Forty-three acres north of the DNR boat landing road sold last year to a couple from Lubbock, TX. They spent big bucks building a long winding drive into the place and parked an old travel trailer on the property.
Yesterday I saw three pickups parked there and men building a gate. When I got home I told Sweetie, "Let's take a ride and introduce ourselves."
NICE neighbors. Nice, nice neighbors!!!! Couple in their mid 50's who will retire in two years and build a Golden Eagle log home. Sweetie asked about their gate and the man said, "Seems everyone thinks they can run all over here with their four wheelers and wreck things."
Told him, "You ain't seen nothing yet. Wait until , hunting season, blueberry season and camping season." The company he bought from had forewarned him so, like us, he plans to post his land. The low life here will be real happy about another "city slicker" keeping them off land they've always abused.
Brings a smile to my face.
Until he retires, they spend their vacation and sick time here. On this trip they discovered that the nursery stock 6' pines and maples they planted last year, had been pushed/pulled down. Rope and bungie cords were left behind, along with beer cans, of course.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
The previous night, I had tied orange flagging tape around 4' stakes and walked to the area where Harley Man's junk WAS stored on our land. You may recall our lot line runs through the 34' side of his outbuilding. Same idiot who hung Harley and Budweiser banners on the fence. Anyway, I'm out there hammering stakes in the ground to mark where I'll plant more trees. He's inside, with the windows open, cussing a blue streak about me "blocking" his view and still complaining that we installed pig fence.
I went home and told Sweetie, "I think we'll need to plant more trees back there."