Long day. Long, soggy day. The Wandering Monk and I worked outside in a steady rain for five hours, but it was so very worth it. I now have a back deck — hooray!
First (yesterday), he removed the temp porch and steps that had served me very well, but served with extreme ugliness.
That revealed even more ugliness, which didn’t bode well.
For a change, we lucked out. Nearly all the rot and rubble was on the surface, not under the house. The Monk tore that stuff off, then managed to take just a hair over an hour to jack up the kitchen floor, slip in a 6×6 foundation beam and support posts, and drop the house back into position. I mentioned that in an earlier post, but it still amazes me.
Here he is (also yesterday) inspecting the work ahead. If he seems shorn, that’s because he is. He recently donated all his glorious long hair to charity.
Then today. Soggy. Oh my goodness, nothing but soggy — which we expected. As I blogged yesterday, I bribed The Monk to work in the rain. Part of the bribe was that I’d be out there with him the entire time, lifting and toting and measuring and getting at least as sodden as he. And boy, did we — both work and get saturated. Even wearing a Goretex coat and several layers under that, I was drenched clear through to my unmentionables, and I’m sure he was even worse off.
It was a June rain, though — vertical, not horizontal, and 60 degrees. So tolerable. We didn’t let it bother us until after lunch when the temperature dropped and the pelting increased.
By then we were well along, though.
It’s a modest deck, about 5′ x 12′, just right for a couple of friends to chat or a couple of animals bask in the sun. A simple deck, too. No railings or stairs or fancy details. Not a hint of cute.
But when you consider how far this corner of the house has come in five years and what a monstrosity used to occupy this spot of ground, it’s a blessing.
You can see in that photo and the final one (splatters on the camera lens, streaks of rain falling) how wet it was — and still is as I write this.
By the time we were done, all I could think about was a hot bath followed by dry clothes. Then of course Ava wanted a walk. In the rain.
But next week we’re expecting 70-degree sunshine and I plan to enjoy this for all its worth.
With the exception of a cedar trim strip, a couple of 2x6s, joist hangers, and the self-tapping screws The Monk insists on using (for good reason), all the materials were either salvaged or left over from last year’s projects. Which will make sitting out there even more relaxing.