30 April 2010

Concrete pouring day for the shed footers. At 4:30 in the morning Delores was illuminated by a car driving down Kate Middleton & Dan Wheeless’ driveway – our neighbors to the south. More than a bit curious, donned bathrobe and cell phone and went out to espy the situation. Was, indeed, Kate and Dan arriving from New York for the weekend… and not someone breaking into their house. Steve and I started work at 7 o’clock, suspending the rebar from the braces holding the top of the footer forms in place, oiling the keyway wood and the footer forms, building a portable ramp so that wheelbarrows could dump concrete into the forms, etc. By 12:10 all was complete, so we took a quick lunch break. At 12:15 Josh LaFlam showed up with his cousin, Kyle Cassidy, to say that they had to run back into Salisbury to pick up the third member of the labor crew, Dylan Cobden, all of whom I had hired to help with the concrete pour. As they left, Dan Wheeless came over for a chat. While that was occurring, the cement truck arrived, A HALF HOUR EARLY! Yikes!!!! The good news is that the driver easily negotiated the pseudo-driveway down to the north end of the shed cellar hole (who knew that cement trucks had four-wheel drive????), which meant that concrete could be placed into about 2/3 of the forms directly from the truck. The bad news is that Steve and I were more than busy as the pour began, with the two of us trying to do the work of what should have been a five person crew. I have no idea how much concrete actually made it into the northeast big foot and Sonotube. Josh, Kyle, and Dylan arrived at 1 o’clock. The concrete had been mixed at 11:50, which meant that we had until maybe 3 o’clock to get it placed, screed, and toweled smooth before it set. As the last section of form was being filled, the driver announced that the truck was empty. Understand that Steve and I had independently calculated that the forms would need between 5.2 and 5.3 cubic yards of concrete. I had ordered 5 ½ yards, just to be safe. When the truck hit the big E, we still needed another quarter yard to finish filling the forms. Disaster!!!! At that point there was nothing to do but scavenge every single concrete morsel that was not in the form and not completely dry. By the time that was done, it was well past 3 o’clock, which meant that toweling and edging the forms was becoming increasingly hard as the mix solidified. We got ‘er done, but the result was far from professional quality. Fortunately, most of the footers will be covered by rock walls and dirt, so a lot of the mistakes will be (rightfully!) buried. As we were finishing up at 5 o’clock, Perry stopped by to observe progress, learn a few more swear words, and enjoy a beer by the camp fire.

29 April 2010


The weather front finished moving through overnight, so the full moon gave the luster of midday to the new fallen snow. The morning dawned clear and brisk… perfect for finishing placing the horizontal rebar in the shed footers. Discovered that during the marathon rebar cutting and bending evolution earlier in April, Chree and I had somehow forgotten to put bends in four pieces that needed them. Ever resourceful, Steve and I found that the safety chain hooks used when towing a car behind the RV are perfectly sized and placed to hold a length of rebar needing a quick bend. By two hours after quitting time all horizontal and vertical rebar was in place. As we were "finishing", Steve pointed to some "leftover" rebar and asked, "What are these pieces for?". What they were, OF COURSE, were the pieces that needed to be put down into the big feet... BEFORE any of the other steel was put in place. Ooops! With Yankee ingenuity, a fair dose of stubbornness, some moderate contortions, and a pair of wire cutters, we got the pieces in place around all the other potentially lethal metal rods sticking up at all angles. I offered Steve his rebar tying tool as a memento of the occasion, but he demurred, afraid that if he owned it he might have to use it again. Really good Porterhouse steaks cooked over the campfire, followed by some Ben & Jerry’s, topped off a very productive day.

