Well (no pun intended again
) I got up first thing this morning and started calling all of the well drillers that service this area.. One is coming at 5 today and another is coming at 9 tomorrow morning.. Another quoted me prices per foot and per casing - and the estimated depth that they would have to go in this particular area to hit that wonderful SULFUR water - and after I picked myself up off of the floor, I came out in the kitchen and had my breakfast - coffee and a Valium on the side...
The longer I sat here, the more aggravated I got thinking that I could end up in the $10,000+ range for the drilling, pump, filtering system, etc., and if I'm lucky, I'll live long enough to use that stinky water for 20 years or so - providing I don't get attacked by a bear; fall over the side of my son-in-law's boat; fall off the step ladder when I start painting here this year and break my neck; get bit by a deer tick and die from Lyme Disease; have one of these huge trees in my yard fall on the place while I'm sleeping and crush me to death - and - well (there's that word again
) I'm just not so sure I want to do that..
So then I started to revert to my "Little House On The Prairie" days - couldn't keep that Ma Ingalls down.. No matter what, Caroline and Charles always "found a way".. Granted, I don't have a "Charles", but do any of you remember the episode where Charles was away and Caroline got a severe injury to her leg and was sitting in front of the fire, sterilizing that big old knife and was about to cut her own leg off? Well , not that I need to be cutting my leg off or anything - BUT - just like Caroline, a "quitter" I'm not! So - I bundled up warm (pretty nippy up here this morning) - grabbed some tools - and wandered across the street to the junction box.. I undid the connection again (thought I was going to dislocate my shoulder doing it); pulled the piping away from each other (a smaller one goes inside a bigger one and then is tightly clamped together) and great gobs of goose grease, I had me a water fountain shootin' 5 feet in the air!!! Yeee ha!!! 'Course the next problem was getting the two pipes back together (while in the process of being drowned) and then tighting that clamp with both hands (which came darn close to breaking both of my wrists), but the moral of the story is...
I have water!!! And PLENTY of it!!!!!!!
So - I'll still meet with the drillers - and listen to what they have to say - but I'm thinking I could
buy an awful lot of drinking water (if need be) for $10,000+ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Life ain't always beautiful...but it's a beautiful ride...."
Hmmmm...now back to planning that trip....................