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Roll 79 - 7
Roll 79 - 7 - The stack, waiting to go up
Roll 79 - 9
Roll 79 - 9 - My cousin Chrissy flew in from BC, we're so thrilled she could be here
Roll 79 - 10
Roll 79 - 10 - Dismantling the pile
Roll 80 - 13
Roll 80 - 13 - The whole gang
Roll 80 - 1
Roll 80 - 1 - Making half bales
Roll 80 - 5
Roll 80 - 5 - The first bale, My Mom, Me, Joanne, and my Dad. We wouldn't be this far without them
Roll 80 - 6
Roll 80 - 6 - The building inspector sucumbs to Ceara's charms
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Roll 80 - 7 - A rapt audience learns how to stack
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Roll 80 - 9 - The first corner
Roll 81 - 1
Roll 81 - 1 - Jason and his big level
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Roll 81 - 2 - Chrissy and Tina
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Roll 81 - 3 - Halfway along the first wall
Roll 81 - 4
Roll 81 - 4 - Kimmy passes Jason a bale
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Roll 81 - 6 - Gator and Jake, I don't know who won
Roll 81 - 7
Roll 81 - 7 - Paul demonstrates that architects can also measure
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Roll 82 - 3 - The corner
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Roll 82 - 4 - The first wall
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Roll 82 - 6 - One exhausted dog
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Roll 82 - 8 - Jason Stanat, my cousin-in-law, a great addition to the family
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Roll 82 - 9 - Stacking and stuffing
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Roll 82 - 10 - Tina, the straw queen, fills the gaps
Roll 82 - 11
Roll 82 - 11 - Jason uses another of their precision instruments: The Bale Basher
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Roll 82 - 12 - Carving the bales
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Roll 83 - 1 - View from the driveway
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Roll 83 - 2 - A last minute readjustment
Roll 83 - 5
Roll 83 - 5 - Neil fell in love with the grinder
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Roll 83 - 6 - The east wall, Dana stuffs
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Roll 83 - 10 - Why's Karen always so damn cheery?
Roll 83 - 12
Roll 83 - 12 - In motion
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Roll 83 - 13 - I take a turn with the basher