ShopTalk Sunday: More Decking Around

I was planning to have my little deck project done a long time ago.  I was able, materials were on hand, but something else held me back:  weather.

See, when you hit 77 you’ll find a little “voice alarm” that will go off in Ure head.  “Cut yourself some slack…you deserve to enjoy a build like this when the weather is up around 60 – now it’s back down in the low teens!”  Who knew Texas had winter?

Still, when the weather warmed between fronts, the railings began to appear:

And you see the chair and sun-umbrella holder?  That was a genuine “hell of a deal” from Amazon. $149,

The reason we call it that is the simple reality of construction time and the local cost of lumber.  Let me lay out what I figured my costs would have been:

  • A trip to Lowe’s or Wally World would have eaten a full hour of time.  Call that $20 bucks.
  • The wood for such a combo (remember, two chairs plus a table) in poplar would be I figure $80 bucks.
  • Then there would be furniture bolts, a good weather-proof base finish ($20 bucks?)
  • And call it another one of my $20/hours to get on the web, find a plan I liked and then run  the risk of running out of plans and having to do my own…
  • Finally, because the standard poplar (at the standard “decent to good” aisle only comes in 3/4.  Occasionally, 1/2-inch oak, but that’s a Fata Morgana or Flying Dutchman. from aging.

The way I figured it. the cost would be equal, but the time to sitting in a chair (in a sunny moment with a hot coffee or adult drink in hand) would be about 3-hours different.

Spare the driving and spoil the old man, says I.  (Arghh! Along, if you must, matey.)

Meanwhile, Robert Lewis Railing had been hard at work…

(You have to look to see the hole in the table and the nifty nameplate on the chair back.  That’s a fine detail I would certainly have missed.)

Mostly, the deck is done.  We will be shopping for the 1 1/2 inch cushions (bottom and back) but they will be stored in the 180-degree room; damned feral cat will turn the whole effort into a pussery or cattery (whatever the term would be).

A Before and After

See any difference?

vs.

The Great Undones

By now, you should be thinking “Elaine’s training program seems to be working… you’ve built something far above your style level…”

I haven’t asked for the final inspection yet.  There are two Great Undones.

First is getting a “finished look” to the one-foot square paver edges.  For these areas, I still need to pick up more pavers (you can always use more).  But mainly – because of the weather delays,- the Haxman trick (using a concrete blade in an angle-grinder) depended on the diamond saws.

I’ll be honest with you:  This is not purely for the “detail eye” of the princess-bunny turned OSHA-enforcer In Chief.  Because I ride the mower around, ragged edges waste valuable ham radio, kibitzing, or BSing time.  A 45-degree jig, lay down a line, grind the line on both sides, then break over a sharp edge.

Then, the last piece of the puzzle will be done, save dumping some 25 percent vinegar on the plants between the house and the deck.,  If nothing ever grew there again? That’d be fine and a sack of crushed rock will hold erosion down to negligible.

Umbrella Choices

Fortunately, we seldom get more than 10-knot winds around here.  The reason we have so many solar panels around?  We are in Wind Zone 2. Which means when I pant a bit when schlepping lumber, loc al wind for the day goes into the record books.

The umbrella choice is vexing me now.  It’s not the price, though, it’s the architecture and windage.

As you can see (if you’re a salmon and always know where north is) the table with the 1.5 inch holes) is on the south side of the chair on the east side of the deck.

We can apply the simple concept of latitude here.  Our spot in the woods is about 31.75 degrees north.  Since the Sun only makes it to  23.5 degrees north, we know at the longest day of the year, from the north side of the umbrella, the Sun will be blocked inside a roughly 8-degree angle.

We have also measured the chairs and the table – from the center, the chair’s north side will be just over 3-feet from the center, which means a six foot umbrella.  To make it work in winter, as well, we know the angle will be much more acute – about 56-degrees.

So, we need to shop for a tilting 6-foot umbrella with a maximum diameter of 1.6 inches.

Now the Problem Begins

The general use case for outdoor umbrellas is much wider than our narrow spec.  Problem is the most popular sizes (and plenty ‘mo money) are the 9-foot variety.  Not the kind of thing you’d trust to a small table, so not you’re into sand bags.

But wait!  We also have stairs coming up from where the BBQ Gazebo will live.  The wider the umbrella, the more likely you’d walk up the stairs and get poked with an umbrella stringer in their eye.  See how the application of adequate forward thinking helps get to the “happy design?”

Ultimately, I picked a light green for $31 bucks.

