(Originally published in Live In The Philippines web magazine)

Back when we lived in southeastern Arizona, a well driller showed up one day in a vacant lot near a trail where I used to go for walks. Always fascinated by things mechanical, I watched the operation for a while, and chatted with the driller. The equipment consisted of a large truck with a rotary drill rig mounted on the back. As I recall, the driller was only there for a couple of days – that’s all it takes for one of these rigs to knock out a two or three hundred foot hole.

We’re now in the process of building a house on Samal Island – a long, very slow process, it seems – in a location where city water isn’t available. Catching rainwater is one option, but the rain doesn’t always cooperate, so we figured that a well would be a good investment. I mean, how hard can it be to drill for water in a place where it rains all the time? Continue reading