31 August 2015
After the morning bike
ride with Marty, did errands to / from / in Burlington all day. Delivered the radon tester to the Vermont
Department of Environmental Conservation.
Lunch with Alverta at Splash, a restaurant on the Burlington waterfront
whose ambiance was quite pleasant and whose sweet potato fries were addictive.
Met with Dennis Senesac at his office in Vergennes to talk about various
plumbing issues… and pay my bill. Dennis
also performed an on-the-spot analysis of our well water, confirming what
Spafford’s told me: 12 grains of hardness (or 205 ppm, if you prefer) which
definitely will need to be softened, no iron, and a pH of 7.3. For some reason I’m not hungry for dinner
tonight…
30 August 2015
Little longer, with a very
steep uphill in the middle, bike ride with Marty, then finished cutting out
most of the rest of the sauna duck board pieces. Don’t tell Ian, but I really would have liked
a table saw in the shop for this project.
Attended the annual Lake Dunmore / Fern Lake Association picnic at Camp
Songadeewin in the late afternoon / early evening, where I had a nice chat with
Nancy Conklin Malcolm Kelsey, with whom I went to Burlington High School, and
whose son, Jed is the owner of Salamander Construction, one of the builders who
Chree and I interviewed before selecting Goose Creek. Welcome to the world of small-town Vermont!
29 August 2015
If there’s one thing I
know how to do well, it’s make sawdust, which is what I did all day while
turning rough-cut hemlock into what will be the pieces for the sauna duck
boards. (Technical note: duck boards are
used to make a floor in wet locations.
They are made from narrow pieces of wood, blind fastened to cross
members with gaps between each piece so that water can drain. Duck boards are
put together in removable sections so that the area underneath them can be
cleaned as needed. The sections sit on top
of the floor joists, forming a floor.)
28 August 2015
After the morning ride
to Kampersville and back with Marty, spent the rest of the time before lunch
installing the battens on the south end of the woodshed. With that done, the woodshed now is
officially complete… absent 3 more cords of cut, split, and stacked
firewood. How much did the woodshed cost
to construct? $29,906.84, give or take a penny or two, and not including
volunteer labor (Steve Osmer is still having rebar tying nightmares…) or my own
efforts. Just to keep the record
straight, that cost was only 149.53% of the original budget. Did errands in Middlebury after dining,
including retrieving the planer blades from Ed Miner. Took two hours to reinstall those blades and
adjust them properly. Took the planer
for a test spin afterwards and the boards it produces may not be quite as
smooth as a baby’s bum, but there’re pretty darn close. After de-dusting in the lake (which now is
14″ below the top of the dock and 79° of heaven), took the first wine bottle
bag fire starter down to Marty & Merry’s in return for some heavenly
salmon, other delightful comestibles, and enjoyable company (as always!).
27 August 2015
Just as Marty and I
were ready to depart on our (regular?) morning bike ride, the Goodro Lumber
truck arrived to take away materials leftover from the shingling extravaganza.
Marty and I did the 10 mile loop up to Kampersville and back, again without
mishap, though I discovered some sore buns when first getting seated. As soon as I got changed into work clothes
after returning to Fern Lake, Jeffrey Many arrived to adjust one of the house
garage doors that was not latching properly.
Right after Jeff left I went down to Marty’s to help him install a new
radar detector in his car, the directions for which were somewhat less than
clear. Back up the hill after that job
and Sean arrived, bringing me his not-small bill for the shingling work. We did a final walk-through / project review
until the geese return in late November. He says that Ashley (his wife), having
seen the blog pictures of our house, now wants cedar shingles on her
house. Sonny and Ian are probably beside
themselves… racing to Quebec to either seek insane asylum or burn down the Maibec shingle production plant. In between all the comings and goings, I
hyper-chlorinated Delores’ water system again, which, judging from the effluent
that emerged afterwards, was sorely needed. Then it was lunch time! After slurping down some calories, got to
work moving all of the rough-cut hemlock boards from the woodshed down to the
shop, ready for a trip through the planer.
Found a huge carpenter ant nest and thousands of dead ants in amongst
the boards. The good news is that the
bi-monthly Orkin treatments seem to be working.
The bad news…
26 August 2015
Marty and I went for
our second bike ride of the year together… an easy 10 miles down to the Neshobe
Golf Course and back. No adverse
physical effects from that exercise and, more importantly, Marty did NOT
crash! Spent the rest of the day moving
all the tools and other shi workshop materials out of the top level of
the woodshed and down to the house basement, where I set up a temporary
workbench and storage area under the stairs.
