The Barn Passed Inspection!

The Livestock barn passed muster today!  So no sooner did that happen, the guys were out laying out the lean to.  I set to work flattening the dirt floor with my tractor and then brought in the gates to verify that I had the spacing correct (and I was dying to actually see if it matched what I had in my head). I also got to assemble the new goat hay feeders and was very pleased to see how stout they are.  It’s funny, I get such a clear picture in my mind about how something should come together, that when it actually shows up out onto the earth, it’s not a big deal.  My thought is usually, “Yep, that’s it!”

Tomorrow I will be unloading 25 sheets of plywood and start the process of putting them on the walls.  Between the insulated ceiling, hay stacked 6 high against the back wall, and boards to create airspace on the sides, it ought to be a rather comfortable critter hotel.

I’ll be in Vegas next week for the World Archery Championships.  When I get back, we should be all set to bring in the hoofed creatures.  Oh ya, I heard back from my solar guru and the battery company actually came through.  They are giving us a big discount on the battery replacements and it will cost about half of what I expected!  It’s nice to catch a break from time to time!


New hay feeder


Goat Hilton


Donkey pavilion


Loads of room for stanchions and hay storage


And On The Seventh Day He Rested. Hahaha! Good One!

As of today, the barn is finished!  The Front wall and trim went on this morning.  The barn and the new fence really change the look of the place and it feels down right ranch-ish.  Tomorrow the guys are going start to put on a lean to on the south side for me and, of course, Zina’s Cupola.  The lean to will provide space for a big water tank, store the tractor, put the goat stanchion and generally create a shady spot to sit and contemplate.

I went back through photos and got to see quite an evolution.

Here is what it was in November of 2012:65ED572C-B124-4EE8-86A9-371477856BB5

This is today:


JAZ Farm Chernobyl


A storm was brewing.  Sunday was to be the biggest snow storm of the year so far.  The grid out here is unstable at best.  Weak power poles, high winds and blowing snow all make for power outages.  Sure was a good thing we invested in our solar system, especially the battery back ups.  I’ve had to use them before and it is reassuring to know that even if the worst blows in and knocks the power out for days, the freezers and fridges will still stay running, the furnace will still heat and the well pump will still pump.  That is, of course, if the batteries are working.

Rewind to Thursday.  We wake up and do our morning routines.  We are having some work done on our bathrooms and we thought that the sulphur smell we were smelling was back gassing from the septic system up one of the sink drains that are being taken care of.  Zina leaves for work, I head into town for some groceries.  When I got back, I walked in through the back door.  By the back door are all of the gizmos and boxes for the solar array, including the PVC vent that vents the hydrogen out of the house when the batteries are charging.  Normally this is practically imperceptible.  Not today.  Today it was BILLOWING smoke out of it.  The fan in the pipe was running as hard as it could and it smelled like the aftermath of someone just having shot off a brick of firecrackers.  This wasn’t rotten eggs, this was burning sulphur.

Stunned, I ran into the house, plopped down the grocery bags and flew downstairs.  You could hear the hissing in the battery box and the firecracker smell was even stronger.  The ventilator fan was fighting a losing battle.  I stepped to one side so as to not get sprayed by anything that was causing that hiss and lifted the lid up.  The heat hit me like opening an oven.  The batteries…. all eight…. the equivalent of 16 lead acid car batteries were geysers!  I dropped the lid down and grabbed the manuals.  Because the county never really understood how this system worked, they required us to have a bunch of blade switch shut offs.  I needed to find the one that killed it completely.  Because the system has charge controllers to the batteries, I assumed that if I flipped those off that that would stop power from going to the batteries.  After all, the batteries weren’t spewing water vapor.  It was hydrogen gas… Think Hindenberg.

My solar guru teaches electrical classes in prisons to inmates.  While there he is locked in and can’t have a cell phone with him.  I called him several times, texted, emailed and generally freaked out.  Turning off the charge controllers hadn’t worked.  Fortunately, the storm hadn’t arrived yet and I turned off the furnace, opened up the windows and doors, and turned on a big industrial fan in the basement to help get the gas out of the house.  At a 4% concentration in the air…… BOOM!