Since I have a little rebar, and some “welding coupons” – which can be turned into steel reinforcing arms in a flash – if the water base isn’t enough to keep the umbrella solid, I will just start throwing around 1/2-inch welded 3 to  8 inch stringers as the spirit moves.

As you can see, there was not much to this project. Chunked nicely and beat going the route of others in their 70s who “go to the couch to die.”  No thanks.  We will take the aches and pains (and the ibuprofens) and push on through.

Once the umbrella shows up and another truckload of building materials (more pavers) to finish off other projects including the One Hour a Day Garden project, we should be on a roll around here.  On Hour a Day, it’s the time of year when laying out the garden comes up.

Write when you, etc.

George@ure.net

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  1. (“Now the Problem Begins
    The general use case for outdoor umbrellas is much wider than our narrow spec. Problem is the most popular sizes (and plenty ‘mo money) are the 9-foot variety. Not the kind of thing you’d trust to a small table, so not you’re into sand bags.”)

    saddly… an umbrella isn’t a good choice in the wastelands.. theres to much wind..I hear stories of catastrophic wind storms and laugh because what they report as a bad storm is a heavy breeze here…..heck I have to chase the garbage cans..

    • With the winds here, a gazebo with a steel braced steel roof makes sense if you must be outdoors doing nothing. That might work in your wastelands too.

      Be sure to anchor it with groundscrews or the whole thing might decide to fly away like the house in The Wizard of Oz!

      • That’s what we had put in to and yes it works great..and it was cheaper than the roll out canopy

      • I love sitting out with a good cup of coffee or tea in the early morning..I want to put one on the other side of the cottage.. but..( long story) it has a double elevated roof… one side has a 6/12 pitch then an add on later is a 3/12 pitch..the original house was what they call a shotgun house.. then after modern luxuries came about they added a kitchen and bathroom..to get both elevations to meld into one… a thought was small transition facial board..but it is a challenge to get them both to meet up and look like it was meant to be..

  2. What I put around the foundation was weed mat, and covered it with crushed limestone. It has held up fairly well. I don’t have shrubs or flower beds. I have perennial bulbs scattered about wherever they would grow. Got elephant garlic, hard neck garlic, a day lily patch, some pale daffodils and this ground cover that has early spring purple flowers that bring in a squadron of bees. I don’t water, and those are all drought hardy. I probably should put out some more bulbs with showy flowers. It’s tough to get stuff started without intensive watering.
    I am kind of partial to the Dallas grass under the trees. When my neighbors cattle jump the fence, they make a bee line to my backyard and mow the Dallas grass under the pecan trees preferentially over all the hay on the property.

  3. Psssst – hey buddy,

    Have I got a one of a kind dealio for youse. No, Im serious and dont call me Shirley. Anywho – what I got for youse today is brand spanking new, first of its kind Shade Sail Ham Antenna.
    Specs, details, design plans can all be had for the modest sum of 1 Satoshi or .00001 Bitcoins.

    When youse are ready – will provide BTC addy for Ure to send the Satoshi to. In the meantime, studying heatmaps for eventual investment – Tokens, as I never want to be last, unless of course like last night playing 18 holes mini golf at Sirian Bay Golf & Pickleball Cub with Son, pregnant DIL, and Better half. King Grandpa always lets his loyal subjects win, great for morale dont ya know.

      • Lol lol I had one of the roll out canopies.. it was nice but I forgot to roll it in some new evening..the wind caught it and it took off like a plane..twisting the whole frame in A twisted shape..
        my sister came home got to the state lines and her car made this weird sound..she stopped at two dealers to have them check that weird noise out..the first guy..couldn’t find anything..the second place they took it for a test drive..it was the wind whipping by the car as she drove..lol lol
        today is a calm day and its what..
        35°F C18°
        Wind: 20 MPH
        Humidity: 82%
        twenty mph lol lol

      • I actually got a sailmaker buddy here to shift his biz to ‘architectural canvas’. He was tired of rich ungrateful yachtsmen who didn’t want to pay fair for his skills. Now he has a thriving biz building sun shades and covers and such. Moved from the crazy city to the quiet country too. I’m beyond doing that kind of thing myself. Happy to occupy our covered cockpit and enjoy the shade we created years ago.

        Nice try though.
        Stiks

      • I must have a collection of (5) brightly colored Sunfish sails and 3-4 large boat white sails (the Main on my E Scow is way large). The Italian Luna Rossa America’s Cup base was once clad in recut recycled high tech aramid and carbon sails. It was gorgeous. Possibly my old cloth will clad the boathouse in winter. TBD. E

        • Couple of three 4×4’s on ground screws. Put pulleys at the top to raise and lower the “shade halyards” and of course vang and preventers are at admiral’s option

  4. asked the dog about the umbrella issued,, he said
    “woof woof” he has trouble with his r’s

  5. Yeah… I just did something that I didn’t want to do..I got six more cans of that monster energy drink and two two liter bottles of soda..now to make the grandkids drink that crap..I got another grandson scared of the dark..time for another wictorian lamp build lol..lol..

