Spending a lot of time commuting to the boonies today…

Glad I got the Jeep’s suspension issues sorted out last year, because…

First, load up the Jeep trailer. It’s jobs like this that remind me just how small that trailer is, necessitating a lot of trips.

On the other hand I couldn’t get a big flatbed into the places I like to hide the piles.

Nice little bonus in that whoever cut up these junipers took the time to cut the bigger chunks, the only useable burning wood, into mostly stove-size chunks. So they don’t get dumped in the boonies…

…even though it’ll be 2-3 years before it’s useful, because green wood isn’t.

Here’s that wind generator I mentioned the other day. Meant to take a picture of it before but didn’t have the camera…

Now to grab a quick lunch and get back to work. I’ve got maybe another hour’s labor before I can call it a day.

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4 Responses to Spending a lot of time commuting to the boonies today…

  1. Paul B says:

    Looks a little thin for a wind generator. Still, might help some.

  2. Malatrope says:

    That’s an AIR windmill. Nice and reliable, but not a lot of power output (theoretically 400W, but I’ve never seen over 200W with mine, but it has put out electrons for over 12 years with zero maintenance). They sold about 80,000 of those before selling out to another company that let it die on the vine. They are all over the Arctic northcountry because they are bulletproof.

    I think those are replacement blades because the originals are black composite. Or it may be the lighting and your camera that makes them look bright blue.

  3. Joel says:

    They’re bright blue in person as well, so probably replacements. I have no idea if this one still works, only that the owner didn’t want it set up where it was. Can’t blame him; wind generators make too much noise to mount in a space that’s supposed to be for relaxation.

  4. Malatrope says:

    I actually got used to the howling mine does. It’s comforting, like high wind whistling through a cave. You can tell in the middle of the night whether you have to worry about losing the tin on your roof to a freak storm.

To the stake with the heretic!