When Dad built his house up the road, he came across a big boulder that had nice color and good striations. Chris had a rock chisel and a 5lb sledge, so I grabbed both and gave that boulder a good whacking. Off slid a near perfect slab that I designated my hearth rock. It sat on the side of our road for three years and it's now about to go into the new house. Cue the inspirational music of choice!
|The triumphant ride up the road|
|Back tire hanging over porch edge|
No pictures of the transition from bucket to dolly as I was busy helping. But we got it done surprisingly easily and no fingers or toes were crushed, the walls were not hit, and the dolly actually held the weight.
|Not positioned yet|