BRK Post 9
Going to start at last night, made myself some tea in the Tipi plus some caffeinated tea in a thermos for the morning. The new lantern
lights up the space nicely.
In the morning hours Nine and I went up to work in Cooper Cabin. I had to finish the flooring and cut out some logs which had been laid across two doorways. The wood stock we had wasn't exactly the same thickness so I left the threshold edge a little high and beveled the flooring to ramp down to the existing boards.
I was glad I got to use my wood planes to shave the planks down. I have a affinity for using hand tools and I get a good bit of enjoyment by using them.
I used a power sander to clean up the plane marks and smooth the edges level with the floor boards.
I finished one doorway and came back after lunch for the other. Even after charging the battery, I still used up all the charge in the chainsaw before I got the last spot shaved down all the way. So I got to use a chisel, file, and plane to smooth out the chainsaw marks. Then back to the power sander to buff out some spots where the chisel tore out some wood. The difference in height between the two floors is more than quarter inch so the threshold slopes but it is smooth and none of the boards stick up to snag anyone toes.
Here is where the comedy of the day begins...
Unbeknownst to me, Nine and Logan (who were my ride back to basecamp) had gotten stuck at the bottom of a hill in the mud while servicing some game cams. They had to call for help and couldn't reach me to let me know.
I finished and was packed to go at 4:50. I waited a bit, texted Lara to see what was going on, and walked over to the main road to get picked up. While standing there I spot out of the corner of my eye a little black cat...
Some background, I haven't mentioned it here, but my cat I brought is a unspayed female cat named Bella. I had her adjusted to the Tipi and going outside on her own after about a week. Mostly she stayed inside napping. But Monday night when I went to settle in for the night she wasn't there. Or anywhere else. Trying to find a black cat in the pitch dark is pretty difficult. Especially if she doesn't come when called.
So I've been pretty worried the past few days, wondering if she'd been chomped by something bigger than her. Plus it has been below freezing at night and she doesn't have long fur.
But Lara said she thought she saw Bella sneak across the road while heading toward the Abbey. And I had noticed some food missing from Bella's food bowl and some little paw prints around the Tipi.
So with some signs of her I figured she'd comeback on her own. I've kept the Tipi flap open a bit if she comes by for food or
water during the day. I think she is in heat and has the instinct to roam. It usually last a week and she goes back to normal.
If my ride hadn't gotten stuck and I hadn't quietly walked out the main road I wouldn't have spotted her.
I set my tools down and get a picture first. Because she likes running away. Then I try calling her and she just ignores me. I get closer and she starts trotting away. Then after looking back she dashes off and I lose her in the woods.
I know dogs have owners/masters and cats have caretakers/prison guards, but it stings a bit when a little cat you raised from a kitten and literally got her off the road tells you "Fuck you buddy, I'll come back when I feel like it."
Anyway, she'll probably come around this Sunday or Monday wanting a warm bed and food again. Possibly ready to have kittens. I hope not, I wanted to give one of the cats at basecamp a shot first.
After getting blown off by my cat I waited for a ride. Picture of Miss Independent at the bottom.