I don't know if you noticed but them holes were a touch large. They're a foot plus across and three feet deep.
I told the locals the other day at breakfast that they must have some real mean short fellas around town. I'm building a heckuva fence and it's only twenty inches tall. Their short fellas must really be something.
Here's the way we do it. The mixer takes nine bags of maximizer. That's nine cubic feet. Nine cubic feet gives me enough concrete for four holes. We're not filling them all the way to the top, landscaping. There's thirty five bags to a pallet. So I get less than sixteen holes per pallet. That whole line in the pictures is about thirteen hundred feet. That's about three hundred sacks.
The concrete bucket that fits on the tractor pays for itself on a job like this. To set up the mixing operation I have to have room. So this place they've assigned to me and the stucco contractor is about a quarter of a mile at the closest point to where the posts are. So I put a mixer load into the tractor bucket. Dump the concrete in four holes. Sight them in. Then go back and mix up another load and do it all over again.
Ain't bad. Pays better than what you'd think. You get to see something from start to finish and done well. And while the hands are busy, my oh my, the mind does get to play.
But then you knew that, right?