Boxing Day, and more snow

Another snowy day! Rick came by this morning on his 4 wheeler and ploughed out the upper driveway. It was so thoughtful of him, but he hit our log 9 a huge cedar log that is placed to stop anyone from going over the bank and dropping about 17 feet into our 4 vehicle Car Port ( this was built by the previous owners to house their motor home, and logging truck and various other equipment. ). So tomorrow will be Ken ( Dear Heart) and Rick busy fixing the damage Rick did to his Blade on the 4 wheeler. Ken has a lincon welder that we got for a song, it is mounted on a trailer with a wooden bed and everyone said we bought the trailer and they threw in the welder. That may well be, but many friends have benifited from the welder being here, and in good weather there is someone down with Ken in the Car Ports, fixing something, Cars, Trucks, trailers, oh, it's always something. Dh, has many health issues, but can fix so many things.
I guess here I should mention a little about Ken. He grew up on a trap line in the Yukon, and lived in Dawson City, before the Alaska Highway was built. He tells me about the times he came down the Alaska Highway, when they had to be self sufficient even to their fuel, and camped where the found good camping spots beside the highway.
He was the eldest of 4 boys, and it was his job to help his father manufacture what ever they needed to fix their car and equipment. You couldn't just get new things, and even if they could have gotten them they couldn't have afforded to do that.
It is an education that serves us well now we have retired. He was used to getting his own wood, and using wood heating. Hunting was a necessity, not a sport as it is today. Fixing things was a way of life, and figuring out how things worked so you could fix them was just part of living.