28 April 2010

Woke up to heavy snowfall with white stuff covering the ground. Quite lovely… but discovered the hard way that the RV slide-out won’t retract with two inches of snow on the awning. So spent a precarious five minutes up on the slippery roof with a whisk broom attending to that little issue. Then took Delores into Middlebury for 19 gallons of propane and various other errands… none of which, thank goodness, required parallel parking. RV drove really well on the snow-covered back roads… though no land-speed records were attempted. One stop was at Taylor Rental to retrieve their rebar cutter / bender. Arrived back at Fern Lake mid-morning and a few minutes before Steve Osmer (good friend and former boss who had foolishly volunteered for three days of concrete work). Steve and I spent a thoroughly cold, wet, miserable rest of the morning cutting 30 inch rebar cross ties into 18 inch cross ties to accommodate the change in footer size. Also cut the 100 or so pieces that will be used to form rebar “squares”. A word of explanation: the upper level of the shed will rest on six large wooden beams that will, in turn, rest on twelve concrete columns, each 10 inches square and nearly 8' tall. Each of those concrete columns will be reinforced by four vertical rebar lengths formed into a bundle using four or five short lengths of rebar that have been bent into the form of a square. After a change of clothes and a warm lunch, returned the rebar cutter / bender to Taylor, then began placing steel in the footer forms. Mid-afternoon it finally stopped snowing, though for the remainder of the work day snow plummeting 80 or so feet off the big pine into the cellar hole gave us several near misses. By quitting time had about 2/3 of the horizontal rebar runs and cross ties in place and tied together. Not bad for two guys who had never used a rebar wire tying tool before today.

27 April 2010

The weather forecast I heard yesterday called for showers in the morning today, clearing this afternoon. Actual weather: moderate snow (yes, I said the “s” word) most of the day. If you love working in the cold, wet, and mud, this was your day in heaven. Josh and Perry arrived at 8 o’clock to uncover the footer forms and begin getting them straight, square, and level, with accent on the latter. Not too much of the south bank had collapsed; Josh was able to clean up that mess in about an hour of shoveling. Found the new and rather expensive carpenter’s level that had gone AWOL last trip, exactly where I thought it might be… and in a location that Josh and I had looked at least a dozen times. Obviously a case of either a perturbation in the space-time continuum or severe male pattern blindness. Perry brought along a leveling transit, so determining how unlevel the forms were was quite easy. Getting them level proved to be another matter entirely, especially as Mr. Type-A (semi-retired) wanted everything to within ⅛ inch of perfect. But, by mid-afternoon everything was aligned and ready for a final check. At that point, we discovered that the leveling transit was no longer level… which meant that the tops of the footer forms were in perfect alignment with each other, but the plane they formed was not perpendicular to Earth’s gravitational field. Ooops! Fortunately, it only took another three hours and many non-family-friendly words to set things to rights. After a late “dinner” (open can, slightly heat contents in microwave, inhale), spent a half hour trying to get mud off and out of the more delicate parts of the electric tools we had used today.

26 April 2010

Easy 8 ½ hour trip up from Virginia, helped, in part, by hitting 38 green stoplights on US 206 (okay, so some of them were a pale yellow…). Steady rain showers until reaching Vermont… where the sun came out. Hopefully a good omen. Delores started right up, as did the Ranger. No sign of mice in the “usual” utensil drawer. Just as I was feeling smug about putting a bunch of cat hair in the void behind those drawers last trip (Alverta’s idea), I opened the door below the bathroom sink to retrieve the Kleenex cleverly stored there so the mice wouldn’t use it for nesting material, and found that the mice are way more clever than I am. In a further fit of cleverness, rammed a wood splinter under a fingernail while unloading forming materials from the car. Fortunately, after a plentiful dose of anesthetic (Fat Bastard Chardonnay), was able to extract the sucker... and also feel much better about the mice situation.

17 April 2010

Uneventful trip back to Virginia in just under 9 hours.

