Happy Fourth of July to all from Kat and Layne! We know our U.S.
of A. expat friends in Costa Rica are gathering for a traditional Independence
Day picnic of hot dogs, games and entertainment including a special Flag
Ceremony with members of the U.S. Marine Corps, all put on by the American Colony Committee of Costa
Rica. The Democrats
Abroad Costa Rica group will be present with a booth set up for voter
registration and voter information for the fall elections. Although we'd love
to be there, we will enjoy some barbeque and fireworks with our friend Ruth at
the Auburn Fairgrounds later today.
Meanwhile, we continue on with our endless projects around
here, both planned ones and some unexpected challenges. A few days ago Layne
noticed water gushing out from the ground along the driveway near our well.
Uh-oh. This did not look good. Naturally, it was the weekend so reaching our
well pump guys was not happening. Off went the electricity to the well pump and
off went the faucet at the well that feeds water into our 2500-gallon water
storage tank. We filled up a large kettle from the hose to have a small supply
at the house and settled down to wait for Nate, the repair guy, to return our
call.
When Monday came and we spoke with Nate, it turned out his
crews were all extremely busy with water problems all over the area, some even
far up into the mountains out of cell phone range. The upshot was that he didn't
really know when they could get out here, perhaps not for several days. We
continued that day without water, our newly planted flowers and tomatoes
beginning to wilt. Well, the tomatoes were already a disaster as during the
night a deer had managed to jump the back gate and nibble the tomato plants
down to a nub. By yesterday, Layne decided we had best take matters into our
own hands and see if we could determine where the water was coming from.
Now mind you, Layne and I are "Abbott and
Costello" when it comes to handyman chores. As I often say, if there's a
wrong way to do something, that's probably the way we'll try first. We just are
not very knowledgeable when it comes to repairing things around a house. But we
are bold so with shovels in hand, we headed to the well and started digging, carefully,
to see if we could find the leak. The softened ground clearly indicated water
had been seeping from somewhere. Indeed, it appeared that our previous tenant
had even laid thick rubber stall mats around the base of the blue holding tank
perhaps to stabilize the ground, which suggested the problem had been going on
for some time.
After turning the power back on and opening the water valve,
it didn't take long before I saw the source of the problem: water was simply
gushing out from what appeared to be a shut-off valve that had failed. What had
probably been a slow leak initially, over time had given way and water was
pouring out onto the base of the holding tank, softening the soil until the
tank itself was beginning to cant over and threaten further breakage of pipes
and other parts of the well assembly. It was either find a way to stop the flow
or continue to do without water.
We tried to find a pipe plug of some kind that would screw
into the opening but nothing fit. As I squatted down by the pipe, fighting off
the army of ants that we had disturbed, I finally determined that by pushing in
hard on the broken valve, the water would stop flowing from the open pipe. So
now what could we use to keep pressure on that valve? In a moment of inspiration,
we decided that we might be able to use some of the many large rocks on our
land to apply the necessary pressure and halt the flow. It took not one, not
two, but finally with three large rocks, we solved our problem - at least for
the moment. We continue to check periodically to be sure our jerry-rigged
solution is still in place.
With that problem solved, we were feeling pretty smug. That
is, until we ran the dishwasher and discovered that the garbage disposal was
blocked by something, which was causing the water exiting the dishwasher to
fill up one side of the sink! Undaunted, Layne grabbed a plunger and with
admirable determination, managed to open the disposal pipe. Good grief. What
next?
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So with no immediate homeowner crises to handle today, we
managed to get out for a walk this morning, strolling along shady San Pedro
Hill Road nearby. As we often are when exploring our Sierra Foothills
neighborhood, we were struck by the reminders of the Gold Rush of 1849
when tens of thousands of hopeful miners swarmed into this area in search of
the precious metal. The old 49er's trail, known now as Highway 49 in their
honor, appears here and there in short, rough stretches as it meets up with
today's more modern asphalt thoroughfare. Gullies carved decades ago by placer
miners diverting streams in the dream of riches tumbling down from the quartz
mountains above still remain. Today's view was of vines known hereabouts as
"Miner's Grapes," which continue to yield delicious fruits. The
grapevines along our walk today were enormous, covering long sections of the
side of the road and seeming to blanket the steep hillsides below.
Like many North Americans, Layne and I are indeed blessed
and very lucky to have been born in this wonderful, though imperfect,
"land of the free and home of the brave." We wish you all a
celebratory and safe Fourth of July!
Republicans Abroad also was part of the American Colongy 4th celebration.
ReplyDeleteThanks for that info re Republicans Abroad. Glad to hear you were there as well. When I wrote an article on expat voting, etc. for TheCostaRicaNews.com awhile back, I had a hard time getting in touch with anyone from the Republicans Abroad so wasn't sure if you had an active chapter in CR.
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