Troy finally called and was a freaked as I was.  He sent me back down there and told me which switches to flip to shut the whole thing down.  It reached over 300 degrees in the box and it took hours for them to calm down.

The end result that was determined when he came out on Saturday to inspect the situation, was a full on cascade failure of the entire battery bank.  We knew that these flooded lead acid batteries could fail and if one or two did, it could render the entire bank useless, but this was all of the batteries and they had essentially turned into a hydrochloric acid spewing heat machine.  The battery monitor data showed that at night, because of some sort of short, the inverter would notice a power drop on the batteries and start jamming electricity into the battery bank (on one evening it showed as much as 120 amps). Then, after enough of this, the batteries failed and went into JAZ Farm Chernobyl melt down mode. I was in fear for my life and I was also scared to death that something unexpected would spark and blow up the house.  Not an exaggeration.  The basement was flooded with hydrogen gas.

There are several factors that could have contributed to this:

1.  The original engineers could have programmed the inverter settings improperly and had the batteries charging up too hard and too fast.  As batteries charge, the temperature can increase, and heat and batteries are a bad combination.  We had noticed at one point that they were boiling off a lot of water and that is one reason for having the tech out for a check up.  Things were corroding and it turns out that a vital sensor had completely crapped out.

2.  Because of the rapid boil offs and the corrosion, I was told that perhaps I was adding water to them too frequently and it was venting off due to over-filling (this turned out to be nonsense).  The Tech told me to not fill them monthly and go to a more 4-6 month schedule.  However, having done that, there was still massive corrosion build up indicating that something was still a problem.  Also, for a good deal of time over the past year and a half, I’d been unable to walk.

3.  Lastly, and what seems to me most likely, is that because of the massive loss of water from not having filled them for 6 months, the lead panels inside the batteries had dried out sulphur crystals built up them (Sulphur is a normal by-product of the internal reactions; however, they would normally stay underwater).  Once we refilled them, and the tech cleaned up the corrosion we had a powerful system up and running again.  It is entirely likely that the sulphur came off and created a bridge between the lead plates; thus, shorting them out.  A short, just like with wiring, draws a tremendous amount of energy and creates heat.  This happened across the bank and the result, after a couple of days of this, was damned near a catastrophic explosion.  The heat from the short caused the lead plates to warp and the system melted down.

Whew!!!!!!!!!!   What a couple of days I’ve had.

So we are into troubleshooting mode.  None of the batteries were salvageable but there are some possible warranty options so it might keep this disaster to a financially reasonable outlay.  Did the electrical systems have compatibility issues with the batteries?  Were the batteries defective?  Was it the water issues?  Are the inverter settings in error?  We don’t know.  However, within the week the new batteries should be here and then we can fire things up and start diagnostics.  This. Should. NEVER. Happen. in a well equalized system.  Needless to say though, Farmer Juan will never again listen to anyone who tells him not to fill them regularly.  All is well, but currently we are sucking off the grid because we can’t run the panels without the batteries in place.  As they say in the survival world, “Two is one and one is none.”  The snow storm did arrive.  It did not knock out the power thank goodness.  But we did wheel the 200 pound 8000 watt generator out by the back door just in case.  Redundancy is your friend.

On a happy note!  While all this was happening, the barn grew a roof!  We are waiting for one last set of sheet metal siding, and they expect it to be ready to be inspected on Friday.  Goats and Donkeys will be here for the spring!

Cheers.  My blood pressure is finally back down.  This was terrifying.



