We would make a little outside firepit area, and put a tarp over it. Every time we build an outside fire for an event, it rains. So, we began the work.
It wasn't impressive but it was near free, and it worked.
Problem: - we accidentally and unknowingly built it mere feet from our neighbors bedroom so when we had a bonfire and chatted, it was like we were in the same room. When we were told this, we had to figure out a way to move it.
With the help of some friends, we dug it up, and carried it about 50 meters away to it's new home. It was a little bit weaker and not where I wanted it to reside, but it was done.
Problem: - The wind picked up. Cyclones over Australia nearly ripped the tarp off the top of it. I had to run out there in the wind and secure the tarp with ropes, before the whole thing flew away. Mysterious winds have been present since. I've had to repair it a few times.
Problem: - As if the winds weren't enough, one evening a tree fell over and hit the firepit area (which Calvin and I dubbed 'FIREFORT!'. But! Since the limbs we used were still green and flexible, they bent instead of broke, and though the tarp is torn more, the FIREFORT lives.
So, we started chopping up the tree and now firefort is eating the tree that tried to eat it! (we're burning the tree wood, yes, that quickly because the tree was dead standing)
Having survived a move, defeated the monstrous winds, and survived the falling tree, FIREFORT was beginning to win over my heart. This stupid ugly little fort was living a lifetimes worth in only 1 month's time!
Problem: - The rain picked up, and the firefort, after taking the hit from the tree, was not strong enough to let the rain roll off of it (also because the move moved it from a slight hill to a flat area). So the rain water began to pool into the now, tired fort's roof. This resulted in the green bows, bending (not breaking) under the weight.
The Firefort was dying. I went out to drain the tarp, and put it all back together again with new branches from the tree that fell on it.
Today, we sat under the firefort, held together with zip ties, bunjis, nails and screws and of course, a refusal to die!
As we sat there, my friend and son laughingly mocked me and said 'The reason this wind is here, is because you refuse to let this fort die. Let it die and the wind will go away!
It was funny but the fort still stands.
All I wanted was to keep my our bonfires from being 'rained out'. But now what I have, is a story of the Little Firefort that Could.
This is truly a beautiful country but you have to be outside to appreciate it. Our Little Firefort gives us that underdog appreciation.
People have said 'it'll burn down, that's a tarp!'
'it won't last 6 months'
'let it die!'
'it's ugly!'
'it's a lost cause give up!'
Don't they know, that kind of talk makes me love it all the more?
