One of our least favorite features of the house was the rustic garden fence. It was directly in front of the house, was the first thing you came upon as you drove up, and served virtually no purpose as the garden inside was really just a bunch of weeds and overgrown grasses. In addition to this, we really needed the space to fit Lynda and Terry's RV, so the fence, at a minimum, had to be pulled back.
Terry took the first crack at the fence, taking out a few sections in a matter of hours.
Progress on the fence.
We did realize that this was maybe not the most efficient way to remove the fence, so shortly thereafter we started sledgehammering the fence and ignoring the task of removing all the nails. This worked really well for the fence boards, but it was not very successful at removing the split rail posts. For those, we needed a little help.
Pete suggested trying to use a vehicle to tip the posts over and pull them out. This idea sounded a lot easier than digging each post out by hand, not to mention a lot more fun, so we figured we could at the very least give it a shot. As the truck was tied up with tree trimming and branch hauling to the burn pile, Pete came up with the idea of using his Prius instead... and if it worked it would be hilarious!
Pete suggested trying to use a vehicle to tip the posts over and pull them out. This idea sounded a lot easier than digging each post out by hand, not to mention a lot more fun, so we figured we could at the very least give it a shot. As the truck was tied up with tree trimming and branch hauling to the burn pile, Pete came up with the idea of using his Prius instead... and if it worked it would be hilarious!
And, no joke, it totally worked. This must be what happens when city folk move to the country.
The final product! Way more open and a lot less rustic.
