So when we moved out here in the middle of nowhere, the appeal for me was it was just that- the middle of nowhere. No neighbors to be seen and blessed, blessed peace and quiet!
The first year was just that, but we were working so darned hard we did not have much time to enjoy it.
The second year we were settled in but it seemed the oil industry was on an upswing and 6 new wells were being built on our not so quiet little dirt Range Road. Huge trucks of every sort carrying all kinds of dangerous looking equipment roared past our house every few minutes. We sighed and bit our tongues and did not complain. Oil, Alberta's blessing and curse.
Finally things started to settle down on our road and we were sitting out behind our house one summer afternoon sipping Margaritas when I spied something two quarter sections over. A new house! What the #$(%&@! Nothing one day and a house the next! We felt so violated. Nothing in the 6 quarters surrounding us yesterday, just hay and cows and trees. How dare they! This was the straw that broke the camel's back! We complained about that house to each other for a month solid until the novelty wore off and we started to relax again.
Until this weekend.
I was out feeding on Friday. The sun had gone down and a giant spotlight was shining in my eyes. It was right beside the offensive house. Two quarter sections away and it was so bright I had to shield my eyes. Well, I thought, my neighbor is doing a little work out in his yard. This was not the case. Within an hour a huge oil rig that towered above the forest, covered with similar lights, had been erected. The accompanying noise and drone of machinery was and continues to be oppressive.
Can't we catch a break with this oil drilling? Does there really have to be two on every quarter section? I wanted peace, quiet, solitude! I get traffic and machinery.
Sigh.....
I suppose it could be worse. I drove by to look at it today and it is less than 100' from that offensive house. Those poor people. The least they can do is put Christmas lights on the thing.
Thank-you for listening.
Sue
The first year was just that, but we were working so darned hard we did not have much time to enjoy it.
The second year we were settled in but it seemed the oil industry was on an upswing and 6 new wells were being built on our not so quiet little dirt Range Road. Huge trucks of every sort carrying all kinds of dangerous looking equipment roared past our house every few minutes. We sighed and bit our tongues and did not complain. Oil, Alberta's blessing and curse.
Finally things started to settle down on our road and we were sitting out behind our house one summer afternoon sipping Margaritas when I spied something two quarter sections over. A new house! What the #$(%&@! Nothing one day and a house the next! We felt so violated. Nothing in the 6 quarters surrounding us yesterday, just hay and cows and trees. How dare they! This was the straw that broke the camel's back! We complained about that house to each other for a month solid until the novelty wore off and we started to relax again.
Until this weekend.
I was out feeding on Friday. The sun had gone down and a giant spotlight was shining in my eyes. It was right beside the offensive house. Two quarter sections away and it was so bright I had to shield my eyes. Well, I thought, my neighbor is doing a little work out in his yard. This was not the case. Within an hour a huge oil rig that towered above the forest, covered with similar lights, had been erected. The accompanying noise and drone of machinery was and continues to be oppressive.
Can't we catch a break with this oil drilling? Does there really have to be two on every quarter section? I wanted peace, quiet, solitude! I get traffic and machinery.
Sigh.....
I suppose it could be worse. I drove by to look at it today and it is less than 100' from that offensive house. Those poor people. The least they can do is put Christmas lights on the thing.
Thank-you for listening.
Sue