The guys hustled this past Thursday to beat the freezing rain that came Friday.  Building in January, obviously, can be hit or miss.  They had planned on putting the roof on on Friday but the forecast called for 25 mph winds with freezing rain.  All of which came to fruition.  From experience, picking up sheets of anything out here in the wind can be pretty dangerous.  Especially when having to carry them up a ladder.  So here we wait to see the weather for Monday, which is iffy.  The rest of next week is supposed to be sunny and in the 50s.  We’ll take what we can get.  The fence is one section shy of being finished as far as it can be until the barn is completed.  There is another cement mixer that has to get in there before I can button it up.5E1A1BAE-0ABD-471E-A04F-3AA18AE81433CF21F76F-C905-4017-98A4-DA37F964A404578D4AC0-4FCA-4EC9-9042-487E03DE9EC2ADB6453B-1D73-4E8E-9B12-5329AB2957FE

Kinda Lookin’ Like A Barn

I have to admit that these guys work fast.  After the fiasco involved with getting our greenhouse and getting fleeced with our solar system, having this crew get in here gettin’ it done is quite refreshing!  Today they have almost finished the framing.  Before it rains tomorrow they will be coming out to finish the cross bracing, framing for the overhead door and framing for the people door.  If they keep at this pace, I’d expect them to be mostly finished next week.  They still have to put on the the over hang (lean to) but this thing will be wrapped up by months end at the latest.


In the mean time, I have been steadily getting the pasture enclosed.  Because we are getting goats and donkeys everything says not to skimp on fencing.  I didn’t.  This is about a quarter mile of “No-Climb” horse fencing.  A 200 ft roll weighs about 200 pounds and, of course, I have 8 of them.  I’ve learned to use the tractor to move them around.  Pre-surgery I’d have just heaved them about.  Also, all of the nailing and such that happens close to the ground has had to be re-learned.  I don’t bend like I used to so most everything from about 18 inches to the ground is done more or less with a lunge.  It’s a lot slower going than in my “Strapping young socialist Muslim”days, but I have more time in the day now that Eliot took over at work and I’ve “retired”.

I learned how to splice field fencing today.  Because the sides of the pasture are all about 330 feet long, one roll of this fencing won’t get there.  So to make it reach, two rolls have to be spliced together.  It works great but it’s very time consuming.  Also, as it is a lot like sewing with metal wire, getting poked and scratched and hung up on everything, seems to be standard operating procedure.

I’ve built my share of fencing.  For non-large animal enclosures, you put up corners, H-braces and fill in the gaps with more single wood posts and/or metal T-posts.  Once the skeleton is up, then you wrap the wire around the perimeter and nail and tie it all into place.  Not so here!  Larger animals love to rub on things, especially exposed fence posts.  Consider a 1200 lb. cow.  If she sets to scratchin’ what itches and the fencing is on the outside of the posts, then all the weight is being born by the post and it’s staples and clips.  Soon the fence starts to sag and critters take themselves for a walk down the road.  So this fence, because of the potential of having larger animals, has the fencing on the inside of the frame.  Every corner has to be sewn onto the posts and woven at the corners instead of simply wrapped and nailed.  Pulling it taught (stretching it) also becomes a challenge because the corners get closed off and you have to put the come-a-long through the fence that is at 90 degrees to the fence you want to stretch.  It takes way more time, causes way more cussing, and takes many more staples.  But in the end, now that it is strung inside the posts, if said cow rubs up against the fence, it distributes her weight along the fence and thus several posts instead of it being concentrated on a single one.  So it’s worth doing, it’s coming along very well, there have been some snags, but it is turning out to be one stout cage.  Once that is finished, in order to further deter escape and fence destruction, it will have 3 strands of electric wire to act as a psychological deterrent to keep them away from it.



As, I had mentioned previously, the livestock barn will serve several purposes.  One, we are going to get a few goats.  Whether or not they become meat, dairy goats, or just eating and pooping machines, remains to be seen.  Also, once completed, I’m going to build a chicken brooder inside so we can eventually quit having to have them in our basement for a month at a time.  In addition, a flock of turkeys is on the horizon and their coop will be made from chain link dog kennel panels, inside and outside.  Lastly (ya right), there is an animal shelter near here that rescues donkeys.  It is likely that we will be adopting two of them once all of this construction is over.  One requirement that they have is that the donkeys have their own outdoor corral in addition to the pasture where they can come to eat, feel safe, and have grooming and medical issues tended to.  Last weekend that was accomplished.  I guess there is not turning back now!


