Arrg. Too late for the water.

After we fixed the water pipes, the water never flowed right. The water was just a trickle, and by the next day, there was no water flow at all. The water was flowing through the box okay, but there must be a ice plug somewhere in the pipe going to the house.

Where would it be? Bets are at the start of the pipe, at the box. But, it could be anywhere, and any length. The entire pipe is covered in about 4 feet of dirt, not even enougth for protection from the frost line (Dad says the best depth for water pipe is as deep as you can go). We were told the old farmer had a group of idle gas-line excavators dig the trench, so why didn't he have them go all the way with the pipes?

This water system is really mickey mouse. I would think a farm that was in a family for close to 100 years would have a decent water system...

Oh well. Onto plan B: Call the well drillers

The well drillers know the place (They did our nieghbor a couple of years ago, and know all about our problem... Oooookay.) But cannot get to our place till the first of January.

So, looks like Plan C: Hauling water.

No problem. We just borrowed a fire water tank from the mill (Nice when dad has a job there), so we can suck water out of the creek and pump it into our house.

What a lovely job. We have to take the tank in a middle of a chinook, when everything is covered in ice. Heh, you gotta do what you gotta do. I'm starting to smell. :-)