Y'all may have correctly surmised from my absence at these pages that we were up north for a while. It really wasn't that long--2 travel days with 4 nights and 3 days at camp--but we needed to get everything prepped for winter as we won't get back there again before everything freezes up. The weather was nice, if cool, and we busied ourselves getting the equipment squared away.
The tow-behind field mower got pulled out, gas drained, carb sprayed through, battery removed, then tarped and pushed back under the cabin. The Ranger shed off the side of the house needed new posts and knee braces with water repellant applied. The Ranger got draped with it's new cover under its roof with its battery removed to come back with us along with the mower's.
Our new-to-us log splitter spent the summer tarped and chained next to the house and needed better cover for the winter. We stocked the big wood box in the house high and re-arranged the woodshed enough to put a couple skids in there, ramp and roll the splitter in, and now it's tarped , locked-and-chained up, and under cover like our other gear. Our logging arch lives in our neighbor's equipment shed on the side of one of his barns on his farm out back through out woods and his sugarbush.
We got all the liquids out of the house save for a few gallon water bottles in the kitchen sink with the drains closed and anti-freezed. The fridge is empty, off, with the doors wedged ajar, all the food came home, and we're in good shape whether we get back up before it's snowed in up there or not.
We got a lot done and were pretty gassed, but found a little time toward the end of day three to take the Ranger to our upper acreage to see the progress we made last time on our road up and hilltop meadow and to check out the view. As drove further north on our trip from the Cape, the foliage and autumn color got further past peak and the maples were more and more leafless with mostly just the birches and beeches hanging in. There was also a big difference between the lower elevations when we turned west from the Connecticut River to our camp 1100 feet higher and the top of our upper property another 400 feet up. Not much color left there.
I've not been taking many knives up with me lately--maybe a half-dozen or so to fool with. I carried my Pyramid Scout on the trip up, my PJ SHF as we packed and on the way back, and carried my bright orange Hat for the three days' work while we were there. I only got one knife pic snapped in the midst of all that work and, yes, I batoned the Hati when cleaning up the saw-cut shoulders of the new shed posts, though gently with a short piece of spruce 2x4.
BTW, I've been back for a few days without posting as I returned to crunch time getting my basketball club ready for next week's tryouts. I've also been sick as a dog as my wife took her nasty cold up north with us and I brought it with me back home. I have taken a few days knife pics since and hopefully will get back to regular posting again.