Cozy, but needs some lights and throw pillows… At 6 o’clock the UPS driver brought me 1,000
brown paper bags of the size that they put your wine bottle in at the ABC
Store. Why, you ask, do I need 1,000
wine-bottle sized paper bags? Because,
filled with the shaving from the wood planer, they will make excellent fire
starters… or, at least, that’s my theory.
Amazingly, I ordered those bags yesterday at 3 pm and they were shipped
from Briengsville, PA… that’s what you call prompt customer service!
25 August 2015
Errands in Brandon and
catching up on paperwork for most of the day.
Went on a cooking frenzy from mid-afternoon onwards to prepare dinner
for Marty & Merry. Another fun
evening of good eats and great company.
24 August 2015
Arrived back in
Brandon mid-morning (via a short stay with Chree at Alex’s & Katy’s new
mansion in Lincoln, MA) to find that Delores was all set to go. No gas tank leak found and all the other
ordered repairs were complete – for a whopping $130. At noon, Marty & Merry (on their way to
an auction) dropped me off in Brandon to retrieve the Tacoma. Spent the afternoon getting Delores squared
away, discovering that my planer is in need of some serious sharpening, realigning
my radial arm saw, and getting reacquainted with the cool of the pool, aka Fern
Lake.
18 August 2015
Arose before dawn to
get Delores ready for her week in the shop, where she’s to have some old age
related aches and pains made all better.
Plus it’s time for her annual physical (Vermont State Inspection). Just after Sonny and Ian arrived at 7,
Delores and I trundled down to Green Mountain Garage in Brandon, where we found
that Mike, ace mechanic and RV guru, has recently retired. Rats!!!!
Marty picked me up there and took me back to Fern Lake, where I bid au
revoir to the shingling geese and headed south in the fully-loaded Tacoma. Sonny called mid-afternoon to say that the
house shingling would be done by the end of work today… as presciently
predicted by the Fern Lake Oracle (see the blog posting for 14 July). Even though I had to take a somewhat
circuitous route between Baltimore and Washington to avoid several accidents
and rush hour congestion, made it back to Springfield in nine hours. Chree greeted me with a glass of JW Double
Black. That would be one of the reasons we’ve
been married for 43 years!
17 August 2015
For some reason I
slept until almost 7 this morning… Sonny
and Ian arrived somewhat later and continued shingling. They got the east side of the sun room done
by noon, then continued work on the north side of the house. I unloaded the Kubota, reinstalled the
backhoe and loader bucket, then gave him a bath, preparatory to doing some
overdue preventative maintenance. While
lubricating various appendages, found a frozen grease fitting which took no
time at all to remove and f∙o∙r∙e∙v∙e∙r to replace. But Mr. Perseverance here got it done…
eventually. Sorted shingles for awhile
when the geese threatened to run out.
Started a fire mid-morning that burned all day consuming all the
detritus that had accumulated from log-splitting on Saturday. Packed up the Tacoma for tomorrow’s voyage
south. Emptied and shut down the RV
refrigerator, taking the few remaining perishables over to Kate’s. At sunset, had to go back in the lake a
second time to cool down. Lake
temperature still 80° and the water level now is 12″ below the top of the dock.
15 August 2015
In completing my
morning constitutional, realized that Delores was full, as in F∙O∙S… and could
not last any longer unless I wanted to stop eating. So bit the bullet and gave her a bath, which,
with a 3″ x 4″ kitchen sponge took awhile… she is a BIG girl! Wanted her to look her best (which I’m sure
she appreciated) next to all those fancy RV’s at Kampersville. Why, you ask, didn’t I dump Delores’ tanks
into our new septic system? Because
there aren’t any P-traps between our septic tanks and the house (toilets have a
built-in P-trap), so all that sewer gas would have ended up making the house
not such a pleasant place to work. Also
took a truckload of recycling down to the Leicester transfer station. What an exciting Saturday morning! Working from the theory that, if you want to
enjoy food cooked over a campfire, then you need a supply of campfire wood, I
spent the afternoon (until a thunderstorm came rolling through at 3:30)
cutting, splitting, and stacking the long dead spruce and fir that came from
opening up the driveway and woodshed site.
