Before I built my house the local kids made a 4 wheeler race track in the field next to my land. They rode up the steep bank by my mailbox and stripped the topsoil completely off down to the chirt. They rode every day, sometimes multiple times a day. None of the kids had permission to be on the land but that is what happens when a parent turns a youngster loose with a 4 wheeler unsupervised.
The land owner asked me to put a stop to the trespassing, it took some harsh talk to the youngsters but I finally got their attention.
I was left with a bank that washed red clay mud across the road every time it rained. It took me 10 years of putting grass clippings on the bank and building the top soil to get a mowable growth. Next I started planting pine trees to stabilize the bank even more.
I got a couple of trees to grow but the poor chirt ground made their survival difficult.
I finally got one pine to flourish but it had a visitor last night, dang it.
