As is usual with well laid plans, things did not go accordingly. I needed more space for potatoes than I thought I was going to and the only other bed that could hold all the remaining taters I needed to plant had not had any amendments put on it as yet so he instead needed to take the first load of compost to the beds down in the bowl area rather than the front hill.
In the end I think this worked out better overall as the whole taking the wheel barrow loaded with compost down wooden ramps was much more work than he had anticipated. There was also a bit of a danger factor to the whole scheme as once the WB skidded off the ramp going down gravity took over. Have you ever tried holding a 300 pound wheeled object back on a 20 degree incline with wheel barrow handles? Any how, after his third trip down to the front bed we decided that once
After the last several days of beautiful weather and putting in a lot of time doing loads of pretty manual labor we are ready for a day of laziness and rest.