Since we're planning to adopt a few dozen chickens, a piece of our land needs to be fenced. Not really to prevent that this wildfowl envades the surrounding cropfields - if they're Born To Run, they have to run - but rather to offer them a neutral area 'chickserland' where they can't be chased by one or other nugget-ivorous dog. Or one that thinks that you have to shake them very fast left-right-left-right-left-right to get free eggs (one thing that I learned about dogs is that they don't exactly think like humans, but they can be surprisingly creative).
So holes need to be drilled, poles planted, wires stretched and fence attached. No big deal, I hear you say 'wazzamatta', since we're living in a world where (powered) soil drills are as common as electric corkscrews & toothbrushes.
Nice knowledge. But what to do if you don't have such a drill? Even not a manual one.
Welcome in my reality.
Buying one? I had only 20 poles to plant, so it was really not worth the cost. And money is for beer.
Asking my neighbour? Asking creates obligations. I hate obligations.
Trying to make one? Thàt sounds like a lot better!
As always, the absence of the right tool boosted my creative brainstuff for a while and so I came up with this 'soil gouge'.
Agreed, it looks like a 'Nimbus 2000' with a jet engine. Sounds nice. I like it!
Whatever. It's been tested, it's been approved. I enjoyed the building of it and I enjoyed even more the using of it. It worked just perfect for what I had to do. What else a man can ask more from something he built with his own hands?
And I got my arms & shoulders workout for free. Which is, honestly, the very basic cro-magnon-ic reason why I became so eager to build this device. We are all cro-magnons. Most people just have lost the knowledge how to deal with it.