...continued.: Sol & Phil struggled through 4 days of sub-zero nights and single figure days (Celsius here folks) that were drizzly, cold and gray. It was so miserable that Phil named the shouse "Mawson's Hut" after that odd fella who ate the dog livers. He had to go back North to warmer climes the following week, so Sol came back to help get the poles and rafters up.
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sticks in the wet |
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another late finish |
Jul-October 2010: The Weather!! There's this Irish bloke called Murphy and he's reputed to be a regular owner builder companion. I reckon we've got his whole bloody clan helping out. After 4 dry winters this one decided to be wet, wet and wetter. July was near double average rainfall, August the wettest in 25 years, September double average again and it capped off with snow in October (which was also well above average falls)! The local farmers are loving it but it hasn't helped us at all. Oh well, at least the dam is full to the brim. Patience is a valuable virtue in such moments. ;)
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the view from Mawson's Hut in October |
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hard to build when your stocks look like this |
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our own little Mt Fuji |
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waterfall into dam |
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we be looking out for leprechauns now |
Aug 2010: I'd had a crane organised to lift the rafters in place but had to keep bumping them out a few days at a time as we rapidly fell behind schedule in the wild weather. Further, the work site was getting boggier and boggier and I was pretty sure that we'd bog a crane if we tried getting it in. We'd already spent half a day extracting the semi that delivered the purlins and didn't want to go through that again! It had taken the 4WD and 2 tractors to get back up the hill.
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...mmmmmm, nuff said... |
After the first great washout, we decided to get on top of the site drainage and got the backhoe magician Warren back for a bit of digging. He scraped the Southern edge of the cut and dug a trench for the slotted ag-pipe (donkey's dick to those in the trade). We covered it all up with several metres of 40mm crushed rock and now had an all-seasons workspace.
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can't drive on that! |
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ahhh, drainage |
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magician at work...who needs ramps |
While he was onsite, Warren tested lifting the rafters (all 13.5m long) with the backhoe and we decided it would be cheaper and easier than a crane and dogger. Well, cheaper anyway! So we got him back a few days later to lift the remaining poles into place and then fly the rafters on top. All went surprisingly well and, at the end of the day, we had all poles bolted in and rafters on top with not even a scratch between us. Nice work Sol & Warren.
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on the job |
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working through more rain |
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steel is flown |
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ready to make roof framing |
Aug / Sept 2010: Purlins and blocking came next. Due to a shortage of available labour, I lifted most of these up by myself. At 290 x 45, the longer 9.5m sticks were a test of my back, arms and brain to get in the air without assistance. However, careful thought and perseverance won the day.
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first few sticks up |
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and then a few more |
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ditto |
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more again |
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ditto |
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getting there |
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what a curve? |
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slowly does it |
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notice any wet slab theme going on here? |
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joy... |
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she's gonna look ace |
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ok, she does look ace |
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lotsa safetys working on my own |
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one end at a time |
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...and then walk it up the ladder under cantilever...so easy! |
Sept 2010: Brother-in-law, Whitey spent a week helping trim and block out, then another bro-in-law, Jon spent a few more days on blocking. Unfortunately, many of the purlins had warped and sagged in the inclement weather so this was a sore test of patience. It took me a further few weeks to get it all straight(ish) enough. Several weeks of contract work back in town just added to the delay but did provide a few welcome bucks to the dwindling kitty.
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Whitey on the case |
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first blocks |
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i like this shot |
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bit by bit |
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block by block |
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looking sharp |
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one row to go |
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J, D n K last row of blocks. Finn and Huon 'helping out' |
Next: Fascias and how to cut curves in 45mm thick LVL...coming soon
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