Finished my sweeping on Sunday. Started driveway prep Monday. Did a 1000 foot lane for a fella. Not going to pave, just gravel. 12 feet wide, steep climb, and no place for trucks to turn at the top. Long way out of town, so they sent tri axle dump trailers. I'm thinking no way. If they could back up it without spinning out would be one thing, but tail spreading for 12 feet wide.... Not a chance. Old house next door. Gravel yard, flat, no wires. Looks abandoned, so I made the call to dump the trailers there, and reload it on our tandem, with my grader. My guy knows what I want, so I start loading him and sending him up to tail spread. Get 3 trailer loads dumped and spread, and the 2 more loads I needed wouldn't be there before quitting time, so we pack up and leave. Get back in the morning. 2 more loads dumped, half ton truck blocking the driveway to the stock pile. Angry woman walks up the road.... who's in charge? Me.... Who in the square faced f..k gave you permission to dump on my property? After a long rant, it was easy to see that she didn't get along with the fella getting the lane done, and figured he told me to dump. I bit my lip, and said it was my doing, the place looked empty, and I didn't want to risk upsetting the trailers on the hill. At this point, I didn't think we were getting out gravel back. Her face changed to a big smile, and she said, you should have asked. Everyone knows this was my dad's place, and I just live up the road. I told her I didn't mean any harm, and I would not leave it a mess. She said thank you, jumped in her truck and left.