This evening, I just had to go out and see how things were in the old gravel pit. It looks like the dugout is done!
The first thing I saw, coming through the trees, was our new mountain.
I’m guessing, at its peak, it’s getting close to 20 feet high.
Check out those rocks!!
And there it is. The deepened dugout.
The guy said he’d seen a bit of moisture as he was moving the gravel, but if there was any, it’s completely dried up, now.
My hopes that water may seep in have gotten lower.
There were quite a few large rocks, loosened, scraped or, like this one, shattered.
Once there is water in here, the cows and any wildlife in the area will have an easy time getting to it.
What amazed me is that, for all that this was a marshy area and sediment had collected, making the original dugout shallower, the top soil is still amazingly thin. Barely six inches, from what I could see.
Of course, I had to check out the patch of fine sand that was uncovered. Just look at that! So soft!
Just a couple of feet away, the sand was much coarser, but still most definitely sand, not gravel.
Here’s the view from the top of the new hill.
Do you see those divots in the gravel, between the tread marks?
Yup. The cows have already been up here! Silly things!
The treads left behind some compacted clumps, and when I first saw this, it made me think of petrified wood.
It’s just clay and sand and a bit of soil. I think how the outside was compacted to such a smooth surface is really neat.
So here we now have access to such beautiful sand and gravel, and I’m at a loss of how to get it. Even if we were able to get a floor on the trailer frame and hook it up to the riding mower, which does have a tow hitch, we could never get it into the pit to where the fine and coarse sand is. The riding mower just couldn’t handle it. The trailer would be too big to maneuver in there, anyhow, but even if we had a small trailer, it would be too much for the riding mower to handle in there.
The only thing I can think of, based on what we actually have, is to bring our folding wagon (lined with plastic) over.
Man, wouldn’t it be nice if we had access to something like a Bobcat, with a front end loader?
Must. Not. Be. Bitter!
Now, we just need this pit to fill with water. Even just a little! For the cows and all the other critters around.