Our roof has been leaking for the last few seasons at the spot were the old fireplace pipe comes out, despite several attempts to fix it. There was a spot of good weather so thought I would brave the heights and climb up there and use the new spray seal stuff to see if that would help. (I hate heights now that I get vertigo attacks.)
Anyway, I am including this in the series because of the cool pictures I go of the trenches, piles, shovels, dogs and view!
This is the view looking Northwest across the valley.
This is the view looking North at US395 that runs in front of our house.
The Dogs! (they have to stay in their kennel when I am up here because they will run off and try to get to the dead deer that are on the side of the highway! They require vigilant watch!)
The two other wells. The close one is the Ag Well and the far one is the “New House Well.”
The trench to the barn. And alas, my phone died so no more pictures of trenches from up here.
The leak fixed? We will see!
On to work…sort of!
Again, hear is proof that the crafty Mrs’ are invading my spaces. I have to admit, I am intrigued by them. I find them very beautiful, in a strange way.
She was very much alive, just cold. She was so cold she tolerated me picking her up and poking her. I though about holding in my bare hand, just to say I had done so, but prudence told me to think better of that. :) Actually I was reminded of as of a story that I was told when I was a boy scout.
A young Indian Brave was sent out from his tribe to prove his worth. He was to climb the highest peak that shadowed there village. Upon his arrival to the top he found a freezing rattle snake, who begged him to carry him back down to the warmth of the base of the mountain. The Brave took pity on the snake and placed him in his shirt and carried him back down the mountain. When he reached the warm flat land at the bottom, he placed the rattle snake on the ground, but before he could with draw his hand, the snake bit him. The Brave jerked back in surprise, asking why the snake had done such a thing. The snake simply replied, “You knew what I was before you picked me up!” and then slithered off. The Indian Brave never made it home!
They used that story to teach us about drugs and alcohol but it definitely applied here:).
Anyway, I have a few lose ends to tie up before I am ready for inspection. The first was to safely terminate the Flag Pole run. We are not ready to put lights in or anything so I just wanted to bring it to the surface and cap it.
It is low enough that a lawn mower will not hit it but high enough I can find it when I want it.
Next was to finish the circuit to the laundry line. I had to drill a hole in the bottom of the pole, cut a slot in the hole so the nut would fit. Then I had to get the locking ring on! I tried first with my fingers, but the nut just kept flipping up. Then I made a jig out of cloth hook wire, but that was not working, then when I dropped the nut down the pipe, despite my safety file:), and I was just as I was about to get anger and throw something. I just was like, “Ok Father, I need an Idea!” and Bam! I went and got my bent screwdrivers. They worked like a charm. I got the locking ring on and was later able to caulk around the hole.
Because of the concrete footing I had to do a double sweep!
I then cut out the opening for the switch and fed the wire.
This is going to be the type of cover plate but I have yet to figure out how I am going to adapt it yet! There are several possibilities floating in my head!
And it would not be a good work day if I did not hurt myself. While it was freezing outside, and I was forcing the cold uncooperative wire through the sweeps, all of the sudden it decided to yield and I slammed my hand down into the sweep. It is a Schedule 40 sweep with a beveled end. And it cut right through my thumb, and nail. I of course being a good medic, seeing I needed a stitch or two, ignored it, grabbed a roll of electrical tape and kept working! I had lots to do. It was my lovely wife who was bringing me coffee who saw it dripping that made me come inside and clean it. OW!
I will leave it there for now. Thank you for reading!
So much more to follow….
-- "With a little bit of faith, and some imagination, you can build anything!" Nate