Showing posts with label renovation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label renovation. Show all posts

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Twin Ponds makeover

Our land is extremely rocky. Choose any spot to dig and you'll hit a rock, or worse, an immovable boulder.

Our hope to have a yard where we can host picnics and maybe even a badminton court were dashed when we realized just how many rocks we had to contend with. Because summer is just around the corner (right? RIGHT?? Mother Nature I'm talking to you...), last week we hired a landscaper. 

Here's what our yard looked like a week ago:

This week, we came home to this:

And not only did our amazing landscaper bury all the rocks, he also extended our driveway to nicely lead up to our deck's second staircase!

Our driveway used to end at the set of stairs on the right. Not anymore.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Building a foundation

Last year we made the decision to replace an old shed that's been on the property for decades. It was rusting and starting to cave in, and well, it was its time to go.

What a mess.
Despite its feeble appearance, it was anything but. A sturdy sucker, it took three men solid hours of work over a couple of days to bring it to the ground. Not only were its bolts rusted in place, but over the years its foundation had sunk about half a foot into the soil making it extremely difficult to detach the side panels from the submerged frame. That meant a lot of brute force and one huge pry bar were necessary. Okay, and some swearing. But only a bit.




To avoid a similar fate, Spence and I decided to put everything we learned last year to good use and build a foundation for our new shed. Luckily Sunday was a perfect sunny spring day so we celebrated by rolling up our sleeves and getting to work.

We learned a couple good lessons along the way (like when you're measuring for joist positioning, you start on the outside of the first one, not the inside). Also, it might be wise to wait until the frost is completely out of the ground otherwise you're going to spend a couple hours chipping away at piles of frozen logs and soil that the previous owner left piled behind the old shed. Y'know. There's that.

Overall, though, I'm happy to report it was a smooth, injury-free process! By mid-day,we'd figured out a system that kept everything running smoothly. I brought the raw materials to the saw bench, measured, and marked them. Spence cut each piece, carried it to the foundation and installed it while we both held it in place.

We put the final piece of subfloor plywood down just in time to pack up and hit the road at our usual time. Success!

Building material

Making everything square and level





Sunday, January 12, 2014

The Polar Bear Club

To flush our toilet we fill watering cans from the river and manually pour it into the tank. We've never thought much of it, that is until the snow began to fall. The trip to the river got a bit harder each week and last week it took Spence almost an hour to come back with his haul.

This weekend, the temperature warmed up significantly turning the three or so feet of snow into a substance that was even more difficult to navigate. Yesterday when Spence strapped on his snowshoes and told me he'd be back soon, I nodded and returned my attention to the dresser I was assembling.

A while later I heard his footsteps outside the hallway door and got up to greet him. He looked exhausted. "If... you... fall... through the ice and into the river, the key is not to panic." Then I noticed that there was a steady stream of drops of water falling off his coat. He was soaked.

"All I could think was, 'I gotta get out! I gotta get out! Don't panic! Don't panic! I'm panicking,'" he continued.

Yup, Spence fell through the ice near the bridge and went in up to his armpits, snow pants, coat, snowshoes and all. "At least my hat's not wet!" he concluded. Have to love a man who thinks positively.

He managed to get the water too. Kicker is, though, when I went to use it a couple hours later the tank was empty. I went to fill it, but found the watering cans empty too. What happened? Spence had filled the tank, but a small stick had jammed the seal open ever so slightly. All the water he worked so hard to get had trickled out.

Sure, that was bad news, but on the plus side let's all congratulate the newest member of the Polar Bear Club!

As for me, I finished assembling the Ikea furniture and after three years of living out of a huge red duffle bag on weekends, we finally unpacked our clothes. It felt amazing.

I have to say that life at TP isn't always easy, but it's definitely interesting.

Spence's water collection uniform (pre-soaking)

Our brand new assembled dressers!


Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Guest Room: The (almost) Final Chapter

I realized yesterday that I never posted pictures of the nearly completed guest room and that just won't do. A couple weeks ago we primed and painted and laid the floor. It made for a long couple of days and we were absolutely exhausted by the end of it, but it sure felt good when we finally got to sit down.

