Our plan for our December time on the island was to kick back and relax after an incredibly stressful couple of months back in Alberta. Evidently the weather had different plans for us, and in a windstorm down came a portion of the fence.
There is nothing fun about building a fence on an island made of rock and covered with decades (or centuries) of growth. Digging is slow hitting rock after rock and root after root. Trying to figure out how this fence is supposed to weave between the huge trees is another challenge.