Relative Something

Before we left for Iceland, I was lamenting my inability to locate the buried AC power wires running from the shop to the barn. I gave it a couple of new somewhat half-hearted tries since we’ve been home, digging as time allowed without success.

As a reminder, this is the photo I’ve been using for reference from 2013 when the wires were accidentally cut by a skid steer making a driveable roadway behind the barn.

I must admit, I assumed I was searching for a single bundle of the three large wires but reality proved different.

Trenching my way deeper and deeper along the slope of the small hill finally revealed the yellow line on the cable for the ground wire.

Despite my confusion about how far to one side or the other I needed to be searching, the find finally came at the most likely spot.

With the wires uncovered, I’m a little surprised about the angled direction they are routed at this spot. Now I have plenty of methodical hand digging to do to reach the location of the patch that was made when they were cut. That is the most likely spot that would cause the loss of continuity in one of the power lines.

I’ll be calling the electricians tomorrow to schedule their services and find out how soon I need to finish the rest of the digging. At least I know where to work and won’t be wasting any time on fruitless searching.

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