The Wall Saga: Addendum
The Wall Saga, addendum: Giggles the skid steer and a few last details. The end of the Great Wall of Purgatory.
The Wall Saga, addendum: Giggles the skid steer and a few last details. The end of the Great Wall of Purgatory.
The Wall Saga: the finishing touches go on, just in time for the winter rains.
The Wall Saga: the blocks go in, one by one, while I’m stuck in bed with a cold.
The Wall Saga: unloading 96 concrete blocks, eight truckloads’ worth.
The Wall Saga: why getting our addresses fixed in Apple and Google Maps mattered so much for the big trucks.
The Wall Saga: an annotated video of the epic concrete pumping.
The Wall Saga: pumping day, with four trucks of concrete to fill the forms.
The Wall Saga: building the forms for the footer, while block deliveries trickle in.
The Wall Saga: 6’x6’x2′ blocks from Granite Rock, 18-wheelers on our inclines and a contractor whose project management was lacking.
The Wall Saga: four excavators, telehandlers and the first block deliveries.
The Wall Saga: trench warfare against the pocket gophers, plus a walk through the great trench.
The Wall Saga: trimming, ramping and cutting into the hillside, and an engineering firm that falls behind.
The Wall Saga: old fill pipes, pilings and other finds once the deck and concrete were gone.
The Wall Saga: taking down the Doc’s flagpole, which, he assured us, had always been crooked.
The Wall Saga: what to do with the Doc’s railroad ties, a buck apiece, 900 of them.
The Wall Saga: Agent Smith Sr. at the helm of the excavator, removing pavers from the pool deck.
The Wall Saga: breaking out concrete slabs and shifting a couple of tons of river rock.
Making better use of the small space next to the kitchen sink with a wall-mounted dish rack and some new tile.
Getting the debris and fallen insulation cleared out of the crawlspace under the house.
The Wall Saga: demolishing the rotting wooden deck and wall along the south edge of the pool.
The Wall Saga begins: removing the old railroad-tie wall and the trees in its way.
Our entire perimeter is now properly fenced, thanks to a fencing guy our nearest neighbor recommended.
Cleaning the tarnished brass treasures from the stables with a bath of ketchup. The results are pretty awesome.
A driveway repaving project becomes a replace-the-main-water-line project, and I’m on day two without water.
The dry rot is fixed, and we’re no longer in danger of a large section of the house falling down.
My grandmother’s old kitchen table and chairs, finally refinished and in our kitchen.
Time-lapse videos of the south wall from the great wall project.
