SeanKroll
Treehouser
What have you heard from them about their reasoning for the clearing?
What can you do?
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SeanKroll
Treehouser
Wildfire concerns?
Burnham
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If so, their actions are senseless. The property dimensions, house location, remaining trees and veg, adjoining timberlands all make what they have done useless so far as defensible space goes.
I don't think they are that clueless. They are moving from a rural property that was very close to burning in the 2020 fires that had M and me evac to our friends' home for more than a week. These people are smart, and experienced with wildfire.
Something else is at play here, my gut tells me. I'm sure we will find out in due course. It's not my way to interrogate new neighbors as to their intentions right out of the box. We need to get to know them a bit more.
I don't think they are that clueless. They are moving from a rural property that was very close to burning in the 2020 fires that had M and me evac to our friends' home for more than a week. These people are smart, and experienced with wildfire.
Something else is at play here, my gut tells me. I'm sure we will find out in due course. It's not my way to interrogate new neighbors as to their intentions right out of the box. We need to get to know them a bit more.
Burnham
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Recent interactions make it seem like a probable plan is a Xmas tree plantation. Very common here in Clackamas County...one of the most prolific producers of Xmas trees in the world.
That's better than an ATV track, by a large amount. But not without possible negative consequences for us, being so close. Pesticides, herbicides, fertilizers...generally in large amounts, and often applied aerially.
It can be noisy for fairly short periods of time, as all that farming work, as well as pruning and shaping goes on. Harvest about every 6-8 years can be a busy time of intense activity, including helicopter yarding, for maybe a month.
But we shall survive, I reckon
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That's better than an ATV track, by a large amount. But not without possible negative consequences for us, being so close. Pesticides, herbicides, fertilizers...generally in large amounts, and often applied aerially.
It can be noisy for fairly short periods of time, as all that farming work, as well as pruning and shaping goes on. Harvest about every 6-8 years can be a busy time of intense activity, including helicopter yarding, for maybe a month.
But we shall survive, I reckon
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flushcut
TreeHouser
Well it’s not a race track so you have that going for you. Besides you could use a little helli action in your retirement. Liven things up a bit in da hood.
Mick!
TreeHouser
I’d say that’s a result. Compared to your worst case scénario.
flushcut
TreeHouser
Come on, no Phish or Greatful Dead playing 24/7, maybe a drum circle going in the background, the thick overwhelming pungent odor of patchouly filling the air.
Kaveman
Treehouser
David, your problem with your pot head neighbors is the fact that you live on a postage stamp worth of property and can smell what everyone is making for dinner. Ya gots no elbow room.
Burnham, at least it seems your new neighbors have some consideration, and that's something to be grateful for.
Recently some new, younger folks moved in next to Rob. There's almost 100yrd of separation between the houses, so their youthful parties aren't to terrible. When they first moved in, every time I started my dirt bike, someone over there would start an obnoxious two stroke. Every time I got back from a ride, they'd start the two smoke again, and start ripping wheelies and such on the blind hill in front of the house. Not the kinda person I want to ride with, ever. Took them over a month to knock it off, and now, they've cut me off and played stupid games on the road while I'm riding, twice. I'm willing to forgive all that, but their taste in music is absolutely unforgivable, they listen to that country rap, an abomination born from the tainted womb of the worst forms of music. I swear, it's what Satan listens to, on the loudspeakers of hell. These are people whom I do not want to meet or interact with. Luckily, they stay on their side of the fence, so I reckon they're good neighbors.
I have three modes with neighbors. 1, complete ignorance, I know nothing, and do not care to learn. 2, quiet friendship, the best kind of neighbors, rare, but always friendly interaction, freely trading favors. 3, FEUD! this is war, there is no surrender, no retreat, no quarter, no mercy. Shove a live racoon through the doggie door at 3 am kinda feud. Flatten tires by removing and replacing valve cores, and hide raw chicken in the body panels kinda feud. Or my personal favorite, TP the big tree in front of the house, immediately before a light rainstorm, that was epic!
Basically, my philosophy is "Be nice, or I won't."
Stephen has fine neighbors, a veritable crowd of good folk, several of whom I've had the pleasure of both meeting and working for. It's a lovely little community, really, so I always try to be on my best behavior, which is likely sub par, as an uncivilized neanderthal.
Burnham, at least it seems your new neighbors have some consideration, and that's something to be grateful for.
Recently some new, younger folks moved in next to Rob. There's almost 100yrd of separation between the houses, so their youthful parties aren't to terrible. When they first moved in, every time I started my dirt bike, someone over there would start an obnoxious two stroke. Every time I got back from a ride, they'd start the two smoke again, and start ripping wheelies and such on the blind hill in front of the house. Not the kinda person I want to ride with, ever. Took them over a month to knock it off, and now, they've cut me off and played stupid games on the road while I'm riding, twice. I'm willing to forgive all that, but their taste in music is absolutely unforgivable, they listen to that country rap, an abomination born from the tainted womb of the worst forms of music. I swear, it's what Satan listens to, on the loudspeakers of hell. These are people whom I do not want to meet or interact with. Luckily, they stay on their side of the fence, so I reckon they're good neighbors.
I have three modes with neighbors. 1, complete ignorance, I know nothing, and do not care to learn. 2, quiet friendship, the best kind of neighbors, rare, but always friendly interaction, freely trading favors. 3, FEUD! this is war, there is no surrender, no retreat, no quarter, no mercy. Shove a live racoon through the doggie door at 3 am kinda feud. Flatten tires by removing and replacing valve cores, and hide raw chicken in the body panels kinda feud. Or my personal favorite, TP the big tree in front of the house, immediately before a light rainstorm, that was epic!
Basically, my philosophy is "Be nice, or I won't."
Stephen has fine neighbors, a veritable crowd of good folk, several of whom I've had the pleasure of both meeting and working for. It's a lovely little community, really, so I always try to be on my best behavior, which is likely sub par, as an uncivilized neanderthal.
