Besides burning down the neighbor’s house, here’s what 8 1/2 inches of rain in 4 days has done to the railroad.
Much of the chicken grit ballast has gone away. This little 1/2 inch pipe didn’t carry all the water. In fact, it’s plugged solid.
Newer track, where we put “decomposed granite” as the main structure and chicken grit for decorative and leveling purposes held up better.
The ground is a little squishy. Sully complained, “how did I get a 3rd pair of shoes full of water?” I replied, “by wearing them out here.”
The bridge we put for water to pass worked pretty well.
Only because the water went through farther down. We had set the concrete blocks into the ground a little way to support the track bed, which was pretty tall here.
Here’s the piece of pipe we were going to put in to let water flow through without washing out the track. It was on the OTHER side of the track way back by the fence.
The new bridge abutment got rearranged.
As well as this “mountain.”
It took quite a freak of weather to flip that bridge over that way
Lisa thought it’d look better with the trains going through rather than over it. They don’t quite fit.
The Grand Canyon has formed in “New Mexico.” Yes, I know it’s in Arizona. Perhaps we’ll just change the name of this part of the garden.
“New Mexico” has moved into the yard.
The locals call this stuff “soil.” I call it “sand.”