I follow a lot of homesteaders, both on blogs, Facebook and You Tube.  I have yet to find any who bought a field of grass with just a dilapidated house, a garage and run down horse shed, and transformed it into a fully operational farm.  Sure, there are many who have done some incredible things, but I suspect for lack of resources, many are done via the “make do” approach.  Most are many years our junior so what they lack in resources they make up for in energy.  This is the last hurrah.  There will always be the need to repair things and some lesser, non-urgent projects (I would love to dig a root cellar), but this marks the end of the major construction.  It has to be the end.  I’m pretty good at all this building of things, but my dream was to be able to actually enjoy the farming part.  So far, everyone else has gotten to play – including in my greenhouse!  Now it’s my turn too.  I am looking forward to a life of simple routine.  I relish the life of getting up and tending animals, gathering eggs, making breakfast (cooking in general again) spending time with the livestock, spending hours gardening, harvesting and canning and building our food storage, all without the feeling of some urgency of having to have to get the place built before I’m too old to play with it.  The finish line is on the horizon.  Three more sections of fence, a couple of pens, and Farmer Juan gets to play with his creation.  That will be something to behold.

The Playground Continues

I was making breakfast this morning and when I turned around and looked out the living room window all of the post braces were gone.  The guys were out there working and taking advantage of this incredibly weird January weather.  Not to be outdone, I got ye old overalls on and got the old crate fired up and headed out for a day of fencing.

By the end of the day, the crew had the barn framed up to the headers.  Tomorrow they set the trusses and they should be skinning the thing by the first part of next week.

I am half way through the fencing.  I have the equivalent of two sides done.  I needed some fencing splicers, which came today, and will be out completing 3 of the 4 sides. I’ll get farther if I can, but my back dictates a lot of what I can accomplish.

More to come.


A Good Old Fashioned Barn Rasing.

The west was not won by people portrayed like the rugged individualist Marlboro man or the John Wayne type shooting a six shooter in a standoff.  It was won by pioneers helping one another build homesteads.  The last big piece of infrastructure is going up.  We contracted with a local builder to put up a 30 x 40 metal pole barn with a 12x 40 overhang for storage.  The theory at this point is that it is a livestock barn to house Nigerian Dwarf Goats, a couple of rescued Donkeys from a local shelter, a turkey coop, and a chick brooder and still have room to stack hay for said critters.  The goats require some pretty fancy fencing and the donkeys need a corral to create security and a place to fed them and care for them so there has been a flurry of work to have things ready for spring.

We have joked that the initial post setting reminds us of buying something from IKEA.  Some assembly required.  Come Monday, after the 7 yards of concrete sets, the crew will be out framing.  They seem to think it will all be ready for inspection in about three weeks.  Too late to change its location now!


In the mean time, after getting the 1350 feet of posts set, I set to task pulling fence.  This one is affecting my back.  There is a lot of bending and stooping and each roll of fencing weighs 200 lbs.  After throwing momma on an airplane today I started getting the fence stretching routine in place.  The first section looks pretty good.  The come-along, stretcher and the tow hooks on the big pickup make a good combination.



We’ll keep you posted as it progresses.  Thanks for looking!

Happy 2018!!! May It Be A Site Happier Than 2017! The Farmer Had His Restrictions Lifted!!

Hello everyone and welcome back to the JAZ Farm blog!  I am happy to finally be back.  I looked at our last post and it was dated August 31, 2017.  It was only a month after back surgery and what a wild year this has been.  I am happy to report that I am doing very well.  The pain in my legs is all but gone, the fusion has taken hold and the surgeon lifted my remaining restrictions.  I had a bit of a battle with pretty mind numbing leg cramps and some pretty serious anti-inflammatories helped make that go away.  A huge thank you goes out to the physical therapy staff in Strasburg.  They helped get me on my feet, didn’t flinch when I cussed like a sailor, and were observant enough to know when to lighten up on the exercises.  I’ve been walking, swimming and after a year of watching the weeds take the farm, doing CHORES and CONSTRUCTION!  It feels so good to be re-taking the farm.  We have high hopes for 2018 and the list of things we hope to get accomplished is yet again, LONG!