    • Your probably wondering..why the monster energy drink..just like the pictures show..the wicking system screws right into the top.. the reason for six is its an aluminum drink container and has very little substance.. so the top has to be cut off of two of them then two of them has to have the top and bottom cut off.. cut it down the side then JP welded into the two cans..then JP weld the top on them.. his strengthens the can walls..drill a hole in the top of one ant the bottom of the other..JP weld the brass tube in it..through your center post..you could use off water pipe be cause the only reason its there s to be the base..
      just like this..

      https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/R3UAAOSwrqZme0eN/s-l1600.webp

      the two liter bottles..they make great fairy houses and putting in blinking lights gives the kids a nice night light..just coat the bottles with paper cache clay..paint them etc..you seen the first one..I did do something different..I ended up buying a shade rather than using the dog bowl..

    • Why that design …… the student lamp.. The whole point of a student lamp was practicality. It was designed for people who spent long hours reading, writing, or doing paperwork and couldn’t afford to stop every time the lamp needed attention. By placing the oil reservoir off to the side instead of directly under the burner, the lamp stayed cooler and could be refilled without disturbing the flame, the chimney, or the shade. That meant steady light, no downtime, and no handling hot glass. It was essentially the 19th?century version of a reliable desk lamp — built so work could continue without interruption. By doing this for the grandkids.. the day comes that they need a kerosene lamp during a power outage.. they won’t have to deal with flammable liquids or hot globe’s..until that need arises..they have an interesting night light with a dual purpose..

    • 1st time my now 35 yr old Daughter came out of her room late crying and scared, I grabed her the front of her pj’s and jacked her hard into wall and in my nastiest, “Im gonna fucking kill you now” voice, I told her the only thing to fear around here was Me.

      Never happened again.

      Did not need to tell her younger brother that fact, as he already understood the situation in the house. When we moved from house kids grew up in, we found a trash can in Sons closet he had been using as emergency midnight turlet..

      As my sainted GrandMother said to me when young boy, noticing I was holding my breath as we drove by the Cemetery..”oh Honey, its not the dead People you need to worry about, its the live ones.”

  6. interesting . a couple of people i go to the gym with.bought gold and siver a few days ago . dikheads . i dont hang around em . said yesterday they are trying to sell now , a loss , great new gold bulls . cant access . ahh well bad luck

    • Exactly. People talk about gold and silver like they’re magic tickets, but you still can’t walk into a bakery and trade a gold coin for a loaf of bread. In any real stress situation, the same person who sold you the metal is the one who’ll buy it back — usually at a loss. That’s not “wealth,” that’s just a different kind of middleman.

      The ancients understood this better than we do. Gold and silver were mostly symbols of status and separation, decorations that showed rank, not practical tools for survival. Real value was always food, tools, skills, and community — the things that keep people alive, not the things that glitter.

      • Nein, nein,nein..

        ancient devised and foisted upon early Civilization fiat currency, as Gold is/was way to precious for the hairless apes-Slaves to own.

        historically speaking there are literally hundres if not thousands of stories of Families who got to the Top of Society via a reltive who had hoarded or invested in the Shiny Precious material. They traded Gold for all sorts of “valuables” ..the most $$$$ profits seem to derive from RealEstate purchased from desperate Peeps for Gold.
        Back in depression days Uncle clif had an Uncle who invested in Tires of all sizes, but mostly the most common and filled up a small barn, recession hits they making tires for awhile and voila a ready made market and barn full of inventory..iow, Stack Em High, And Let Em Fly!
        Which is exactly BCP is doing in Mkts today and Friday..”stacking”.

        • Hmmm…I get what you’re saying, but the idea that families “got rich from gold” only works when the people they traded with already believed gold was valuable. Gold isn’t magic — it only has power if the buyer agrees it does.. if you have ten pounds of wheat and there isn’t any other wheat available..how much is one pound of wheat worth to you if the guy comes up to buy it and only has ten ounces of gold… In the ancient world, gold and silver weren’t wealth in themselves; they were symbols of rank, decoration, and social status the same as it is today.. The real wealth was land, food, labor, and tools.