A lot of that wood has been “drying” since 2010… and now is completely rotten. Guess I should have spit it sooner…
14 August 2015
Sonny and Ian arrived
promptly at 7, with Sean just a couple of minutes behind. It took Sean
approximately 32.4 seconds to install the Anderson window screen tracks that
had so befuddled the three stooges yesterday afternoon. OF COURSE that’s how they go in! Duhhhhh!!!!
By late morning we had the door and the exterior trim installed, so
while Sonny and Ian enjoyed a bucolic luncheon, I quickly painted the trim
(plus a portion of the east wall frieze board that I somehow missed doing the
other day). Then, during my own lunch, I
ran the well water at full pressure, drawing samples at the 5, 15, 30, and 60
minute marks. At the end of the day all
four samples looked the same – clear and bright. Go figure!
So I dumped all the yucky drinking water in my gallon jugs and refilled
them and Delores’ water tanks with the good stuff. Sonny and Ian put shingles on the east wall
of the sun room all afternoon, getting about half that area done. I installed the French door hardware (which
is absolutely gorgeous!) and sorted shingles as needed. In the evening, while Marty and Merry were
out carousing, I dog sat for Shadow, who is visiting Chez Lapidus for a couple
of weeks while Heather and family are on vacation.
13 August 2015
Sonny and Ian finally
arrived at 7:20, obviously still recovering from their two-day vacation at
Sean’s house. They spent the morning
putting more shingles on the house north wall.
I spent the morning (and early part of the afternoon) fabricating and
installing the KOMA® blocks for the three exterior electrical
outlets and the patio hose bib. The
Goodro’s truck came at 8 bearing the new Anderson 400 Series 54611 Frenchwood
patio door… which took every bit of all four of us to get off the truck and
into the sun room... that critter ain’t light. By lunch, the stapling duo was out of shingles
except for a case each of 4″ and 8″. In
the ideal world, we would have done the east wall of the sun room (where the
patio door is to be installed) before doing the north wall, thereby allowing us
to use perfect shingles around the door where they will be highly visible and to
use all the leftover less-than-perfect shingles on the north wall where nobody
but the propane delivery person will ever see them. So, now that we had the patio door and the
guys were running out of shingles, I decided to have them switch horses and
install the door. Even reading the
directions, we couldn’t figure out how the framework for the sliding screens is
to be attached to the rest of the door frame. Checking for a Utube video didn’t
yield any results… but did distract us from the approaching downpour until I
noticed the lake getting awfully damp… which sent Sonny and Ian scrambling to
get power tools back into the garage while I sheltered in Kate’s woodshed and
called Sean. Everyone agreed that
further time spent on the door this afternoon would be fruitless, so while the
guys loaded staging onto Ian’s trailer, I beat feet into Brandon for some last
minute grocery shopping. All was on
track for a 6 o’clock dinner when, at 5:15 while I was in the bathroom shaving
and just about to get in the shower, Tim Williams from Spafford’s showed up
unexpectedly. Threw on my bathrobe to
see what he was about. Asked Tim when I
would see their bill for installing the well pump and pressure tank and he
said, “Not until we (Spafford) are sure that you are getting good water into
the house.” LOVE that attitude! One conversational bit led to another until I
heard Marty & Merry’s front door close and saw them heading up the hill,
meaning it now was 6 o’clock (yikes!) and I was as unprepared as you can get to
receive dinner guests. In spite of the
inauspicious and very hectic start, dinner was great (shrimp cocktail,
spaghetti with my homemade sauce, garlic bread, walnut brownies, Ben &
Jerry’s, and a decent Willamette Valley Pinot Noir) and the company (as always)
was even better.
12 August 2015
A fairly decent day:
mostly mixed clouds and sun with the occasional very brief, very light rain
shower. So what did I do? Well, just because I could, I moved some of
the circuit breakers in the utility room electrical panel. One of these days some adult person is going
to lock that panel and then I’ll just go completely bonkers. They’ll probably
have to use a strait jacket... Vacuumed
the house, removing forty zillion (okay, so maybe it was only thirty-nine
zillion) dead bugs from the window sills. I sorted shingles for awhile… good
for killing brain cells, as the person at Ace Paints in Burlington told me on
Monday that the Cabot stain on our shingles is highly toxic. Should I tell Sonny and Ian? Oh, oh, Trouble with a capital T: Sonny reads
the blog. Maybe the radon will do them
in first?!?! Moved some dirt around with
the Kubota to smooth out the path between our camp fire site and Kate’s house.
Part of that path was majorly discombobulated when the septic force main was
put in. Sorted out all the paperwork
that has been accumulating, waiting for a rainy day. As you may have surmised, there’s never a
dull moment here at the old lake of ferns!
