Look! They finally showed up. Time to find water. We all have our fingers crossed. This has been a worry since day one. We only have one viable spot to dig. If there's no water there, or it's really deep, we'll be screwed.

Dig dig dig. This can't be easy considering the fact that our whole hillside is solid rock. I missed the shot of the two guys whacking the drill bit with a sledgehammer. Precision equipment and all.

When they hit 200 feet, Ray called and told me that there was nothing so far.

At 240, he called to announce that we had "more water than God." We apparently have enough to provide water for the entire street or to start a small water bottling plant. In fact, the water pressure was so high that if we left it at 240 feet, the recycled water from the geothermal system would actually heat up the well. We'd have had to dump off the excess--several gallons a minute--and cause a pond in the back yard. We decided we didn't want another mosquito breeding ground, so they dug down another 100 feet to alleviate the problem.

The good news is, this is the best possible situation for the geothermal system. We also hit bedrock at eleven feet, which means we only needed casing that far. That saved us a little money. It's nice to know that our arch nemesis, The Ledge, is on our side for a change.

Then again there's that $2K rock in the septic pit... Maybe it does still hate us.