After the miss-start with the tractor with the backhoe, it's nice after a few days delay, to see the Bobcat coming through the gate. They sure do look like fun to play with.
|Bobcat Coming In|
They seem to be really tiny and cute. But as you'll see, they are real powerhouses and timesavers.
I think we were lucky to get this one right before the Easter holidays.
|Making Initial Cut|
|Heading to Dump His Bucket|
They told me there would be a large amount of dirt. I was ready, but it was still a bit of a surprise just how much dirt was removed.
|Almost Done With That Section|
|Removing Some of the Gravel|
|Digging the Sod|
|Beginning the Wide Part|
|Looking Like a Parking Area|
|Dusty Work Moving Rocks|
|Finishing Up the Parking Area|
|Smoothing the Parking Palapa|
|Digging the Bypass|
We decided to create a bypass right beside the palapa. This meant we had to move/do away with a couple of plants and dig up more curbing.
|Smoothing the Bypass|
|Busting Up the Concrete|
|Actually breaking It Up|
|A Huge Pile of Spoils|
|Towing its Own Trailer|
Here, he's bringing the trailer for the Bobcat inside the fence. The plan is to leave it and the Bobcat here overnight.
|Fixing A Flat|
That was Wednesday. This is Thursday. Easter weekend is staring us in the face. The operator and his supervisor told me they would be back at 8:00 AM today, to finish the project.
8:00 AM came and went. I waited till 9:30 AM and texted Mario to see if he could tell me anything. After a while, Mario texted me that they would be there around 10:30 AM. Then about 10 to 15 minutes later he texted me that the operator's baby had gotten sick and he had gone to the hospital and would most likely be here after lunch, which I assume is probably 1:00 to 1:30 PM.
Good thing I texted Mario. Most businesses are closing around noonish today. I still had a few things to get us through the long weekend that I needed to shop for in town. That is one pet peeve of mine. Disrespecting the customer by not bothering to call or text to keep them informed.
So, it's now 1:00 PM. No operator. Hmmm. Why am I not surprised? The operator's baby must really be sick. If that's the case, that's fine. I'm just PO'd that no one is bothering to keep me, the customer, informed.
At 2:00 PM, you can guess what I said as I opened a beer and got in the pool. Well, there's always tomorrow... More likely, Tuesday. I wonder what I can sell a Bobcat and trailer for?