The dump is about a 5 minute drive from our house and one of the guys goes there every few days. We just throw our garbage into the "garbage truck" each day and when it gets full, someone drives it there. This is one of Tyson's favorite things to do. He gets to "work" with his dad and throw stuff into a machine. A little boy's dream.
The trash squisher. That isn't what people call it and I don't care about it's technical name.
As I've said before, people put up notices for events at the dump. The top one is advertising a progressive dinner this Saturday, if you're interested. To the right, are the upcoming specials at Jerry's.
It's very neatly organized and has bins for everything. Nothing is out of place, nor is there litter on the ground.
The dump is also known as "The Mall". People drop stuff off that they don't want anymore and other people can grab it. You can get all kinds of used goods here. The picture isn't close enough, but there is a remote taped to that TV. Free to good home! I've only been here in the winter and haven't seen The Mall at it's prime, but I've heard it gets quite the collection of stuff....appliances, antique type things, toys etc. Plus, you'll most likely know whose house it came from.
It isn't the usual smelly heap of dirt that we're all used to. It looks more like a nice recycling center.
I was wondering when the dump would make its appearance! I only had to make an official visit there once with Julie, and it was hard to say which one of us was more disdainful. At that time there was not the type of sorting you see now...all I really remember is "throwing" bags using my pointer finger and thumb onto a heap while trying not to get splashed with trash juice. Julie and I did make a pit stop at The Pub for soft icecream after. Don't recall if that was part of a bribe from Big Rick and Pat or if Julie and I felt we deserved a pit stop after all that "hard" work (it was a weekday in late summer, so I am sure there were not more than ten bags of trash). I had forgotten all about that day until reading this....thanks for the memory!
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of when my friend Renae (back when she thought resort life was a lot more glamorous than it really is) came to help me at Young's Bay while our husbands and sons went off fishing up north for a few days. When we could no longer avoid going to the dump we jumped in the pickup (the one where you could see the road going by through the floor) with Whitney, her daughter, who was maybe 5 or 6 at the time. Only the driver's side door was operative, so Whitney got in first, then Renae and me. As we are driving along it occurs to me that when we meet people on the road all they can see are two women sitting close to each other. In some locales, I'm sure this would not cause an eye blink, but we are after all in the Angle so on the way back Whitney had to sit in the middle. Maybe it's not that funny, but Renae and I still laugh about it.
ReplyDeleteThat is too funny Patty (and Lisa). The dump looks much nicer then what I remember it being. I believe we have a few items at the cabin from the dump...
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