Boatshed

This is serious timber. We are currently working out a strategy for installation: it may be as simple as asking for help….

I had to add an extra length of about two metres, hence the half-joint.

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Well – this is as close as I’ll ever get to a ‘selfie’, and better than posing in front of a recently-slaughtered elephant, or some such barbarity.

Sam and I felt that doors are important, and that is why we have marked the occasion. As you can see,  we didn’t have time to locate suits and ties.

Note the inherited and  cherished Hammer, which went walkabout and was subsequently recovered, amidst much celebration and giving of thanks (see posting: Japanese Kozuchi Hammer, March 26th, 2017).

 

 

 

I have been gradually shifting tools (some from Dad’s collection, some from mine)  into the boatshed.  To my eyes, they already look as though they belong.

Still to come:

two work-benches, and the eighteen and a half foot Skiff (unfinished).

Installed by Termite-Free Naturally

https://www.termitefreenaturally.com.au/

 

 

Waiting for something to happen….

This should do the job.

Those of you who have read The Lord of the Rings will no doubt remember Grond, the massive battering ram from Mordor used to destroy the (otherwise invincible) gates of Minas Tirith.

I built the double doors with Grond in mind. They are, as you might expect, made to last.

Sam and I set up the southern door on Saturday, and I must now work out how to fasten the hinges. I spent today adjusting this and that, measuring here and there, making unnessary calculations, and generally prevaricating.

Tomorrow – or the day after – I will hang the door.

 

It took a while, but the northern weatherboards are installed – and that is the end of weatherboards.

Dad was right: patience is the most aggressive virtue, although at times during this last year or so I have felt inclined to be less than patient, and therefore less than aggressively virtuous (or if you prefer, less than virtuously aggressive).

At any rate, the wall is completed. I will tackle the fascia board, and the adjustable shutter on the ventilation outlet, when I feel inspired.

Progress was hindered by a mother blackbird, who wove her nest in the branches of a sheoak growing at the eastern end of the wall. I chose to approach the wall from the western end, despite urgings from persons un-named to destroy the nest (since Australian blackbirds are considered to be pests). But as Sam observed (possibly recalling the wisdom of the Tibetan Lama in Kim): blackbirds are bound to the Wheel, just like us, and deserve their opportunity to acquire merit. And so be it – there are now four adorable nestlings acquiring merit under the protective wing of the northern wall.

My next task is to finish the cypress lining on the western side of the boatshed, where I plan to install one of two sturdy work-benches.

The double doors are on hold: they need to be clad and then hung – but my attitude to the making of double doors, as you may have noticed, is ambivalent – there is a degree of confidence, but it is quite modest.

We shall see what’s what when the time comes….