Thursday, April 11, 2019

Workshop Roof

This is what the broker means when they write 'Fix-up"
30 years of neglect and indifference. A chicken coop would get more attention.

'Un-Salvageable' was a word that commonly came up when talking about this garage.

There is no part of this garage that is not rotten.

And to make matters worse, the roof is built into another roof. So it's like one huge roof with a low pitch valley in the middle. As bad a design as you can build. It's what you would do if you want to capture rainwater in your garage.

Still, Oggy tore all the old asphalt paper off. I knew that was step 1. Step 2 was tear off all the rotten clapboards, but I skipped that step.

I left the rotten clapboards because the rafters are not any better to screw into than the clapboards. I started to think that the clapboards are all that are holding the garage together. And they gave me a place to stand while putting the OSB decking on.

The guy at the hardware store asked, "What is that thing sticking out that keeps catching the boards." I said it's a stove.

This is a ten dollar saddle on a five dollar horse.

This lasted only a few hours before a gust of wind tore off the top layer of asphalt paper. note to self: do roofing on calm, windless days in the winter. But the motto lately is, "Make hay while the sun shines." my vacation is over. maybe I go broke fixing up a house but will it be any different than going broke trying to drive to Baffin Island?
deadly scorpions keep Oggy on his toes.

a glamour shot

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