|Waterfall covers up the bio filter|
My husband refuses to buy rock so instead we made numerous trips to the Cascades to pick up boulders. A mineral permit can be obtained from the Forest Service for ten dollars which is a value. Gas on the other hand is not a value.
We drove into the Cascades by Westfir and took logging roads into the Fall Creek area. Dodging mountain bikers (who ride downhill way too fast by the way), we stopped along the road to pick up rocks. Not just any rock, it had to be the right shape, color, and size. In total four trips were made to the mountain, but I only participated in two of those. A girl has her limits after all.
After looking at bio filters for a couple of hundred bucks, I decided we could build our own for next to nothing. On line it looked like a couple holes in a bucket and some filter media was all you needed. Of course we had no idea what size to make the hole and we were trying to use materials we already had. Oh did I mention that MD also kept insisting we didn't need a filter, the filter material wasn't right and that this bucket thing was ridiculous and he didn't care what the people at the pond store said.
After an afternoon of drilling holes in buckets we thought we had it. We hooked it up and overnight the pond dropped four inches. Back to the drawing board. Your outlet has to be large enough so it flows out at a steady rate and doesn't air lock and the bucket overflow. Luckily we had a bigger outlet so I went searching for another bucket. Now more bickering. I had rewired MD's drill because you had to jiggle the cord. Well, I blew that one and now it doesn't work so he went off searching for his hole saw. The hole saw hadn't been used for a while so the chuck was rusty and needed WD. Now we are looking for WD, decided olive oil would work, back in business. But wait there is more.
In just a few days the pond had filled with mosquito larva. MD noticed this while drilling holes in the new bucket and insisted ( more like demanded) I drive to town (20 miles away) and buy fish immediately. Since we were snapping at each other this seemed like a great idea. I said, "You can do the waterfall while I am gone." When I came home an hour and a half later, it was finished and looked wonderful. We dropped 30 feeder goldfish in the pond and they began scarfing up larva. All was good. We were Pond Stars.