This day, he decided that being on the platform of the gradall was the place to be.
We lifted him up in the air to see what he would do and he just laid there.
So, we let him back down and hooked up the log. Even having the ratchet strap tied down above him was no bother. If he could ride, he was happy. It took quite a bit of coersion to get him off of there. But I was not going to be 20 feet up in the air with my dog on the platform next to me...
Everybody likes to get in on a little riding the platform action...when our nieces were here they wanted to see what it was like after watching Dana and I up there all day. Don't everyone freak out....Grandpa Frank went up there with them to make sure they didn't jump off or do anything dumb. Safety first.
The boom's not fully extended, but they're still up there quite a ways.

I'm not sure how great they thought it was while they were up there, but once they got down it was pretty cool to have been up there. Although I guess Nicole pointed out to Grandma & Grandpa afterwards that they were standing next to a sign that said "Do not lift personnel". Hmmm...Safety first I tell ya! Adult supervision, adult supervision. No one was hurt in the making of these photographs. I promise. 























The perfect corners that Dana meticulously cut and sanded to fit so well together!
View of the back from the loft windows.





While the Gradall is great for moving logs around, sometimes they just need to be man-handled. Each log had a hole drilled in the bottom of it to set down on the piece of rebar sticking up out of the concrete posts.

The logs all stood up pretty quickly. I think we had them all standing after just a couple of days after work.