After the first months of recovery, I was still forbidden from bending over (which isn’t possible now anyway because of the change in the way I bend) but I could now lift between 30 and 40 lbs; up from the 10 lbs prior.  I was also given permission to get back on the tractor.  That was a slow process as the tractor’s suspension and the uneven ground made the jostling a little more than I could tolerate.

So the first task once back on my feet, so to speak was to reclaim the farm from the mountains of weeds and undergrowth that took the gardens and, because it was such a dry summer, threatened us with wild fires.  One day, Zina and I got the mowing deck attached to the tractor and I cut the weeds back along the driveway and mowed down the 3 foot tumbleweeds in the pig pen and chicken run to get them ready for the new arrivals in the spring.

Our biggest heartbreak throughout the whole healing process was losing more than half of our egg laying flock to a sly fox.  We were still letting the hens out into the big free range field, and with the weeds as high as they got, the fox took to hiding in the weeds and using our chickens as his own private buffet.  Of the 40 that we started the year off with, we are down to 15.  Those remaining are fairly traumatized and won’t go out there willingly anymore and egg production has dropped way off.  As of a week ago, I placed the order to get new chicks in the spring and begin rebuilding the flock and hopefully also start hatching our own so as to offset the cost of ordering birds every spring.  We also have an order of 50 meat chickens that will be arriving the first week of May (we usually target 4th of July weekend as freezer camp day).

Next up, because of the tremendous weed overgrowth in the big garden was the decision to start building raised beds around the greenhouse.  We didn’t know if we’d be able to get the big garden cut back down (looks like we will) and useable.  It was heart wrenching to see just how badly it got over run and not being able to do a damned thing about it.  That garden is going to become more of the root vegetable, berry patch, bean, garden.  We will also be growing a fair amount of sunflowers too to help feed the chickens.  Once I get on with that project, I’ll post the before pictures, and then, with any luck, be able to show you the transformation.  It was spreading manure on that garden that was the last straw on the way to surgery.  It still gives me a little pause.

I did get creative in my construction endeavors.  I was not about to be stopped from getting back after it.  So I built 4 saw horses to use as a work bench out by the greenhouse and had Home Depot load 1300 lbs of lumber in the back of the pick up.  I was able to build 9 new raised bed boxes (still on lifting restrictions) by pulling the lumber out of the truck, onto the saw horses, slide the boards around into position, screw them together and then use the front end loader of the tractor to move them into place.  My compost and planter’s mix supplier brought me a load of composted soil, and I used the tractor to fill them up.  The only thing left to do in the spring is attach the drip irrigators to them and we are off and running for next year’s organic vegetables!


This addition gives us 29  10 to 12 foot raised beds in and around the greenhouse in addition to the 18 50 footers in the half acre garden.  We may try to get wheat and corn in again this year but the amount of time available will determine that.

Shortly after getting this done, I had my 3rd follow up with my surgeon.  I was ecstatic to find that I had no more lifting restrictions.  It wasn’t that I was going to go out and do stupid things, but I had been waiting for him to tell me that the fusion was in no danger of being broken.  It simply meant that I didn’t have to be hyper-careful with everything I do.  I will never be able to touch my toes again by bending over, when I do head for the ground its supposed to be via a squat or a lunge, and lifting must be done with my legs.  There is always the danger now that I could blow a disc above L3 and start the whole mess again.  That is something I decidedly do NOT want to repeat.

