I have a generator

I thought it would be an ugly, messy mess.  Not hardly. Neat as a pin.

First, for those of you who are fascinated by machinery, a walk-behind Bobcat. (What will they think of next?)

Navigating the ditch with the forklift carrying the concrete slab on which the generator will rest.

Using the forklift to put the generator unit behind the woodpile, temporarily. .

Looks like a giant chain saw, doesn't it?

But no! It's a ditcher, and digs a trench about 8" wide, if that. Here they are, marking the start of the ditch.  The tool can be placed accurately to about 3 inches.

And away we go!

Assembling the circuit and switching boxes

Right by where the power comes into the house. You can imagine how the robins felt about this ...

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Only 4 daylilies had their leaves sacrificed!  They might not bloom this year, but you can't kill a daylily.

Once again the Bobcat does its job, raising the generator up to the frame.  You can see the concrete slab in place.

And with the generator at the right height, it's just a small bit of lifting. Yeah, so you say ...

There it is, right in the garden.  Have I got a lot of replanting to do.  There are supposed to be propane tanks by the tree to the right of the generator. But Gillespie forgot to come to install them.  They're coming Monday, they say.

And there's the house hookup.  Tiny ditch across the driveway, properly tamped down (the Bobcat again).  This nifty generator knows when the power goes out, and turns itself on and then off when power is restored.  It tests itself every month.  If something takes the power out when I'm away for several days, the house is safe. Probably a good thing.