bedtime. The goats have had minimal maintenance as well. We have got about a foot of snow here, but at least it has been warmer. I’m praying for rain overnight to melt it all as we made the harrowing trip from our little Island into Vancouver to rent a 20’ Uhaul box van and clean out our storage locker to finalize our move. It barely fit in… I had to disassemble some things, but we are safe home now. In my defense the snow was supposed to stop at 6am… at 4am we only had three inches. Don’t tempt fate… don’t say things like “see they totally exaggerated the storm on the news” it was apparently just running a little behind schedule. By the time the ferry docked at 9:45am there was 8-10” when we picked up the truck at 11 it was near a foot. The storage place didn’t get their lot plowed out until almost 3pm. By then we had already given up and headed to my dads for the night. I lost a full day loading, and we had a slight fender bender when the truck slid sideways and backwards into his neighbors car (thankfully a near “beater”, Early 2000’s cutlass Ciara).
5.5 hours of loading, an uneventful drive through Vancouver to the terminal and we missed the 3pm ferry by the minutes it took to etransfer the “it’s HOW much?!?” Between three different accounts to pay the commercial truck, overlength, weight rating fare. We had coffee and were on the 5pm which left 15 minutes late. I didn’t think we would even make the highway turnaround on Vancouver island for our connection, but we somehow managed it, even though the road was poorly plowed. We literally rolled into the lineup and onto the ferry without stopping. It took us well over an hour to make the usually 30 minute drive to our new home. One of our neighbors plowed most of our road with his truck… he has an excavation company and lots of big toys and “project” vehicles. We got all the way to the property edge and stopped. Will assess the driveway, shovel and unload the truck tomorrow after work at the abattoir.
Taxes are hard to provide, so these are from the farm and our previous goat pen. My “helpers”View attachment 3728936View attachment 3728938View attachment 3728937
Well you done now, your safe. No more crazy rifle bearing hunters beating down your door threatening you, no more crazy ‘you know who’s’, no more goats falling out of the sky! (That is still wild!), of course I will miss and I sure you will also, your gorgeous walkies with the goats - but I am anxiously awaiting for new videos of walkies with your goats on this lovely property you’re now on.
I am thoroughly eggcited for this new chapter - and I can’t wait to see those blueberry bushes in fruit!
