Being an adult can be no fun. Since moving to Boxes in Fields, we have been using our neighbors driveway. Deciding to be an adult, the first step in the long process of building our driveway were started way back in December during Ground Maintenance Week.

Not one necessarily better than the neighbors’ but our own. So if and when it does rain and we make a giant mess with trucks and trailers and tractors, repair work can be done at our own time to our own benefit without worry. A culvert and 50′ of gravel were a nice start.

Since then, the remaining 200′ dirt driveway has been well used and loved. The ground has developed roadway tracks with grass patches in the middle and pot holes where water sits when wet. Unlike the old driveway, this dirt is slightly less sticky and leads straight to the door steps. Last week during one of the neighbors’ monthly trips home, he offered up his pile of crushed asphalt roadbed for cheap. Cheap, cheap.

These were rocks he brought home from when he was a rock delivery driver for usage on his own driveway many months back. Now with him driving the country for work, his driveway is not needed as much as his need for money.

For the cost of a Benjamin and the promise to smooth out his very lumpy yard (Smokey likes to dig holes to China, Brazil, and the Netherlands) we acquired a 16ton dump of recycle concrete bedrock. Score! Just over another 100′ of gravel road. What a start to a beautiful well rocked driveway Thank you GravelMan.