Today The Wandering Monk and I began repairing and preparing to paint the gable end on the north side of Ye Olde Wreck.
It’s worse than it looks in that rather sunshiny photo.
For instance, the soffit boards … aren’t boards. Those drunken geniuses Jim Beam and Jack Daniel used fiberboard. In the wettest climate in the continental U.S. Fiberboard.
Also, there was so much tar on the first two courses of shingles (from an old flat roofed addition, now gone) that we concluded it was more efficient to rip off and replace the affected wood than to attempt to remove the goo. I experimented with Goof-Off, kerosene, and scraping before making that decision; with the best solvents and max elbow grease, tar removal would have taken hours and not been entirely successful.
But we had good ground to stand on for doing all this teardown.
The Monk built this in an hour with $50 of 2x4s and an old sheet of 1/2-inch plywood. I don’t know why we ever bothered with that nightmare of a Home Depot scaffolding order.
The Monk’s scaffolding doesn’t look like much, but its so sturdy (after a few more bracings than you see in the above pic) both of us were able to stand on it at the same time. I shredded old shingles while he tore down trim and soffits. Then vice versa.
I hadn’t planned to do any of the elevated work, but his platform is so stable I’m totally comfortable being on it. I’ll end up doing more of this and the next stage of the summer projects than I’d anticipated.
The Monk left early today to go help an old lady with an emergency while I stayed outside painting the new trim and soffit boards (which actually are board, this time). Now everything will be ready for him to nail or screw in tomorrow.
It was a perfect day for working outside. But boy, that extra couple of hours of painting left me with an aching back. I’m tired and tomorrow will be longer. But today was another good day.