Last Tuesday (I think it was . . . that was so long ago), we had the day of terrific winds when everything that wasn't battened down ended up somewhere in Canada.
We always worry about our solar panels on top of the tracker pole out in the field when high winds are howling. We've been having some trouble with the connections out there and have been waiting for our solar energy guru guy to stop by and check out the situation the next time he's working in our area.
Looking out at the panels during the windstorm, we saw some temporary repairs Papa Pea had made weren't holding and the whole grid on which the panels are mounted was wobbling. Wobbling was not a good thing.
So my intrepid homesteader husband suited up and bravely went out in the 56 mph gusting winds with a wind chill factor of 20 below zero to make sure we didn't lose the whole kit 'n caboodle.
Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go.
Ladder's too short?
Good thing he brought the big extension ladder.
Hope he also brought the right tools.
Whoa, that was a big gust of wind!
He did all he could do.
Having experienced all the fresh air he wanted, he returned to the warmth and safety of the house. As fast as he could. Whew!
the quotidian (10.23.17)
12 hours ago