In August and September, 2012, the first priority was building a storage shed, and cleaning up the campsite area on top of the hill. The tennants of the mobile home had been given notice, but with them still occupying, there was nothing that could be done on the front of the property until they were gone. The old picnic shelter was sturdy and the roof, though rusty, didn't leak. It became the storage shed. We spent a three day weekend in August camping in a tent by night and cleaning and building by day. The hardwood planks from the shelter and the fence around the campsite were taken off and saved for future use. Some of the long fence boards now make up the floor of the hay tent. Its hard to say what they will become next.
We framed and closed in the structure, added a door, a couple of small windows on the back, and a large sliding door. It became the perfect storage and camp shed. It has kept us dry from summer rains more than once.
Meanwhile, there was a lot of brush and tree cutting and fence tearing down followed by large bonfires. The trees that had to go were marked with an orange X. Connor became very good at taking down the wooden fence and an expert at nail pulling. A large pile of firewood grew from the fallen trees, and several nice logs were saved to dry. Some day they will make their way to a sawmill.
The most dreaded part was cleaning up the rubble that was once a camper. After much deliberation on how it should be done, one day we just did it. We pushed it to a 'safe' spot with the tractor, added a lot of excelerant, and lit it on fire. The flames were huge! A few moments of panic ensued when a dead branch high in a nearby tree began smoking and glowing red. You might notice in some of the pictures blue barrels and a white square container. Those were full of water and connected to a hose with a battery operated pump. Needless to say, the water came in very handy that day!
After all the flammable parts of the camper were burned, the metal frame was hacksawed into manageable sections and hauled away to the scrap yard.
Of course, we saved my favorite structure, the outhouse, and moved it to a better location. There is now a clean site for campfires and cookouts, complete with little storage building for necessities on top of the hill.
My name is Christy Franklin.