As you’ve probably noticed, Internet, we do a great deal of gardening. We start our own seedlings, dig in the dirt all summer, and have had various incarnations of coldframes, sunny windows, and crude greenhouses in the 30 years my wife and I have worked the grounds which we’ve called home.
Our current home came with a chicken coop, which we used as a sheep shed for our first 7 or so years here. The sheep went away shortly after my wife’s Saab materialized (connection? mmmmmaybe), and the shed deteriorated on its own schedule. I tried to drop a giant pine tree on it a few years back. Just missed. Visualized greenhouses off the south face of it for a few years, and my wife craftily stretched chicken wire and poly over it for a few springs. Now, with the garage project and home equity loan as inspirations, along with a notion of what a fine 30th anniversary present this would be, it’s finally coming together.
The plan is to lay another layer of rafters right atop the existing remains, roof with metal and translucent panels. Sounds simple enough. Having stripped off the dregs of the roll roofing, the existing rafters are visible at both ends. The new rafters (2x4s) are drilled with half-inch holes about 1.5″ deep, follow by a smaller through-hole that will allow a 6″ long hex head deck screw (about 50 of them) to catch the rafters under the rotting plywood.
The rafters went on pretty well, though the drill I used to drive them wasn’t fully up to the job. Had to go back and hand-tighten them all with a 1/4″ ratchet. Maybe the drill, which has this wimpy “hammer-action” feature, didn’t like first being used with a 1/2″ masonry bit to deepen the hole in the giant boulder (to which I mentioned losing Round 1 in a previous post). Whatever. Black and Decker piece of junk … Rafter 6 really didn’t get good connection in any of the screws I put through it. Oh well, close enough. It’s a team effort. On top of rafters, on 2-foot centers go the 16 foot pieces of strapping.
And though you can’t see it in the picture above, the aforementioned granite boulder is behind the withered perennials in the lower right corner. It will be in the way of the 16 foot 6X6 pressure-treated beam that will catch the bottoms of the glazing studs to be attached to the bottoms of the rafters. It’s gotta go. The red pinch bar sticking out from under it is a 6 footer, for scale.
I now ache, pleasantly victorious over the granite. As the sun set, I drove 3 cold chisels into the hole with successively bigger hammers, and beat on the sides a few times with the splitting maul’s sledge side. The sound changed as I whacked the 3rd chisel (jammed between the first two- the classic wedgie) home and the boulder finally gave it up. Tink, tink, tink, THUNK. Ain’t technology great?