We didn't stay down long though. This was the weekend of the ice storm and we were very lucky to not lose power at Twin Ponds or in the city. Before we knew it, it was time to pack it in and make our way home. And that was when we learned another important lesson for country living.

We started down our driveway, slowly following the ruts in the ice and snow remaining from previous trips. We were 3/4 of the way to the road when we saw it: the weight of the ice had caused a tree to bend to an almost horizontal position which completely obstructed our path.

Spence skillfully backed up all the way to the cabin which is no small feat in the dark because of the driveway's twists and turns. The fact that it's flanked by many, many trees waiting for him to make the slightest mistake doesn't help either. Once back safely, he went to the shed and got our chainsaw which was unfortunately too cold to start. So into the cabin he went, turned on our construction heater, and waited. Five minutes later Spence was back on the porch, newly warmed chainsaw in hand. It started on the first pull. After a few revs that announced, "I'm ready for this!" he turned it off and put it in the trunk.

We headed back up the driveway and once we reached the slumping tree Spence hopped out. He started the chainsaw and a second later the first big branch was severed and the tree righted itself ever so slightly. By the time branch two hit the ground the tree was standing a little straighter once again. Now, to cut off the big branch that will surely let the tree right itself enough for us to pass. Spence raised his chainsaw and just as he was about to make contact the chainsaw sputtered out. Yup.

Luckily using some muscle he and I were able to push the tree out of the way enough to make it past, but it was a close one.

Moral of the story: always make sure you have enough gas. Some extra layers of clothes and a pair of work gloves won't hurt either.





Monday, January 6, 2014

Why Hello, Winter

Floor, floor, guess who has a floor! Spence and I laid the floor in our bedroom and the hallway this weekend. I wish we could say we're done, but we're one box short. Here's hoping Home Hardware still has that particular brand and colour in stock...

More importantly, Sunday marked the first time we stepped out of the cabin and did something not reno-related this winter: we went snowshoeing! We've both owned snowshoes for over a year now, but this was our first time strapping them on and hitting the trails. Mark came along on skis and together we made it almost all the way back to our property line. It felt like there was a bit of magic in the air as we carved a path through deep, untouched powder. Simply beautiful.

On the way home, the snow was coming down heavily and the roads were treacherous. We settled in for a long, slow drive home and turned up the tunes. While driving down a portion of road that often sees the worst conditions, we noticed a car that had spun out into the ditch. There was no one else around so Spence pulled over and went to see if he could help. Shortly after we'd stopped, another car came to a stop on the shoulder behind us. He too got out to see if he could help. The driver of the inoperative car was a woman who'd been driving all day having left Sault Ste. Marie that morning. She was only 10 minutes away from her destination when she lost traction and ended up in the ditch. She declined assistance since CAA were already on their way.

As Spence made his way across the street back to our car, someone else going in the other direction stopped and asked Spence if there was anything he could do to help. Only one car drove by without stopping while we were there. It's nice to see so many people take the time to lend a hand. It makes me smile.



Thursday, January 2, 2014

Welcome 2014!

I didn't get my act together to write anything as 2013 came to a close so I'll make up for it now.

Yesterday was bittersweet. We dropped Aimee off at her new home with two of our friends. It was surreal to pack up all her stuff and put her in her crate for the last time. Thankfully we know we'll get to see her again and most importantly, we know she'll have a great life. Twenty minutes after we left she was already happily lounging on the floor. Shortly after that she was on the couch purring and headbutting and by early evening she was curled up cozily on her parents' bed. Sleeping on the bed is one of her favourite things and something she hasn't had the opportunity to do in more than a year thanks to my allergies. It was really nice to see her peaceful and content in the photos.

Waking up this morning and not finding her sleeping outside the bathroom door really made the move official. I miss her, but I know we did the right thing for her. She won't be alone so much and will get so much more love and attention than she has been with us in recent months. I also know unequivocally that she couldn't have gone to a better home and that makes it easier too.

