Run, Ride and Visit

What was predicted to be another 90 degree day started with a ka-boom - and black sky - and wind - and cold. Cold enough to run the dogs.  Dave has not been to the back of the property for months and had not seen any of the logging. Trusting the lightening was far enough away, we filled his scarcely used quad with gas; dressed the dogs; and were off.

 Koyuk

 Cedar

 Trask

To restore an oak savannah, all of the pine and fir must be removed from the area.

After checking out the logging and a quick dip we were off sort of...

Anyone that knows me, knows I always have a piece of rope near by. Dave's quad gave him fits on the way over the ridge and completely died near the pond. To get back home I steered his quad while he pulled with mine. The dogs showed the way.

After our wayward adventure, we took Trask to Tule's house for a playdate and Sarah to make us a book shelf. My original plan had been: buy the boards; have the hardware store cut them to length; screw shelves on with L brackets; screw to the wall. Sarah is a woodworker extraordinaire. I now have dadoed shelves with edged and trimmed boards built to correctly fit the space. And Trask had a blast while Sarah measured; cut; sanded; glued and nailed away.
The day warmed considerably during the playdate. After about 45 minutes of chasing around I finally got them to sit still for a quick picture.

 Tule Loowit.

 Tule has a trampoline. It took quite a bit of coaxing to get Trask to join her on on moving surface.

It was way too hot to paint the bookcase when we got home.  So using that as an excuse, I joined exhausted Trask for a sound nap.