16 April 2010

The weather forecast was for showers and light rain today. Arriving back at Fern Lake from Middlebury, conditions looked reasonable, so Josh came over and we continued building and placing the footer forms. I also arranged with Tammy Walsh to come back with her loader / backhoe mid-afternoon to backfill the holes she dug on Wednesday... plus remove the large mound of dirt and rocks that Josh and I had piled in the middle of the cellar hole while installing the footer forms. Now well and truly committed to getting the job finished, it began to rain steadily, OF COURSE! But, by 1 o’clock the footer forms were in place (definitely not level, somewhat wiggly, and probably not square), the Big Feet and Sonotubes (round cardboard tubes used for forming concrete columns… and, in this case, as an extension for the Big Feet) were in position and partially backfilled, and we were soaked to the skin. During lunch a wild turkey walked by the RV. Could have used a shot of the liquid variety at that point. However, some hot soup and change of clothes soon swung the comfort-meter back into positive numbers. Tammy showed up as promised, completed the backfilling the deep holes, then spent an hour removing the dirt pile that had taken Josh and me two days to create by hand. Tammy (who is an expert on such matters) said that the 24″ wide footers should be fine. She also hired Josh to work with her doing landscaping work for the next couple of weeks.

15 April 2010

After breakfast, went to make a sandwich for lunch and discovered that someone had taken a bite out of the top piece of bread in the package. “How cute”, I thought, surmising that Chree had been up to her usual mischief. Then I noticed that the plastic bread wrapper also had a hole in it. The bread, now and henceforth, is being stored in the freezer vice in the compartment over the microwave (whose cord, apparently, makes a very nice mousy highway). Josh and I continued building and placing footer forms. My original plan had been to have 24” wide footers on all three sides. Based on some reading done a month ago, had revised the plans to incorporate 36” wide north/south footers. As soon as we started putting the north/south forms in place, discovered that the cellar hole is just not wide enough to accommodate 36” wide footers in that direction. Rather than do another major excavation, went back to the original plan. Got a bit more than half the forms in place before quitting time. The Lapidus’ once again offered the gracious hospitality of their table for dinner, which was deliciously accepted.

14 April 2010

28° when I arose… but it was a dry cold, so quite pleasant. Josh LaFlam was here all day helping to dig out shed footer trenches. Tammy arrived at noon with her Kubota loader / backhoe. In 15 minutes she finished digging out the second half of the shallow footer trenches that Josh and I had been working on by hand all morning. Tammy then tackled the two deep holes needed for the Big Foot footers that will prevent the north end of the shed from being affected by frost heaving. She uncovered and removed a half-dozen Leicester nuggets of the half-ton size. Needless to say, if Josh and I had attempted to dig those holes by hand, we’d still be at it come Christmas... 2011! Having Tammy do that work was one of the smartest moves I’ve EVER made! Further evidence (are you listening, beloved wife?) of why I NEED my own loader / backhoe. On her truck Tammy had the mechanical tamper that I was going to rent tomorrow to pack down the footer trenches, which she let me borrow to do that job. The first black flies of the season made their appearance, but were not bothersome. Built and began the placement ritual for the south end footer form. “Placement ritual?”, you ask. Remember the ledge that Bob LaPorte uncovered when the shed cellar hole was dug? Well, the footer form had to fit around a piece of that ledge. Obviously, we had to recite the proper imprecations as part of the placing of that form, hence the ritual. After skipping lunch, a steak, slightly seared over the fire pit, went down real easy, helped by some Standing Stone Winery vin rosé. Afterwards, somehow forgot to call younger son to wish him a happy 27th birthday. Me one bad Dad!!!! L!!!!

13 April 2010

Ran some errands in Middlebury in the morning. Cleaned out the RV stove vent fan. Found out why Delores is using so much propane for heating… ALL of the RV’s insulation was packed, and I do mean PACKED, into the vent fan housing. Captured one mouse during the clean out process (who now resides at the Silver Lake parking area) but saw at least one other escape my evil shop vac. Alverta came down for lunch and to help with surveying the shed layout. Marty Lapidus was having his Jelly Bean Place driveway sign replaced, so wandered over to see if the woman doing the work (Tammy Walsh from Goshen Mountain Landscaping) did cement masonry work. (I already knew from Marty that she specializes in dry-laid stone work.) In the course of our chat, while she was NOT enjoying digging the post hole by hand, I mentioned that tomorrow I faced the task of digging two 6 foot deep footer holes in the same soil. “Would you like me to bring over my backhoe tomorrow to dig those holes”, she asked. After exactly one heartbeat, I answered in the affirmative. Late afternoon, Alverta drove me up to Junction Auto to retrieve the Ford Ranger. Bill was $500 more than I was hoping for… Ouch! And that didn’t include $600 of needed body work that got deferred to another day.