With all of our time to think about the future of the farm now that I knew that I wouldn’t be a cripple forever, we wanted to figure out what still needed to be added to really make the farm feel “finished” (he laughs hysterically).  The last big push that we wanted to use some of the equity from the sale of our house this past year for, was to fence in a pasture and get a barn built for livestock.  As of tomorrow (January 2nd) the holes for the   footers will be dug and barn construction is underway.  Aaron and I have been the construction crew for the fencing.  Its a quarter mile of fencing to enclose approximately 3 acres.  The inhabitants at this point will likely be turkeys, goats, a chicken brooding room, and we plan to rescue a pair of donkeys from a shelter just west of here.  We haven’t decided if we are going to use the goats as just eaters and poopers for fertilizer or if we will also use them for meat and dairy.  It looks like we will be getting Nigerian Dwarfs to start and see where it leads.

The humorous part of the fence installation (Its funny now, it wasn’t then) was burying the auger.  The ground here is very hard.  It is about 80% sand and 20% clay.  I’ve always had difficulty getting fence post holes punched and have stuck the thing on several occasions.  This year was no exception, except that this year the ground won.  I broke 2 safety sheering bolts and stuck the auger in the ground.  This time for good.  I had to unhook it from the transmission box, cover it up and go by another auger unit.  It will be there for the alien archaeologists in the future.

The barn itself will be a standard 30 x 40 pole barn with an overhang on the south side to house the tractor, rain catchment, and implements.  I will be building pens on the inside for the critters and getting power and heat run to it for the few cold days we still seem to have left around here.  As goats are very playful and inquisitive creatures, keeping them from escaping can be a bit of a trick.  One suggestion I ran across was to literally build them a playground to keep them entertained.  So I’ve tracked down a place that will give away those big wooden cable spools and will use them as a foundation to build up a bit of a castle for them to hop around on.  They are very agile little beasties.  Here is the beginning of all of this craziness.  To date Aaron and I have dug in, cemented, and tensioned 31 8 foot wooden posts, a gate assembly, and hand driven 117 6.5 foot metal T posts.  Its been quite an undertaking.


I’ll be posting more pictures of the barn construction progress and when I start stretching fence to enclose the pasture.

Lastly, in the greenhouse, we have had some trouble using some old wimpy trellises that we had at the other house, to try to stand up the tomatoes.  That had to change.  After seeing someone use cattle panels at their homestead for trellises it looked like just the ticket.  Aaron and I pounded some more T posts and wired them up for the spring.  They are very stout and even the 12 foot tall Cherokee Purples won’t be able to pull them down (fingers crossed!).


So 2017 has been, as the novel said, “The best of times and the worst of times.”  I have been altered in so many ways mentally and physically, but at the same time we have built a life we don’t need or want a vacation from.  I promise to put up more of the progress as we move forward.  There is a tremendous amount happening and I am thankful to be able to be back after it.  I still suffer from some pain, I move a lot slower and am not as limber.  It is also amazing how badly my aerobic stamina declined after being on my back for a year.  It is coming back, but if this grand experiment is going to succeed going forward, the main supplier of the labor (me) needs to make sure he is in good repair.

So here are our farm goals for 2018:

  1.  Get the barn built
  2. Finish the remaining fencing
  3. Get the pigs back on the land
  4. Rebuild the layer flock
  5. Restock the freezer with meat birds
  6. Build the pens, corrals, and brooders for the new critters in the livestock barn
  7. Install a solar hot water heater (being designed as we speak)
  8. Get the big outdoor garden reclaimed from the weeds and planted again
  9. Get the seedlings started and planted for the greenhouse and surrounding beds
  10. Set up the rain catchment system on the new barn, the garage, and the chicken coop
  11. Be able to simply use all of this infrastructure instead of spending all of my time building it
  12. Enjoy my telescope again
  13. Set up the range, dust off the bows, and once again use arrow flinging as my meditation.

That oughta keep us busy for awhile.  I love doing this better than most anything else.  I could easily stay here and hide.  The world is a crazy and terrible place anymore as far as I see it.  My refuge is to be with the plants and animals.  They don’t try to stab you in the back.  For that I am thankful and look forward to a great and productive farm life in 2018.