The Puchacz resisted rigging for a while, but finally yielded to the menaces of the half a dozen people fighting with it. Rodney waited patiently for the call, but determination finally triumphed over expertise so he went off to set up the winch. Early clag and the threat of showers it seems diminished attendance, so the Puch was washed and the toys put away.
The hayfield having been cleared, the mower was deployed to tidy up the odd corners. Meanwhile attempts to free up the cam clamps on the containers had developed into a construction project.
There was no end to their resourcefulness. There was even time to make Andy a new
bike rack.
Such a shame to close the gates on a sky like that.
Thanks all those who toiled and sweated.
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