Thursday, October 7, 2010
Who ya gonna call? MOLEBUSTERS
All summer we've been chasing moles around our lawn. This has been their best year--our worst. Up until yesterday, we were sticking a stick of "Giant Destroyer" down the hole one day, and finding another pile of dirt 2 feet away the next.
We recently got a tip from an exterminator, telling us to use a bucket and our leaf blower to really push the gases into the entire tunnel system. By cutting a hole in the bucket, fitting the tube of the blower into that, we are able to do some real damage.
My job is to dig into the dirt pile, find the entrance into the tunnel, light the bomb, and step back. (All done in my pj's.)
Then Mike steps in with the MACHINE.
This is the entertaining part, we watch as the sulphuric gas begins to rise through the grass, traveling deep into the tunnels. Yes, maybe I should feel a little bit bad for the mole, but they are the trespassers here. They can dig up all the 3 acres of pasture they want, but I want a green lawn without mounds of dirt!
So what do you do to top the morning's mole hunt? Yesterday we spent the afternoon floating the McKenzie. Let me take you along with a few photos highlighting this beautiful river on a fall afternoon.
Ready to launch
Mike at the oars
A lunch of Greek salad, bread and beer
An osprey nest on the far left
Looking back after passing under one of the bridges along this stretch of river
The fall light makes it hard to see these rocks until you are past them, looking back
The low light makes these deciduous glow when backlit