Once upon a time, there was a ditch with large cottonwood trees that traversed my property on County Road 225, where I have lived since 1978.
Now there are no trees, noxious weeds and a 5-feet deep, 3-feet wide trench with a plastic pipe at the bottom.
Never was I informed that the babbling irrigation ditch on my property would become a trench with metal posts sticking up. My wife blunted them after we discovered a dead fawn that was gutted in the fall.
Yes, I have tried to contact the guy in charge, no word or return call. I am asking how far a landowner has to go to get this kind of treatment? In the end, the most I will be able to hope for will be a road where water once flowed.
Stephen Saltsman
Durango