          Coinage originally wasn’t about treasure — it was a receipt system. A “pound” was literally worth a pound of metal. A “shekel” was a weight. The coin just represented something tangible behind it. Once societies stopped tying coins to real goods, the value became whatever people agreed on.

          So yes, people traded gold for land or property — but only because the seller valued the metal at that moment. If the belief disappears, the value disappears with it. That’s why you can’t walk into a bakery today and buy bread with a gold coin. The metal isn’t the wealth — the agreement is.

      • Depends on where you are LOOB. Texas has it’s own precious metals depository. My guess is that if things get really tight, the tax offices will start doing PM transactions, but how that will work remains to be seen. You would be able to unload bullion silver Eagles easier than gold.

        • People keep talking about gold and silver like they’re universal currency, but that only works when society is stable and everyone agrees those metals have value. In a real crisis, that agreement disappears fast. If someone is starving or dying of thirst, a bar of gold is worthless compared to a jug of water or a sack of food.

          I’ve seen situations where survival needs instantly outranked anything “precious.” Gold only matters after the crisis, when systems restart and markets exist again. During the crisis, the real currencies are water, food, tools, medicine, and the skills to keep yourself alive. That’s why I’ve made sure I’ll never be in a position where I’m holding something shiny while lacking what actually keeps you alive.

          now I went on A vacation and was in A small halted community.. I was shocked..everything I see as normal didn’t exist there. it was a whole new world where the concerns and troubles didn’t exist..they were just some story on the drive at five news..

          trust me I didn’t want to leave either..so I get it..
          https://youtu.be/GjazN63hMkA?si=JKVRalupsj5_dE53
          that’s just not a realistic view of the world..which is actually dangerous..because when real life hits they won’t know how to deal with it just like the Weimar depression..

        • This country has weathered some pretty serious economic collapses without descending to barbarism. In the early thirties, the biggest threats were loan default, inability to pay property taxes, and starving or freezing to death. Bank defaults and more importantly, defaults on bank insurance are not something most living Americans have dealt with. Having a variety of skills, preps and at least some portable financial assets which no banker can touch is smart. Hoarding PM’s is not particularly useful in the most extreme scenarios, but if the tax collectors are still in business, there will be a way to pay them, if your assets are sufficiently diversified. I would figure diamonds are the most portable, but least liquid asset in bad times.

        • True… but if we’re talking about a total reset of society— the kind Stu describes in his Nostradamus interpretations — then we have to look at what actually happened to civilizations that collapsed completely. When systems fail all the way down, the pattern is always the same: the things that keep you alive become the only real currency.

          History is full of examples — Rome, the Maya, the Bronze Age kingdoms, the Indus Valley, even Weimar Germany in its own way. Once the structure holding the economy together breaks, gold, diamonds, and paper wealth stop functioning as “value.” People trade for food, water, tools, fuel, medicine, and skills. Precious metals only regain importance after stability returns.

          So yes, diversification is smart in a normal downturn. But in a true civilizational reset, survival assets outrank portable wealth every time. That’s why I’ve always focused on making sure I’d never be in a position where I’m holding something shiny while lacking the things that actually keep you alive.Then again I never worked in A career path that would allow me the opportunity to test that either..lol

          And if you look at the fall of the Egyptian empire, the pattern becomes even clearer. Their collapse wasn’t caused by invaders or bad leadership — it was climate. The Nile failed, crops died, and suddenly the things they thought were “wealth” meant nothing. Archaeologists have uncovered accounts describing a world where gold had no value and grain was worth more than anything.Where famine had people doing horrific things to one another.

          We’re not that different today. You still can’t walk into a Walmart and buy anything with gold the guy you bought it from is usually the guy that will buy it from you.. Our entire system runs on belief — dollars have value because everyone agrees they do. But in a true reset, like the ones that wiped out the Egyptians or the Maya, belief collapses and survival takes over. It’s like preparing to cut firewood with a chainsaw in a world where there’s no fuel left.

          Even the early Mormon communities understood this. For their first century they lived close?knit, self?reliant, and prepared because they had lived through real hardship. Over time, comfort set in, the business model took over, and the original survival mindset faded. That’s the cycle every society goes through — strength, comfort, complacency, and then vulnerability.Even though they still promote preparedness the close knit community is gone leaving a shell of what it was. go to any priesthood meeting and you’ll see people experiencing trials that once would have been addressed as a group today its..god I feel bad for him but its his own life that he has to deal with on his own..glad it didn’t happen to me lol lol..which is true..each of us have to traverse troubled waters..sometimes you need a captain to help navigate the ship through the reefs..

          That’s why I focus on the things that actually keep you alive, not the things that only matter when everything is working perfectly.

