Inquiring minds, including mine, would really like to know just how they get these old houses and camps off the ground.
Today, Barry’s House Leveling took me to school. Here’s what the day entailed.
‘Twas the morning of elevation, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring–not even a mouse.
The gas meter removed, pipes cut with great care, in hopes that Barry’s Raisers soon would be there.
Six jacks were then nestled all snug in their spaces
The men making haste to their respective places . . .
Ok, enough of the poem. It’s taxing my brain to keep the theme going, and I just can’t figure out a poetic way to tell you that I failed to do several things I was supposed to do.
Because I didn’t remove the old Azalea bush, she was removed rather brutally, and it actually hurt me to watch. Shame, shame, shame on me.
There she hangs from the winch, choked by a yellow strap. They laid her in the ditch, and I don’t know if she’ll be replanted or not. It’s a very large bush–too heavy for me to handle by myself. We shall see.
After the house was jacked up a few feet and placed on 4×4’s, the iron beams had to go under the house.
This is how they got them under the house.
These beams actually hoist the house up and keep it level, letting the house go up at once.
At this point, the lead man yells, “UP” and up they all go at the same time. Then they start putting the cribbing underneath, which will hold six hydraulic jacks that will lift one side of the house about 4 to 5 inches at a time.
I left to run home and eat a sandwich and when I returned half an hour later . . .
this is what I saw! Wow! That was quick.
They continued jacking, and stacking the cribbing by voice command like a well-rehearsed dance. I was really impressed with these young men.
Okay, the artist in me took over and I had to do this shot. This is a view from the back of the house, the last stack, all the way through to the stack in the front. I am OCD about things being perfectly aligned, and these guys were feeding my compulsion! Do you see it?
When the last measurement was taken at around 9 feet, it was time to survey for “level”. All six spots were surveyed, and had to be the same height. They only had to adjust three of the stacks. Pretty impressive.
At 1:45, they were cleaning up the site and packing up their gear.
Camp Dualrge is getting a face lift!!!
To be continued . . .