Last fall, as you might remember, the pole building went up before the snow started flying. Between Ben and I we got the cars stashed and tarps up over the doorways and this held all-winter. Fast-forward to this summer and all the doors are in, the cement floor is poured, the aprons are finished and three dump trucks full of gravel were brought in and spread over 2500 sq ft of geotextile fabric to help with drainage, minimize gravel loss and block weeds. The gutters and downspouts are now on, front and rear. And this week I foam-sealed the corrugations along the bottom blocking dirt and bugs from entering. I think I can officially say that building is finished.
As soon
as spring broke I could be found in the cherry picker staining the east side of
the lodge. Thankfully I had enough drive from spring fever to do the job
because I doubt I'd have the initiative to paint the entire side of the lodge
by myself when the days are 90F. Since the other three sides and trim were done
in the fall, that should hold things for a few years.
CS3 work on those last-winter days |
Another
interesting maintenance project was pulling up the dining room floor and
packing in more sand around the drain swale. This involved removing each floor
plank, piece by piece, and then trying to pack in sand that was "level enough"
but not over-proud, then trying to reassemble the entire affair. (Update: As of
24 hrs ago the water softener flooded the dining rm while we were at work and
swelled all the plank seams. Great.)
A real
bear, but something that had to be done, was to fix the fascia situation on the
lodge. You see, when I finished the roof those years ago, the fascia trim was
custom bent locally out of aluminum, so each section had a max length of 8
feet. These created a see-saw effect with lots of overlaps and they were just a
touch short width wise. The bigger problem was that airflow could get up under
those fascias and blow into the lodge. On extremely windy days, the crepe paper
light fixture over the stairs would move around and you could hear the airflow
screaming past. 99% of the time it wasn’t a problem, but the 1% let you know
you had air coming in. The front fascias were also starting to darken from
water running off the front roof and _under_! the fascia trim. Not good, as how
much of it was running behind the fascia boards and soaking the soffits? So,
all the trim (120'+) came off and was scrapped. The fascia boards were scrubbed
and painted (all nice and solid) and bituthene tape was used to seal the
top of the boards to the roof deck, which meant getting up underneath the
shingles all the way around. Invariably, nails had to be pulled, the surface
cleaned so the tape would stick and holes sealed. A grand time. In advance, I
took roof profiles and had Menards custom trim service make up lengths of
fascia trim (up to 12' for fewer seams) with just a little more projection to
protect the tops of the boards. I'm just glad that job is done.
At
roughly the same time, I had some brown trim made up for The Annex and this was
slipped underneath the metal roof on the rear of the structure, although I had
to pop each roof panel off and back out screws to get it into place. While it
was the rainy season, at least it could be done in a day.Painted Fascias with New Trim |
Of course the Pumphouse was starting to show it's age, or at least the paint was, so a Saturday was spent scrubbing the siding and repainting the works in oil solid stain. And shortly before that, it was discovered the rubber roof had pulled away from the metal edges and had allowed water to start to rot out the rear fascia board. Luckily it was caught in time and the roof deck was just fine (this is why plywood is nice for smaller projects). Another day spent peeling back the rubber, scrubbing, and gluing the works down with a paint roller seems to have fixed matters. I also used window sealing tape along the rear edge to divert water over the trim should the rubber come loose in the future.
But it hasn't been all work, there's also been lots of travel. In February, when it was still cold and snowy in Iowa, we broke away to Disney World in Orlando and even dropped in on the parents for a day. The sun and warmth did us some good, though 24 months between visits might be a little too frequent for Disney. A month later Ben and I found ourselves pointing the Suburban for Boston to rescue a one-of, well, one, 1963 Radarange. While there are other ‘Marks’ out there, I can't imagine many turquoise paneled ones were built, let alone, survived. The fact that there’s no data plate and no serial number makes me wonder if this was pre-production.
Cruising out East |
Mendelson's of Dayton |
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