Showing posts with label fire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fire. Show all posts

02 August 2016

fire

Typically you'll see something like this on the curb,
or the free section of craigslist...
Nope,
this was the bonus for Mike's Ranfla!
Hey...
It looks rough,
the epitome of holey chit,
but there's a neat crank raising mechanism,
and it's better than the one we don't have!
It took about a half hour to weld up the bottom,
give it a good cleaning.
Mike had this custom made like 20 years ago,
and he's known as a master griller...
The BBQ has been dragged 
to multiple Big 3 swaps and parks.
His trick is using oak firewood coals.
This came with the package.
Let's do this!
This took a while to burn,
but part of the fun is having a fire in the backyard,
smokin out the neighbors...
Next time we'll use more wood...
Macey was having a blast making coals.
Personally I don't even need my steak cooked,
but kids will eat it pink!
Anyway simple things are fun sometimes...
TP

06 April 2016

shop life 8 - holey chit...

Kids finally get to their spring break.
Schools off for the week...
Woo Hoo!
Let's go finish the pavers!
"What?" Your thinking...
Didn't I read earlier your spot was done?
Uh...yeah...no...
Early this year there was a major change,
disrupting the entire shop like a hurricane.
The end would be beneficial to us all.
it was getting there that took loads of work.
The plan was to totally reorganize the shop,
anything that was heavy would need to be moved,
at least 3 times.
After making the side doors last year,
I had a center sliver,
and it was fine.
More air!
Stuff got done.
No feng shui...
The new deal chopped the shop space
by a third,
however I'd get an end spot.
Can't complain with that.
The timing of the move was perfect,
as this was during that sailboat repower in January.
Jason could go through his pile at leisure,
and I'd go in the evening and do the same.
A couple weeks later and construction finished,
moving finished.
You'd think I'd be happy.
There's always an issue with me!
Little baby crier...
The move gave me a prime spot inside,
but I'd lose the brick driveway outside,
and get stuck with a hard-packed slope.
Jason said he'd have it bricked in a week.
Yeah right!
We knew this area well,
it would be the 3rd incarnation in a year!
The ground was sloped and angled,
on top of that it was rock solid.
The dirt was a hard rubbery pad,
a shale layer of condensed and dried oil residue,
like a dirt asphalt.
Decades as an unregulated car junkyard.
The kids would bust a$$,
a couple rows in a couple hours,
while I played with metal.
Now it's February,
it's dark early.
Bonfires and the Grateful Dead cranking...
Progress was painfully slow.
During the week I was lucky 
to get a dozen down.
On the weekends we'd do a half day,
I'd get shop stuff done,
kids would pound away,
and we'd brick thrash together the last hour or two.
There hands would be blistered and raw.
Slave driver!
This section was a catastrophe.
Ok not that bad,
if you don't mind trimming this row of pavers.
We were like Mayan pyramid builders.
Get out the hammer and chisel!
Yeah wtf happened here!
The odd shaped pavers didn't like the gradual slope.
By the 3rd one I'd figured out the trick,
but this part wore me out.
To make it easier on the grading,
I should have rented a bobcat.
Instead I welded up these custom hammers.
If anyone says you can't weld stainless steel
to leaf spring steel,
using MIG wire,
don't listen to them.
These hammer/picks took some blows.
Perfect bricking tools.
They'd chip and and rake.
Holey chit...
What a dick dad!
These guys kick butt...
Yes we had a normal pick too,
it was tough to get the right angle.
Removing the shale was like picking a scab,
easier to get under it not break through it.
This last section lingered til spring break,
actually the weekend before.
Jaxon was so motivated to finish it.
Both him and Jakob really amazed me.
Even Macey helped move bricks around.
Let's say they all deserved their PS4 time!
Unbelievable...
So yeah looking back this was insane,
especially at a rented shop that may last a couple months or a couple years!
Regardless now it's time to get chit done!
And yeah we still have hundreds of bricks left...
TP

24 February 2015

Big 3 - 2015 - the prep

The Big 3 Parts Exchange has become the annual spring clean decluttering event.
This year we had a coincidental problem,
that seemed like a preplanned occurrence.
What we thought was a washing machine blowout,
gave the kids a fun dismantling project.
At this point they didn't know why the heck they were doing this.
Weeks later the reason was apparent.
Jake loved it.
You bet we brought our new fire pit home.
The day before the swap was crazy.
This disheveled shed held long forgotten treasures.
I should have started the decluttering earlier then the evening before.
Sad when a heavy large box sells for $20.
Even sadder when there are 4 of them.
That's a lot of dead weight taking up space.
The biggest disappointment was the one thing on top of the list.
Jaxon spent a Presidents' Day vacation prepping the Cradle Robber roadster pickup.
Now he has a better understanding of mechanical drum brakes!
No go though,
a logistics nightmare.
Next year...
His consolation prize was a student driver lesson.
What better car to learn burnouts.
Holey chit!!
Thanks cousin Brandon!
This looks like a hangover,
but far from it.
I stuck with the Polish vodka.
Thanks Rodney for the tip!
All in all a good time.
Brought 2 can loads,
came back with barely a half.
Next post will be the scores and missed deals...
TP

22 September 2014

end of summer burn out

I've always been conscientious about recycling,
and that's carried over to things that don't recycle.
It's taken about a year for this wood pile to grow.
Last minute we decided to have a bonfire.
We snagged a spot early.
While we waited for evening to come,
you'll never guess what I did.
Yeah more bricks.
So many reasons to clear out the debris.
Kids had a good time.
For some of the boys friends 
this was their first bonfire experience.
Wow.
Dogs and s'mores.
We took the boat out too. 
Way wet and salty for pics.
Anyhow a good summer burn out.
TP