11 August 2015
Started raining just
after 7 (as forecast), so the geese stayed away today (nice alliteration, huh?)
to work on renovations at Sean’s house.
Worked most of the day in Delores’ warm and dry confines figuring out
the materials needed for wiring the house.
Bottom line: a lot! Fortunately,
Chree and I used to be incompatible – she had income and I was pat-able. Jimmy Ploof stopped by at 10 to collect his
skid-steer and give me a bill for recent endeavors. It’s a good thing that I’m still VERY
pat-able. A great day for cooking (and
eating!) so, after lunch, I made a fabulous spaghetti sauce. Rain stopped mid-afternoon. Marty, Graham, and Gabby came up for a
tour. Sean called at 4:30 to say that
he’s keeping my favorite geese at his place for tomorrow, too.
10 August 2015
Before Sonny and Ian
arrived, I took paintbrush and roller in hand to quickly paint the trim around
the four windows on the north wall. Also
discovered that the east-facing study window trim was only partially painted
(the quality control inspector obviously was totally asleep when that trim was
done last week) so corrected that little oopsie, The Staples Brothers continued shingling the
north house wall, getting 8 courses done today, which equates to just over 1½
squares, a new record. Well done! I spent the rest of the morning completely
finishing painting the exterior trim of the sauna. Also well done! At noon I drew water samples from the utility
room spigot (and also from Kate’s kitchen sink) for delivery to the Vermont
Department of Health Laboratory in Burlington.
When the lady at the lab opened the sample from our well she looked
aghast at the brown color. I explained
that it tastes okay and hasn’t killed me yet. She wasn’t impressed… The test
strip I got via the Internet says we have 3 grains of hardness, not the 12
grains that Spafford’s reported. Can’t
wait to hear what the lab says… Did
other errands up t’ the big city, visited for an hour with Alverta, and
attended a contentious meeting of the Association Executive Board for the
condominium we own up thataway. A Big
Mac and McD’s fries for dinner; I think I’m in heaven!
9 August 2015
Went into Brandon to
obtain enough clean clothes to last until the forthcoming trip to the Virginia
house of suds. Oh, yeah, and I was low
on ice cream. Once back at Fern Lake, I
super-chlorinated Delores’ fresh water tanks and piping system. Let that solution sit all afternoon and you
do not want to know what emerged from the faucets afterwards. Spent the afternoon sanding the remaining
window trim on the house, then sanding and caulking the trim on the sauna
building. That done, took some Kingsley corn down to Marty & Merry, who had
me in for a beer… a root beer.
Went down real easy too! Then I
completed the after-work cool down / clean up in the usual fashion.
8 August 2015
Spent most of the
morning tweaking the Electrical Plan and then installing / moving circuit
breakers in the utility room panel to match.
One of these days (hopefully before we move in), I’ll finish making
changes to where the electrons are going to go.
James arrived at 1 to move fill with the skid-steer from Mount Ploof to
the house north side. Then he used the Yanmar to grade the slope and hide a
large hole (formerly used as a slurry pit during the well drilling) now full of
stumps. The result is a semi-level area
near the house for erecting staging, a slope that will be easily mowed, and a
level area at the bottom of the slope perfect for the Kubota to traverse and
for placing the emergency generator and propane tank. He also widened and leveled the area below
the car turnaround area retaining wall, which will make taking the Kubota
through there much easier. James had to
leave for another job at 4:30 without quite moving all the fill required, so I
expect to see his smiling face again soon.
After burning two wheelbarrow-loads of shingling debris, donated a
wheelbarrow-load of rocks to Kate for use in edging her flower garden.
7 August 2015
Sonny and Ian made
short work of the what remained to be done on the sun room south wall, then
transitioned to the north wall, getting three complete courses of shingles onto
that 46 foot span. Ben Rochon, a Goose
Creek carpenter who worked for 8 years as a metal fabricator for Dock Doctors
in Ferrisburg, arrived about 8 with his “suitcase welder”. Literally the size of a carry-on bag, that
machine allows Ben to weld just about anything, anywhere he can reach with an
extension cord. Ben welded the two steel
beam support posts’ top
plates to the beam, ensuring that they will stay in place even if a wild party
in the living room gets out of hand.