12 April 2010

A fairly easy 9 hour trip up from Virginia (almost exactly to the minute… but that would be a former-Type A driving). Would have been at least a half hour faster but for an accident (in the SOUTHBOUND lanes!!!!) that caused four miles of stop and go, followed by another two mile backup due to construction, both events in the Philadelphia area. There are 44 stoplights along the 24 mile stretch of US 206 that I use as a shortcut between I-95 and I-287. (Counting stoplights? I think somebody needs to get a life!) Delores started right up on the first turn of the key! Took her over to Lynne’s to refill water tanks. Mice had nibbled some more on the remaining pot scraper while I was away...

2 April 2010

An uneventful 9 ¾ hour trip back to Virginia, which left Chree unable to either walk or sit down. She looks quite statuesque, propped up there in the garage. Next time, she says, we’re taking two days for the trip, going via Connecticut both ways…

1 April 2010

A cloudy / foggy morning that slowly cleared into a glorious day… until the mosquitoes came out. Don’t they know they’re supposed to wait ‘till the end of May?!?! Discovered the coffee maker had quit after brewing only one cup of joe… hardly sufficient for those of us recovering from a day of rebar cutting and bending. Investigation showed that four electrical outlets were suddenly inoperative… and that electric line runs right through the area where THE Mouse (or mice) had been feasting all winter. Potentially BIG trouble! After breakfast, used the van to jump-start the Ford Ranger… which immediately revved up to 5,000 rpms (above the red line on the tachometer). Needless to say, engine shut down followed engine ignition within nanoseconds. Looked under the hood to see if the accelerator cable was somehow stuck or something else obviously was amiss. Boy can they cram a lot of “stuff” under a vehicle’s hood these days. Wish I recognized more than six of the items. Guess they must have stopped making accelerator cables in 1968. Only thing I could deduce is that the Ranger caught the runaway acceleration disease from being hooked up to our Toyota. Called Leicester Service Center, who promptly dispatched Jim Currie’s son to our locale. He said the truck needed to be towed to a shop with electronic ignition diagnostic equipment. Can you spell “mega-bucks”? However, Jim’s son did jump start the RV again. I somehow neglected to mention, while he was doing his battery booster-pack magic, that when showing him where the RV batteries are located I discovered that I HAD disconnected the coach batteries last fall and the reason they weren’t working was because they were STILL disconnected. No bigger April Fool than yours truly. As soon as the RV started the hydraulic system fault alarm went off. Grrr!!!! Only cure (because Chree was shouting, as she and the dogs exited stage right, “Don’t turn off the engine!!!!”) was to retract the slide-out and raise the leveling jacks, the later action causing Delores to lean over a few degrees. Unfortunately, Chree had Lynne’s birthday cake in the oven while all this was going on. Even though Chree rotated the pan every 15 minutes, the cake ended up quite lopsided. Junction Auto Center sent their tow truck down to get the Ranger. The list of repair items for the Ranger numbered 14 by the time we got to the shop… whose manager was positively beaming as we went over the list together. He was mumbling something about Christmas in April… Meanwhile, back at the RV, when Chree tried to dry her hair after showering, she found the GFI outlet in the bathroom tripped . Resetting the GFI outlet restored the coffee maker to operation. (Don’t you just love the magic of modern electricity?) Sometime today the back to my cell phone fell off and went missing again! Alverta and Lynne came over for a delicious dinner that Chree concocted… and a birthday cake that definitely was in keeping with the Delores mystique. Only needed a cigarette to be perfect. While cleaning up after dinner, pulled down the grease filter from the stove vent fan to see why the fan wouldn’t operate. The reason was a king-sized mouse nest… or maybe more like a mice condo... made out of Kleenex. To be dealt with later…