Yesterday was yet another day of work in the yard in Aguanga. The effort to maintain 2.5 acres is beginning to sink in. The house in LA is virtually maintenance-free since it has all been recently landscaped and we can have a bi-weekly service come by for a very reasonable costs. Not so in Aguanga.

It started with the plumber’s arrival around 10am. When the LP gas company came by to set up our account, they found that the piping system would not hold pressure, so we were cut off. We have hired a plumber (covered by the home warranty we hope) to fix all the leaks. There are many leaks. The plumber estimates that at least half of the former owner’s gas bill was just leakage! Most of the leaks are new installations (since the last owners purchased) and show the signs of being done by amateur plumbers. There are zig-zagging short sections of pipe with many connections (75% of which leak). Our theory is that the installation was do-it-yourself as all the pipe lengths are off-the-shelf. A plumber would cut pipes to length and thread them. Not so the amateur.

After the plumber left, it was on to mowing the lawn. Last weekend we replaced the blade drive belt. The one the prior owner had on it (we bought the tractor-mower from him) was too short. Installed, it ran two of the three blades backwards. So, with it fixed, I was able to mow the lawn area. No problems here. It had been a couple of weeks, so it took two passes to get it done without bogging down the mower. Bagged the grass and I was done.

Next project: The jungle. On the hill in front of the house, an area of popple (or cottonwood) had been growing up like crazy and had become a jungle. Last weekend we fixed leaks in six of nine irrigation lines in the front. One was a broken pipe in the jungle. I bought a machete on Friday and attacked the jungle. An hour or so later, I had cleared a good portion of the jungle. I found another broken irrigation pipe. All that water was letting the plants grow out of control. There is still more clearing to do. If only I had the right motorized tool — a chainsaw perhaps?

I put a fresh tank of gas into the tractor mower, and thought I would clear some of the weeds out in the larger property. No problem until a wad of wire (that came from ?) went under the blades and wrapped around before I could shut them down. OK, run the tractor up on some boards, lie on the ground and slowly cut the wire away. 45 minutes later it was freed. A quick test run showed that it still cut on all three blades. I did have a scare when I heard a clattering noise. Fearing another wire tangle I looked back and saw a piece of re-bar sticking up out of the group. It is in a large piece of concrete near the gate. What other suprises are out there?

Finally, time for a shower and then off to Mass at Sacred Heart church in Anza. Oh, I forgot to mention checking the spa.

Whew. I was looking for a relaxing second home for observing. I’ll never get the observatory built until this backlog of maintenance gets knocked down. But I did get to observe. More on that in another post.