Wednesday 12 February 2014

De building, It be rising!























       After beginning construction only a short three months ago, the house is now starting to look
like a building. They are starting to frame the main floor walls and the roofing material is being ordered. Once they put on the roof beams they will pour the main walls. The roof beams have to be in place because they are embedded in the concrete. Can anyone say Fort Bunker?

















      Here you can see the septic tanks going in below the driveway. At left they were just put into the ground. At right they filled around them. Hardly visible. And a retaining wall supporting the parking area will completely hide them. Cars will park around to the left of the pool.
      The photo at right shows our closest neighbor. And you can just make out a car coming up the hill towards our place. So we will have plenty of time to get ready for guests. We are debating the need for a doorbell. Perhaps we'll just get a donkey to 'he-haw' a warning?
      Today we started looking into flooring tiles and roofing wood. I make a trip out to the site almost every day because something or other has to be decided. I can't imagine building here and not living nearby. No wonder some of these homes take years to complete.
      Some exciting news below!




































      Yes, Bob and Jim have been accepted into The St. John Yacht Club. And we were given a burgee and a boat bag. Better than some cheapo yacht clubs in other parts of the world! Don't I look dashing?
Now all I need is my boat to fly the flag.
      I was asked to go out on the committee boat for a regatta last weekend. This was The St. John YC 'Island Hopper'. I thought being on the committee boat would be boring. Not! There was quite a bit to do... set up the starting line, fire the canon, raise signal flags. The committee boat is a 35 foot Tiara. Sound familiar to anyone? As the boats came across the finish line we recorded their times. All of a sudden we got a distress call. One of the J-24's had been dis-masted! We went out and pulled them back to port. Then it was off to a local bar where everyone met for a drink. One or two, or...you know sailors! I had a blast, to say the least. Maybe next time I'll get on a race boat as crew. Better start pumping that iron.
      Just a little reminder to all of you up in the Continental US...it's averaging 85 degrees down here every day. Aren't I funny? And dashing.

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