Here's a couple of shots of Aimee's first day with her new family:



Other than that yesterday was a day to start gearing up for the things I want to do in 2014. There's a few big projects I want to focus on this year:

  • Build a gaming table. One of our friends up north who is an excellent carpenter has offered to help me build it and teach me some basics along the way. I'm very excited about this -- carpentry is something I've always been fascinated with and I'd love to know enough to build our cabinets and built-in bookshelves when we build our house. I spent some time yesterday gathering inspiration pictures. The next step is to start sketching some ideas.
    • Timeline: Mid May/early June
  • Finish the bedrooms, bathroom and laundry room in the cabin. We've made amazing progress lately and it finally feels like everything's starting to come together. This weekend we're going to finish installing the floor and hopefully assembling our electric fire place.
    • Timeline: Everything but the baseboards and trim  in the bedrooms should be done this weekend. The bathroom and laundry room won't be done until the beginning of summer.
  • Rewire the cabin and renovate the kitchen. Once the rest of the cabin is complete we'll turn our attention to the kitchen which needs some TLC. We're hoping to insulate it this year so the fridge can actually function in the winter.
    • Timeline: Summer/early fall
I think that sums up the big projects for the year, but apart from that I want to keep doing some leathercraft projects and maybe come up with some interesting things to do with my summer off. Watercolour painting, biking, and maybe learning some natural building techniques are all in the mix.

Bring on 2014!


Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Sanding Drywall

Sanding drywall is hard work, way harder than I expected.

Spence had to head back to the city Saturday night to make a 7 a.m. appointment the following day, so I woke up bright and early Sunday morning and got to work alone. I learned a few things:
  1. A dust mask is a must.
  2. Start with the ceiling because it's the hardest part and your arms will feel like jelly long before you get to it. This will make you wish you could go back in time and kick yourself in the ass for making the decision to save it for last.
  3. I can't stress the importance of this last one enough: have an amazing neighbour who wanders over at just the right time and asks if you need help. Take him up on it before he finishes his sentence. Thanks again, Mark!
So yeah. It took about 5 hours, but the guest room is sanded and ready for its coat of paint. We're two days behind schedule due to some unforeseen complications, but that's okay (did you know joint compound can take days to dry when it's -20C outside?).

I don't actually have a photo from during the sanding process because I couldn't gather the strength to lift the camera, so this one I took before starting will have to do. Just picture me covered in a thick layer of fine, white mud dust.


Wednesday, December 11, 2013

More Drywall

The end of drywalling the guest room is in sight! Last weekend we focused on putting up the last two pieces of sheetrock and mudding. We watched a how-to video Home Depot put out and let me just say that they make it look so much easier than it is. The first two pieces of tape I put up ended up having air bubbles in them so we'll need to cut those out before we can put then next layer on. Getting the mud smooth is an art form.

Luckily for us Luke dropped by on Sunday and made quick work of finishing the first layer of mud in the entire room. He said he hadn't mudded in years, but it seemed to come right back to him and is flew through all the remaining seems on the walls then the ceiling. I eventually got the hang of it too so I handled the corners. I think they turned out pretty well!

Next weekend we're hoping to finish the mudding which means we'll be able to paint, and if we manage our time very well we might even get to start laying the floor...






Monday, December 2, 2013

Drywalling

In our effort to have our bedrooms inhabitable by winter, we've spent the last couple weekends focused on drywalling the guest room. We had an interesting discussion with our neighbour about the history of finishing rooms. Many years ago there was a shift from plastering to drywalling. There were various advantages to drywall: plaster was prone to cracking as it dried out or as the house's foundation shifted and it took a skilled hand to apply it correctly so the wall didn't appear wavy. Initially, drywall was hung using nails, not screws like today. With unavoidable environmental shifts nails had a tendency to occasionally pop out and also didn't hold the drywall sheet as securely. Kind of interesting to see how things evolve.

By the time we left on Sunday, 95% of the guest room walls were covered in mould and water resistant drywall.

