Breakin' Rocks in the Hot Sun...

Here we are on another tip to the quarry (aka "The Moon") for a load of processed stone or "gravel". I love going there as it really is other wordly. All these guys are driving around really fast in giant trucks and hugumungous earth-moving vehicles. They look just like the toy trucks we played with as kids- only blown up a million times. 

It's a bit intimidating, too as everything is on an super human scale: equipment, random piles of rock and sand. Like that pile above? It's about 25 feet tall. 

The unhelpful woman at the quarry office told Bob that the stuff we were looking for was "on the other side of the asphalt processing plant". Uh... is that it? We circled around for around for a while before stopping a man in one of those afore-mentioned giant Tonka toys. He very nicely gave us a personal escort to the appropriate pile. We made it out alive!

So we arrived back at the driveway, which had developed a few sizeable holes. Equipped with our state-of-the-art shovels and rake, we commenced to explore all the joys of what chain-gang work must feel like on a very humid day.

One hole down and only ten or so more to go! 

Would you look at that?! Cleaned all that 3/4" processed stone and the driveway is much better for it! It was about 3/4 of a ton of stone, so we were kind of tired out after wards but look at the finished driveway:

A much smoother ride! Yay! (Until next time, becasue as carefully as you fill the holes, the gravel inevitably kicks back out and craters appeear...)