Ready to start the balancing act
The pool store is still the cheapest source of my chemical fix. I tried shopping around, but the other big box stores have figured it out for themselves. There is too little margin for places like Wallies and Canny Tire to waste valuable floor space on pallets of bad smelling powder.
Yes, it will soon be time to play with the biology project in my back yard. The plastic owl has been warning the grackles that is unsafe water. The colour has matched the lawn surface for a couple of weeks now. Time to start playing hardball, with shocking dosages of chlorine product. I’m unwilling to try the alternative (bleach by the jug), because there is no way to safely store the stuff here in the house. Miss a trip to the supermarket, and you’re back to posting the No Swimming placard.
The pool store, happily, does keep an astonishing variety of oxidants, and you can pick the size and format that meets your philosophy and budget. My personal preference is that big plastic pail containing 16 kg of powder, for $56 (or as I calculate things, 2 years of danger). I made the long haul up the highway, loaded the load and headed on back to the ranch. Next thing to do; fit the filter and pipes in place and begin the balancing act. I’ve never had perfect pH, never will. I consider that to be something akin to perfect pitch.
We’ve been planning on an early summer, but things never got much above 8 C today. Not much better than any other year, despite appearances.
