June 7, 2011 @ 08:45
I promised I'd do a better job of updating the "trailer" posting this year, and I'm going to keep that promise.
Thanks to unbelievably shitty weather, this past weekend was actually our first at the tin palace this season, and that meant lots of catch-up work.
There's always raking, and pruning and planting to do, but this year I had to re-board the floor of a deck that I built a dozen years ago.
I tell ya, I'll never make that mistake again, I'll never use anything but pressure treated lumber when I'm building something.
Back in 1999 I thought it was a good idea to save a few bucks and built the lower portion of my tiered deck in untreated spruce. The plan was to treat it every couple of years, but being the fat ass lazy prick that I am, I never got around to that.
Spin the clock ahead to 2011 and there I am with a bunch of my buddies ripping the top off a deck that would have needed no maintenance if I had spread cheeks and used pressure treated in the first place.
The upper part of the deck was built in 1992, with pressure treated, and it's still fine.
On the upside, these building projects at the trailer always re-enforce the special bond that we have up there. If there's a job to be done, everybody shows up in the morning with their tools and we get 'er done.
Other highlights of the weekend. Delyse got the flowers planted, we decorated the tiki bar and as usual, had a couple of great meals.
Given our middle aged digestive systems, we've backed off the red meat quite and bit and have been preparing a lot more fish lately. Salmon and the such.
The boys got together on Saturday night and watched the hockey game and Sunday we hung out in the glorious sunshine and marveled at the wonderment that is Lovesick Lake.
Working close to the tin palace means I get to spend a lot more time up there, and waking up Monday morning to a mirror like lake, the sound of a loon and the warm sun reaffirmed that when the conditions are right, there's nowhere else in the world I'd rather be.
Another great thing about the "family" we enjoy at the park is watching the kids grow up. Not mine, other peoples. Mine are done with the growing things.
It's fun to watch the other kids change from year to year and listen to some of the great things they have to say.
Like my eight year old neighbour Josh Bonchek, who told me when he gets a bit older he's going to take over his parents house and put them in a "nursery" home.
Until next week.
Category: The Trailer