(Actually, though rare, Vermont does experience earthquakes and relying
on four ¼″ bolts to keep each post in place when things are a shakin’ is just
asking for trouble.) After Ben left, I
spent the day sorting by size the 12 boxes of “reject” shingles that had
accumulated during the east side and sun room south wall shingling
extravaganza. On those, most visible,
walls, I insisted that only perfect shingles be applied. Sonny and Ian were ruthless in rejecting any
with even a slight imperfection.
However, except for the propane delivery person, nobody is ever likely
to see the house north wall, which is where all the “rejects” are going (except
for a box or so of really bad shingles, which we used for the starter course, completely
buried under the bottom course.) Just
before noon, Dennis Senesac stopped by to view the plumbing work that Steve Poplawski
did week before last and to eyeball the potential main power cable / half bath
toilet drain conflict. I had questioned
the position of a supply line valve Steve put in and Dennis verified that that
valve would have to be removed. On a
positive note, Dennis said the power line was not in the way of where
the toilet drain will go. So the duel at
dawn has been called off. Just at
beer-thirty, James pulled in with the Ploof’s Yanmar mini-excavator, getting
ready for tomorrow’s earthmoving endeavors.
6 August 2015
Soon after their
arrival, Sonny and Ian manufactured and installed the final frieze board for
the porch. They then moved on to
shingling the south wall of the sun room, nearly completing that job by day’s
end. Glen Peck (Master Electrician) and Holden
Yildirim (summer helper who is studying at Perdue University to become an
Electrical Engineer) arrived just before 8. In a fast and furious two hours, we
renewed power to the sauna and waterfront plus wired two 3-way switches (one in
the sun room and one in the shop) to control the wood walkway lights. Just after Glen and Holden rushed off to a
meeting in Middlebury, I remembered that they also were supposed to hook the
house ground (the 20′ piece of rebar that Larry Kaufmann placed in the
foundation concrete) to the utility room panel during this visit. After a quick voicemail to Glen, Holden
returned and we accomplished that additional task. While Sonny and Ian enjoyed a leisurely noon
repast and siesta, I quickly finished sanding the south sun room window trim
and applied a coat of paint. Then I spent the rest of the day cursing
fluently painting the east wall frieze board and all the trim on the
porch. Painting trim after the shingles
are on is just no fun at all. I’ve asked
Sonny to insist that I do the painting before he starts stapling… to which he
replies that, if I didn’t spend so much time playing electrician, maybe the
painting would get done on time. But
doing electrical wiring is so much more fun!
5 August 2015
Sonny and Ian arrived
somewhat after 7… Do I sense a waning
enthusiasm for house shingling? They
continued with the porch, and would have had it completely done if, with the frieze
board over the front entry door just about to go on, I decided that two courses
of shingles over the door was way too busy. Looked like bricks or, worse, dreaded subway
tile! So, I had Sonny and Ian take off
all those shingles and start over with just one course. When all was said and done (and a lot was
said), we agreed that that area looked much better after the change. I came up
the idea of using the leftover piece of KOMA® corner board to bridge
horizontally across the porch ceiling in line with the two vertical corner
boards, tying them together visually. Sonny had the idea of adding a small
piece of KOMA® to the backside of that horizontal piece to make it
look like a beam. Then Ian came up with the capital idea of transitioning the
porch frieze boards around to the east wall of the house in the form of a fake
capital on the top of each corner board. So, when you’re wondering who to
praise for a fabulous looking entry into the house, the answer is: it was a
team effort! Sean stopped by for an hour
in the morning to review progress and talk schedule.
4 August 2015
Ian and Sonny finished
shingling the house east wall, then moved on to the porch, which has some
special challenges because the ceiling over that area is not (damn designer!)
at the same height as any other part of the house structure, e.g., the soffits
or the window / door tops. Jimmy, James,
and I continued with the retaining wall on the south end of the house. Early in that project, Jimmy had to leave for
awhile. James and I attempted to set the
northern-most capstone for over an hour… with no success. Jimmy returned and, in another hour, set ALL
of the capstones. The difference between
many, many and just a few years experience building stone retaining walls. That wall ended up being 10 feet tall at the
high point, is almost vertical, and 34 feet long… which will make a fabulous
climbing challenge for kids, grandkids, and old folks too stupid to know
better. After lunch, while James used
the skid-steer to move his namesake mountain of fill dirt over to the north
side of the house, Jimmy and I tackled the north-end retaining wall. By 5:30
that wall was built. Though again nicely vertical, that wall is only 6½ feet
tall and 16 feet long. Together, both
walls bookend the west side of the house in a very esthetically pleasing
manner. Score one for the designer!
