Last Light

Daylight Saving Time ends today, and we are seriously chasing light. We installed the final flood light for field #3.

After searching the world over and never finding that elusive telephone pole, we got a 6x6 inch x 16 foot pressure-treated pole.

He installed the light, capped the end and ran the electrical conduit down the front into an 'L' to make the turn below ground level into the run-in shed.

Getting the light and pole assembly into the hole was difficult. I believe I aged a couple years after this stunt. I laid in the grass, with my feet elevated, and surely will have bruises on my shoulder, arms and leg.

Because the ground is not level we had to rethink our strategy. The pole was not long enough to lash to the tractor's roll-bar and back up into the hole, like we did with the real telephone pole in West Virginia over 20 years ago. Those were the days!

Everything seemed to go in slow motion, I was concerned about getting my hair caught up between my jacket and the pole and getting yanked out. We walked the pole into the hole, walking under it, with our arms straight up, bracing against the pole.

The pole finally plopped in, with the "L" in the ready-made trench, and we worked the wires into the conduit, gluing each section after the other. I know we were doing this backwards, but the lamp is so heavy, it would have been impossible to place it on top of the pole if the pole was in place to begin with.

He ran the conduit through the run-in shed and also installed coaxial wire for the two carriage lamps that have not yet arrived. There is now an outlet for a fan and whatever else we need to plug in, breaker panel in the barn has been upgraded.

After it got dark, we adjusted the lamp to focus on field #3.