Meanwhile, back at the ranch, er, woods, site prep continued. We have a driveway that was originally an old logging trail or “two-track”. It meanders through the property and makes a scenic and winding half-mile seem like forever. There are stretches where we can get up to 30 miles an hour, but mostly we're driving between trees and turning sharply.
Friends and relatives told us we’d never get large trucks between the old pine trees or around the S curves. But we’re not stupid. My husband made sure the way was wide enough for fire trucks, ambulances, and cement trucks. The tricky part is when you meet another car or truck coming or going. Right of way goes to the larger vehicle.
We love the privacy. We have deer, turkeys, coyotes, raccoons, porcupines, bobcats, and plenty of squirrels and chipmunks, but no neighborhood noises like lawn mowers, leaf blowers, booming stereos, loud mufflers, screaming kids, or annoying traffic.
See! The cement truck is proof we can get large vehicles through the woods.