You probably have experienced more than once that feeling, be it after a birthday, a vacation, the beginning of a new year or a random occurrence, when you realize that you want to and/or need to change. The last couple of years have been rather comfortable, I don’t owe money, my micro-home has come together nicely, the firewood is sorted for winter, visited family and friends in Europe twice, became a keen photographer and other good stuff happened, too.
Happy New Year to you and my best wishes for 2016. It’s has been pouring rain heavily for the last 10 hours here on the Barrier, accompanied by cold, northerly gusts. Quite an ugly start into the new year weather-wise, but it’s All Good.
Today, I wanted to post a couple photos of my little chicken farm and setup. There are two chook pens, the new one was established only weeks ago and has an area of about 40 square meters. A few days ago, I managed to get all the chicken together into the new pen. There are 13 hens, 1 rooster and 14 chicks.
For about two years I’ve been hearing my unusually big rooster crow, often hours before sunrise. I feed him well, look after him and enjoy his company, but after an unsuccessful year of raising chicken, thoughts of silencing him have crossed my mind. This year, I had a new plan and, once again, had put my hopes into this massive rooster.
Last Saturday was B-Day; time to butcher a couple roosters. I reckoned three roosters to five minus one* hens is not a good balance, and decided that the two new ones shall end up in a big boil up (*because one of the hens is like Houdini and therefore roams freely). Naturally, I grabbed a stick, a net, a pair of gloves, some food and went at it.
It is winter, we had a few cold nights, many beautiful, crisp, sunny mornings and some inclement, windy days. Not much rain, all in all quite comfortable. I’m sleeping well, about nine hours a day, it is quiet and I walk a lot. Well, more than usual any way.
I got back from a multi-day youth camp today. Going through the pictures and memories from the last weeks, I thought it would be a good idea to provide you with images that reflect what I was up to lately. I’ll write respective articles soon.
For my fishing friends, I have only been out twice in the last 5-6 weeks. Both times, catching a feed was challenging, but I prevailed and succeeded. Two days ago, I was standing on the rocks of Harataonga Beach, half-naked, fully soaked by the splash of the waves, looking at Motu Rakitu with no other person in sight; battling the splash and wind at dusk, fishing in about 1.5 meters of water in anticipation of that fish, I had no doubt that what I
was am engaged in is art.
Sunday morning, Tryhena Harbour, Great Barrier Island and I am naked. Naked as in worn-out, tired, exhausted. I cleared a few small trees to allow more light to shine on a small orchard. This is not a fun job. The terrain always being uneven, rocks and small boulders hiding underneath thick kikuyu grass and no openings for the felled trees to fall on. After cutting the trees into manageable pieces, dragging them and cutting the canopies off, there is of course no open area to stack the logs nor the canopies.
One thing is for sure, my next chainsaw will be electric and it I don’t need a 52 cc engine.
As mentioned previously, my lovely Moms is here on BENIsLAND with me for a vacation and as it is with moms, something is not quite right when you are sitting down and there are still things to do. Which is bizarre, dads like to sit down all the time and talk about the work that could have been done.
Anyway, I, therefore, conclude that she must really love being on BENIsLAND as there is an indefinite amount of things that need to be done and accomplished. One of the things that I would have liked to do in 2014 has come already into fruition, which leaves me wondering what to do with the next 11 months… Continue reading Great Barrier Island Chicken – are like other chicken, but of course special