The outer wall of the shop was my clutter spot,
but there was opportunity for the greater good.
This time I brought in the shop help,
which I wrote about earlier...
So now there's a giant pile of bricks...
a good evening thrash was needed.
just the organization.
and what was fit into the corner.
I had paved the way to shop freedom.
had created an ongoing momentum.
especially on rock hard not-level dirt pack.
Thing is there was a plan,
and other happenings were going on
across the wall...
but imagine a cluttered up shop space.
We had chosen the 90 degree September heat,
to sweat out this big move.
The shop was a choked up metal oven.
No air flow,
no ambient light.
No "I can't wait to get to the shop!" feeling.
The building could finally breath.
We all could finally breath!
Crude but strong scrap hinges were welded up.
We decided on top hinges,
so the doors would make temporary awnings,
needed for the coming El Niño rains.
to move that electrical conduit,
which was the main power to the whole shop.
Lotsa fun there,
but now the doors were useable.
So much better!
The wood door stands were borderline,
so I made crude wire pulleys,
creating a Rube Goldberg opening system,
using a handy boat trailer winch.
it's incredible how production has taken off.
Jason's got the left half of the shop,
which was previously uninhabitable.
At this point I had cleared out Mario's 33,
and still pittered on other projects.
I didn't expect episode 4 to be so crazy...