3 August 2015
Sonny and Ian arrived shortly
after 7 and we three got right to work removing the two remaining staging
towers on the west side of the house.
Then the two geese went back to shingling the east side of the house,
which they nearly completed by day’s end.
Jimmy Ploof arrived just before 8, with James following an hour later.
Jimmy, James, and I put in the remaining few feet of the perimeter drains on
either end of the house, terminating both lines in the big stone wall. My job was to drill forty zillion holes in
the 4″ conduit caps, transforming them into mice- and other critter-proof drain
caps. Everyone admired (admittedly with
some eye rolling) the precise pattern of the drain cap holes. Luther Corcoran, one of the Goose Creek
foremen and ace installer of EPDM (ethylene propylene diene terpolymer – an extremely durable synthetic rubber roofing
membrane), came mid-morning to install said membrane on
the porch, rendering it totally waterproof, even if a tsunami were to
strike. Meanwhile, Team Ploof and I were
busy building the stone wall on the south end of the sun room. I wanted that wall to be nearly vertical (so
that the kids and grandkids would have a good climbing challenge), which is not
Jimmy’s usual style, so I stayed actively involved all day (translation: PITA?)
in picking and placing the rocks.
Mid-afternoon a pin fell out of the wrist for the bucket on Jimmy’s big
excavator, resulting a few minutes later in a hydraulic line shearing off. What a mess!
Fortunately, Jimmy had a whole other digging attachment back at his shop,
which is only 7 miles away. Parts soon
changed, but not before I was covered in grease and hydraulic oil up to my
elbows. Pulled out my cell phone to
check the time at 5:30 and had just time for a quick plunge in the lake to
clean up (and, yes, I had previously thoroughly washed the grease and oil off
with soap up in the RV) before heading down to Marty & Merry’s for much-needed
liquid refreshment, the first of Wayne Kingsley’s corn for this season, and
other delightful victuals… not to mention the always wonderful company.
2 August 2015
Went up to Burlington
for the morning to visit Alverta and test the limits on our credit cards at
Lowe’s. Couldn’t find any plain old ground fault interrupter (GFI) circuit
breakers, so ended up getting Square D QO Combination AFCI (arc-fault circuit
interrupter – which every electrician I’ve talked to say they hate) 20 amp plug
on neutral circuit breakers for the shop outlet circuits. I think they charge $3 a word for those
critters… and it looks like we’re going to need a total of 15 of them
beasts! Hold on to your wallets! Back at Fern Lake by noon. After lunch, got my daily workout by
disassembling all the staging on the south side of the garage and moving it by
hand over to the woodshed. Then used the
Kubota to bring all the spare staging up from the backyard. Both evolutions so that Jimmy Ploof will have
room to work tomorrow. Finished wiring
the shop planer circuit and one outlet on one of the shop circuits. When I turned on the circuit breaker my
tester showed two green lights – meaning that I correctly wired the new-fangled
AFCI plug on neutral circuit breaker and the outlet. Woo, hoo, who’s your daddy now? While drilling holes in ceiling joists for
the next electrical wiring run, am pretty sure I discovered that the main
electrical feed from the meter to the panel (a bundle of wires 2″ in diameter,
i.e., not easily moved) is under where the half bath toilet drain needs to
go. Suspect we’re going to have to solve
that conflict the old fashioned way: dueling pistols at dawn wielded by Dennis
and Glen. Sean and I will be the seconds…
The lake temperature is up to A-T, which is just about perfect. The lake level has fallen to 10½″ below the
top of the dock, undoubtedly due to all the milfoil the harvesting crew has
been removing.
1 August 2015
Forgot just how much
“fun” it is pulling electrical wire by yourself. Spent much of the morning getting 55 feet of
AWG 8-3 NMB wire from the wood planer outlet on the north wall of the shop over
to the utility room electrical panel.
Had even more “fun” trying to cram three very stiff #8 plus a ground
wire into the outlet box. Good thing I’m
strong like bull! Most of the afternoon
was spent revising the Electrical Plan (yet again) based on Thursday’s meeting
with Glen Peck. Once my brain and rear
end were dead, decided to do some more wiring, having forgotten the morning’s
pain already – the advantage of old age.
Ran AWG 10-2 NMB wire (marginally easier to work with than the 8-3) from
the electric panel over to where one of the shop 110v outlets will be. My radial arm saw will be a much happier
camper once that outlet is operational.
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