March 2010
So It Begins!
We didn't move out of the city just for the excitement of that first egg and being able to snowshoe in your pjs. The masterplan of moving to the country was to have a 'farm based' business, a 'cabin industry' so to speak. We are creating a little slice of Kootenay life out on the back 40. A Bed 'N' Breakfast in a Pamper Camping Canadiana kinda way. March's weather, being incredibly Spring like, allowed us to get an early start on building the guest wash house.
The Wash House.
We choose the perfect spot for the wash house a 10' x 8' building that will house a hot shower, sink and composting toilet. Our friend and neighbour Luc(and his family) moved just down the road from us from Belgium last year and just so happens Luc is a very talented chainsaw carver and tree surgeon and has a rather large collection of chainsaws. To ensure that the wash house and it's users are safe from falling trees etc. a certin amount of clearing had to be done before work could start on the foundation.
Luc gives Dino some pointers
Bears may make potty in the woods, but I am not a bear. If one wants a civilized place to do one's ablutions one needs a wash house with power and water. One of our other backroad cohorts, Bill, has a landscaping and irrigation business so helped with the running of power and a water line from the house to the site. We also installed a grey water drainage system to manage the shower and sink water properly.
Bill cutting in the water and power line
Kids + Bad Hair Cuts
There are no free rides here at The Red Snowshoe. If you are a cashmere goat, it is your job to grow hair. To say the least it has been busy since our big move so the fact that we didn't get around to building a stanchion to hold the goats for combing didn't stand in my way. Armed with my goat safety goggles, leash and comb I got to work...
Good Old Boy
Strut turned 26 this month! Although he is retired I thought I'd see how sound he was looking after spending a few months slipping around on the ice. I laughed when I saw this picture with carrots aka 'bribery sticks' sticking out of my back pockets. It is not uncommon to get undressed at the end of the day and discover there is still a carrot in your pocket.
0 Response to " "
Post a Comment