I've hung drywall before, but I've never mudded it, so I watched a video yesterday about how that's done and learned an interesting fact: drywall should be hung horizontally, not vertically like we did. Hanging it horizontally makes it more stable since it crosses more studs and also reduces the seams by 25%! Not only that, but horizontal seems are much easier to mud since you don't have to bend over. Figures we'd hang it the wrong way. Next weekend should be fun.





Saturday, November 30, 2013

Kitchenette

Yesterday when we arrived at Twin Ponds everything was frozen. The things in the fridge were frozen, the cans we had in the pantry were frozen, the coffee maker was frozen, the antifreeze in the toilet was frozen. The toilet, of course, was our fault; we didn't understand the proper procedure for winterizing plumbing, but we've since been shown the way. Okay, everything is our fault. We should have winterized the cottage after Thanksgiving and didn't. We had this coming.

We spent the day today creating a makeshift kitchen in our to-be laundry room so we can comfortably stay here over winter. We used an old cabinet Mike gave use when he moved to England as our centrepiece and everything flowed from there. Thanks Mike!

We had to take the doors off the fridge to move it and once we did we cleared the doorframe by an inch on either side. Phew!

I love insulation. That is all.






Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Plumbing

It's been about three years now that we've been without plumbing at Twin Ponds. The outhouse that was on the property when we bought it was caved in with no roof to speak of. Not exactly inviting for guests. Although we did have a septic system installed last year, it wasn't until last month that it was actually hooked up to the bathroom in the cabin. We still have no running water, but we finally have draining water. I've never thought about the distinction before, but now that I have I actually think the latter is the more important of the two.

So, as of October we've had a flushing toilet. Need to pee at 3 a.m. in mid-January? No problem!

We top off the tank after every flush manually using watering cans which we fill at the pond -- and now that it's frozen -- the river. You won't hear me complaining about hiking through knee high snow for 10 minutes to get the water this winter, though. I'm way too happy about being able to press that little lever to mind it one bit.

Last weekend, we picked up a fancy schmancy water jug for our newly connected bathroom sink too. We rigged up a support system because that sucker is heavy when it's full and it now happily rests above the sink ready for use. All we have to do is turn the tap and presto: water! No more washing our hands and brushing our teeth in -20C on the show-covered front porch. 

Progress is a beautiful thing.

We realized we didn't have any proper soap so we've been using dish soap to wash our hands


Monday, November 25, 2013

Cedar

We've been busy the last while putting up cedar paneling in the bedroom. It's hard work. Each piece needs to be cut to the appropriate length so it ends on a stud. The cut itself has to be a 45 degree angle to minimize the harsh look of the seam that happens as the wood contracts with weather changes.

Things were slow at first, but before long we found our groove. I cut the pieces and stacked them up in front of the wall they were destined to be nailed to, while Spence busied himself with the thousand other tasks we have up in the air right now. Once the pile got big enough I called him over and together we put the boards on the wall and he nailed them into place.

Unfortunately our measurements were off when we ordered the wood so ran out before we could finish. The rest of the wood is scheduled to be ready on December 21. In the meantime, we set up our bed directly on the subfloor and are using the space as a proper bedroom.

Imagine! An insulated bedroom with a real bed! I can still barely believe it. It was just in the nick of time too. Temperatures dropped to -16C on Saturday night without windchill.

I woke up Sunday morning to Spence walking into the room, breakfast in hand. I'm not usually a breakfast in bed type of person, but I have to say it was a perfect way to celebrate our first night in the cozy bedroom!




Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Week 24: Celebration time, come on!

.: August 6 & 7, 2011 :.

August 6th this year marked the first anniversary of our ownership of Twin Ponds. Although the weekend was not a long one, it was exceedingly enjoyable.

Our drive up on Friday was punctuated as usual with a stop in town for a few supplies. Unfortunately, most of what we bought was accidentally left in the grocery cart. When we got back to the car, Jasmine was misbehaving and she totally distracted us. So we basically drove off and threw away about $40 (we checked in with the store on the way home, but no one turned our stuff in -- there's a shocker).

