Wyoming. . .

The Bunk House

I left Monday night for Wyoming along with Kyle Hansen, Brother Bott, and three of his grandkids.  We slept in the bunk house which is a medium sized one roomed cabin with 5 bunk beds . . . therefore accommodating 10, we only had six.  We started the work early Tuesday morning.  Kyle and I staining fence, and the kids working with Brother Bott.  We spent two full days staining and talking about pretty much everything!  

Chillin

That's the staining gun that we used . .  we switched off.  We are at the top of the hill, this is still the first day.  You can see the fence line we did, all the way through those bushes, across the creek, and to where the light green starts.  The fence that continues up the light green is the fence we built at the beginning of the summer.

The fence was between Brother Bott's property and a guy named James who we working with mostly.  He has about 400 acres of land along with a massive home and a huge barn.  He owns a portion of Arctic Cat, and used to be a petroleum engineer.  When we went in to his garage he had a BMW, a corvette, a Bara Cuda (A classic muscle worth probably 200, 000 ((just a guess)) which he bought from a museum), a bullet bike, a jeep, two Harleys, and his wife drives a brand new suburban.  All of that, along with his fourwheeler and his sons, were in his garage.  He had any tool you can imagine down at his shop, but we never got to see his shop, he just told us about it.  He is probably about 45 and retired.  Everything he owns was purchased with cash.  (All above information was acquired through careful conversation and strategic questioning) :D

PEACE

That's a picture from close to the end of our staining on the second day . . . We stained that fence all the way up that hill and across it to the right also.

There was a tiny little fire early the first morning that we barely noticed, and an hour later it looked like this.  James said they'll probably just contain it and let it burn until winter because it really can't be stopped.  Wow.

That's how filthy I was..

This is when I FINALLY got home on Wednesday night. . . at 2:30am . . and I still had to get in the shower cause I couldn't get in my bed with stain all over me. 

I still haven't gotten all of the stain off of me.