The ground is so dry and hard packed that any excess water isn't absorbed as quickly as in a more damp environment. That said, the domestead was a sea of mud when we got there on Friday afternoon.
We'd been planning on a leisurely evening, unpacking, staging and eating a quiet dinner under the stars. Instead, we went mudbogging in the mommy van:
and then got out crocs and flip flops sucked off our feet by the 3-6 inches of mud that covered about half of the domestead - the half that we were planning on working on. We ended up spending the evening laying ceiling tile and cement bricks down as walkways so that we could even get to the work area by the new front wall.
The flooding was so severe that it moved and crates full of stuff that had been weighted down with cement bricks across the entire courtyard. As you can see, it was TRASHED. Very disheartening, especially since we had finally(!) been able to start getting the Domestead into some sort of presentable order. (Making both of our OCD/organizational brains happy.) The mess made us both VERY unhappy.
So, we cleaned up, moved the van to higher ground, ate something and went to bed just as it was beginning to rain. The thunder and lightening was AWESOME. Jeff's cat would have been terrified. The wife's cat wouldn't have given a damn. The rain wasn't as bad as we'd feared and when we woke up the next morning, the ground wasn't appreciably wetter. That's not saying much tho. Our work boots were coated in 2 inches of mud within a few minutes of getting to work. (Now we know why Jax and Murdoch's sell muck boots!)
By 7:30am, we'd set up the concrete mixing table in the firedome, unloaded all 25 gallons of water from the van and gotten to work. By 3pm, we were out of loose bottles, water, portland cement and preground ceiling tile aggregate. And we were bonking. Hard. The wife was crabby and the husband was flaking. We stopped for some cold soup right out of the cans while we decided what to do next.
This is what we'd gotten done:
The wall is roughly 4 feet high in most places, connecting the courtyard wall to the firedome.
We said screw it and went home.
We stopped on the way out long enough to take these two pictures.