Anyway, we arrived Friday evening around 8:30 which gave us enough time to relax and play a couple of games of cribbage on the veranda before turning in for the night. The weather was perfectly warm and there was almost no wind. Having put the shopping incident out of our minds, it was a perfect start to the weekend.

I arose early Saturday morning intending to head to the nearest store and shortly after pulling out of the driveway he encountered D., our neighbour. He and I drove up the road a bit and D. introduced me to our Mennonite neighbour, E. - a very nice fellow with a cute-as-a-button 4-year old daughter. There wasn't much to chat about though, so I excused myself and proceeded down the highway to the store, where I found replacements for all the items we had left in Orangeville.

I also stopped at a hardware and procured the lumber that was needed to remediate one of the (four) picnic tables left by the previous owner on the property. This hadn't been discussed with Sim, but I  wanted to surprise her with the thought of having a fully functional picnic table to eat at. I spent the morning pulling the rotten wood off the old table and reassembling it with the replacement lumber. It didn't take long before it was ready to be sanded and stained, most of which Sim did. Before we knew it we had what looks like a practically brand new picnic table that will host meals and entertainment for years to come!

Earlier in the week we had arranged for Bob the Pond Consultant to come provide us with some expert advice on clearing up the murky waters of Pond Superior. He arrived late, but it quickly became clear that he was very knowledgeable about ponds and water in general. As it turns out the murkiness is because of the fish themselves, so our intentions to clear up the water for them, although good, are misplaced. Be that as it may we do not really want to get rid of the little guys, so we opted for the time being for some water dye (which has more than a cosmetic effect, we were pleased to find out). Its effect on the water was immediate and profound. We can't wait until next weekend to see what it looks like completely distributed throughout the water.

Apart from that we did not do very much work. I moved more brush out of the area we are clearing for the septic bed, but it was very hot and even more humid, so we spent the rest of the afternoon at the ponds just relaxing.

By early evening it was time for supper, so we started the barbie. It took a bit more time than usual because by that point there was no wind whatsoever. I finally had to start it with gasoline (*poof*).

Finally the food was ready. Neither of us had had lunch so were both starving. The meal was fantastic. We had seasoned pork chops with baked potatoes and niblets corn. What made it most special was that it was the very first meal we ate on our new picnic table. And how appropriate that it was on our first anniversary!

After we cleaned up from dinner (the table and dishes, not ourselves) we drove over to our neighbours' place and asked them if they were interested in celebrating our first anniversary with us by having a toast of champagne. They were flattered and impressed that we chose to share it with them and the six of us (Jazzle and Bubs were there too) sat out on their deck enjoying the company and conversation. As usual time flew by and before we knew it almost 3 hours had passed. We therefore took our leave and headed back to the chalet to settle in for the night.

After washing up etc. we started to watch The Ninth Gate, but I got tired not even halfway through, so we shut it down and went to sleep. I was so tired in fact that I slept until 10:30 Sunday morning, which is very unusual for me.

We didn't do much on Sunday. I went along the path past the bridge to chop down the vast overgrowth of foliage, but it was literally like a jungle so after 20 minutes he came back and got what he needed to go swimming. Pond Superior was characteristically perfect and it wasn't long before Sim joined me.

Unfortunately, by 1:30 or so the skies clouded up and it started to rain, so we packed and cleaned up and headed out, stopping at the neighbours' to say goodbye for the week and drop off a brochure from Bob the Pool Consultant.

On the way home we decided to get a raft for the pond. Bob had suggested that adding a permanent raft to the pond would be a great way to breathe life into it. He said in his experience doing so turns a pond into a party. That sounded pretty good to us! Despite Bob's offer to provide us with free plans to build our own out of wood, we opted to purchase a fabricated one instead. They're not only more durable and require far less maintenance, but it's also a good way to avoid some splinters in unpleasant places. The raft we chose will be anchored in the middle of the pond so we can use it to jump in the water and to lounge in the sun. More on that in the weeks to come.

Despite the rain at the end it was a fantastic weekend. A happy anniversary indeed.


Second life



Inaugural BBQ dinner
Fish wisperer

Monday, August 26, 2013

Week 23: Blood, Sweat, and Tears

.: July 30 - August 1, 2011 :.

