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Cell log confabulation

I remember research right?

I’ve done a lot of research on this lithium topic. A lot. And after awhile, well, some of it starts to blur together.

Pretty much as expected. The battery is at 3.83. Now with the cell log we can see thousandth of a volt variations in cells.
Pretty much as expected. The battery is at 3.83. Now with the cell log we can see thousandth of a volt variations in cells.

I saw a guy putting a cell log 8 into his Chevy Volt battery plug and getting live results from his battery. Voltage checks down to the .00X of a volt. How cool is that?

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Canada Day Celebrations

Canada Day is officially Christmas Day for me

Woke up at 5. Yup. 5 hrs of sleep and I’m getting dressed and running out through the cold morning dew to the solar shed. Time to check the first night of lithium battery goodness.

47.6. That’s the voltage of my battery pack after running over night.

A picture of concentration as I begin wiring up the batteries.
A picture of concentration as I begin wiring up the batteries.

You would think I got enough of all this last night. But nope.

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New girlfriend? Meet the indoor loo

More updates on the chalet trail

The chalet is my winter bedroom. Actually, since the demise of the tent. It’s my year round bedroom. I love it.

Now its also 200 feet from my washroom. So last year I cheerfully hiked off through blizzard and snow. It was no problem. In fact. I love it. But. I am a guy. I am regular.

So this year I added a new feature to my off grid camp. It’s a girlfriend. Hey guys, guess what. The girlfriend doesn’t think hiking to the washroom in the middle of the night during a blizzard is romantic. Or fun. Or something she is prepared to do.

So how do I keep my friend happy?

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Acorn activity —
a happy harvest tale

Wild harvest at its noisiest

This year was the big “mast year” for my oak trees. For two months came a delicate rain of baby acorns followed by a month of cacophonous crashing. Ah the joys of the metal roof on the chalet.

The final result. A small bowl of acorns. A lesson in patience and technique.
The final result. A small bowl of acorns. A lesson in patience and technique.

Still, the plethora of acorns meant a huge harvest. Mostly gathered by chipmunks, squirrels (red, black, grey, flying) and odd other creatures that went bump in the night. Another harvester took note, me: here is my first bowl of harvested, shelled, roasted acorns. Read on to learn more about harvesting and preparing your acorn feast.

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a happy harvest tale