Our fish are quickly becoming acclimatized to our presence and are now quick to swim up to us for their weekly feeding. There's something truly peaceful about sharing the pond with them and it's something I look forward to every week.

We spent the weekend continuing our landscaping work, this time turning our attention to the overgrowth down the length of our dirt driveway. We also had a great time swapping stories with the neighbours while enjoying a glass of wine on their deck. Talk about a spectacular view!

Since we'd cut down quite a few branches during our work, we dedicated a bit of time this week to building a makeshift shoe rack. Since the cabin is quite small, we need to optimize the space carefully otherwise it quickly starts looking quite dishevelled. We were quite happy with the final result despite its very rustic appearance. Rustic is good, right? (Note from the future: using freshly cut wood to build anything is a bad idea as it does not age well. Wood should first be professionally kiln dried or seasoned for a couple of years after it's cut in order to be useful in building projects.)

Eating from our hand


Our neighbours' view & ours
Construction



Work cons
Roasted to perfection

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Almost lost and found

We found our camera! Turns out it was hanging on the back of a chair in the cabin the entire time. Unfortunately the black bag blended perfectly with the black chair and black guitar case immediately behind it so I didn't see it while I searched. Twice.

I never seem to be able to find big things when they're right in front of me. Camera bags, bags of flour, jars of peanut butter? Nope. "We're definitely out of peanut butter, Spence. Definitely. I checked."

You'd think my eyesight's going, but give me something nearly microscopic to find and I'll spot it in under five minutes. Friday night Spence knocked a small magnet off the fridge. It's a silver cylinder maybe 1/4" long and 1/8" wide. It bounced off his foot and was immediately out of sight. I spotted it in under 30 seconds. Yesterday small silver spring from a roofing nailer fell onto our gravel driveway. It couldn't have been bigger than 1/16" wide and maybe 3/16" long. I found it in under two minutes. It really makes no sense.

So yeah, roofing nailers. We're in the process of redoing our cabin's roof. The old roof doesn't have much time left in it and was installed without tar paper underneath. By my count there were three distinct layers of shingles plastered on it, perhaps an effort to make up for the original oversight, but more likely another shortcut used when the current roof sprung a leak. We spent a good portion of yesterday using a crow bar to remove it all before starting to install the new shingles over tar paper this time.

I'm starting to think life is trying to make some type of point about my eyesight because at one point our nailer jammed. While the guys were trying to fix it I was standing about 8 feet away searching some local stores' inventory since it looked like it needed to be replaced. Suddenly I hear a loud swoosh. I've always been a flincher and yesterday was no different. My eyes involuntarily clamped shut just as something hard smacked me on my left eye lid. Turns out one of the bolts on the gun snapped and the pressure from the compressor sent it hurling at me at an ungodly speed. Thankfully aside from a dull ache that lasted the rest of the day I'm completely fine.

I'm not sure what the message is exactly, universe, but it's definitely coming through.


Saturday, August 24, 2013

Week 21: Barbecued Steak!

.: July 9-10, 2011 :.

When we took possession of Twin Ponds we noticed there was an old windsurfing board (sans sail) floating around the pond. Instead of removing it, we turned it into a game: what side of the pond will the board be today? Despite sporting a rather big gouge on its underside, that old, tired, surf board has become a faithful companion to us. Paired with an wooden oar we bought on sale, it can be a lot of fun. During one of our conversations with the previous owner, he informed us that he used to work at a recycling facility many years ago. One day, this surf board appeared and he immediately declared it too good to go to waste. He quickly strapped it to his car and brought it to its new home.

After another long day of work in Spence's case and kicking back in mine (okay, maybe I helped a little), we decided to call it a night. Unfortunately for Spence, the cabin had other ideas. Just as he was laying down on the outstretched futon declaring, "I'm soooooooooo tired," he placed his weight incorrectly causing the futon to overturn, effectively rolling him out onto the floor with a loud thud. Poor guy.

Stand up paddle surfing (SUP)... minus the paddle

Staining machine

Of Crocs and socks