          People tell me all the time, “That can’t happen today,” or “We’re too advanced for that now.” I wish they were right. I wish I hadn’t lived through the things I’ve seen. But life doesn’t ask for permission before it teaches you a lesson.

          I’ve stopped asking “why me” in the sense of pity. The real question is “WHY me” — why was I allowed to go through those situations and come out the other side. And the only answer that makes sense is that I wasn’t meant to fold under the weight, but to learn how to navigate it, survive it, and pass on what I learned.

          A close friend of mine — probably the only real friend I’ve had — spent his life studying water. When he went to Africa and saw people dying from diseases caused by contaminated water, he used the very thing he’d dedicated his life to in order to help them. He created a way for them to treat their drinking water and saved lives. That’s profound.

          I’ll never claim to have done anything on that scale. But along my own path, when I meet someone going through something I recognize — something I’ve survived — I do what I can whether it lending a listening ear or a hey maybe if you did this you could avoid the pitfalls..sometimes its seeing a young man or woman in the McDonalds drive up listening to his kids all hoping they get a happy meal and telling the checker at the window..hey put the cars tab on mine next tell them have a nice day and somewhere along the road pass it on… Even if it’s small. Because sometimes the smallest help comes from the people who’ve carried the heaviest loads. A sidewalk scooped or a group of farmers harvesting the crops of a neighbor that’s sick..

          And that reminds me of something from years ago, when I was taking care of an older woman. When she was young, her father got deathly sick. One night the James Gang — yes, that James Gang of the past — came through, running from the law after a bank robbery. They asked if they could sleep in the barn. When they saw her father was sick and the family was struggling, they didn’t rob them, threaten them, or ride off. They stayed. The whole gang stuck around and worked that farm until her father recovered.Even though they were being hunted by the law.

          That story has stayed with me because it shows something people forget: good and evil aren’t fixed labels. Hard times reveal character, not reputation. Sometimes the ones the world calls “bad” are the ones who step up when it matters. And sometimes the people who look respectable on the outside walk right past someone who’s suffering.The story of the good Samaritan..

          It ties back to everything we’ve been talking about — collapse, survival, value. When the world gets stripped down to the basics, what matters isn’t gold, or status, or what society says you are. What matters is what you choose to do in the moment. The James Gang didn’t have to help that family. Nobody would’ve known if they didn’t. But they did anyway.

          And that’s why I don’t dismiss the things I’ve lived through, even when people say “that can’t happen today.” I didn’t go through those experiences to break. I went through them so I could learn how to navigate them, survive them, and maybe help someone else who finds themselves in the same kind of darkness. I’ll never claim to have done anything profound like my friend who saved lives with clean water in Africa. But when I cross paths with someone going through something I recognize, I do what I can. Even if it’s small. Because sometimes the smallest help comes from the people who’ve carried the heaviest loads.

        • “Texas has it’s own precious metals depository”

          So does South Carolina, and I believe they (and either Montana or ND – can’t remember) retained the ability to issue their own “coin of the realm.”

          LOOB, anyone who does not accept gold or silver will accept barter. Once they get tired of lugging hundred pound bags of wheat they’ll begin to accept gold and silver. Where one runs into an issue is in the ratio between the two: I have a loaf of bread I’ve been selling for a silver dime, you have a gold coin but no silver and I have no change. If you want my bread, you will have to pay for it with your entire gold coin, because there are no established exchange rates. FWIW when the “modern” silver dollar (Morgan Dollar) came to be, an ounce of silver was ~$1.40 and an ounce of gold was ~$20, giving a ratio of ~14:1. The Treasury was most comfortable with a ratio of about 17:1. After the SHTF, the exchange ratio between gold and silver will be whatever a community decides it is…

  7. Love the porch rework. If the umbrella doesn’t work out, maybe look into a beach umbrella. They tend to be midsized.

    • until Airborne…then they become semi sonic 7ft metal tipped missiles. They explode on impact, rather they get “Vlladed”

  8. cool deck Dude. i like it.

    for me, back to the grind tomorrow, keep my head down, run my loads, stay in my own lane and mind my own buisness, turn the tunes and keep my mouth shut.

    that always works well for me. do that for the next 3 or 4 months then figure it out from there.

    I Win with God Within.

  9. Make of it what you will but I just read G.A Stewarts lastest posts. No matter whether you believe in ancient prognostications or not I am unsettled by the apparent support for your Pres here in the comments. Right now there is a highly combustible situation on the global stage – from politics to CME hacking to solar behemoths hurling flares our way.

    Highly charged- the stage is set. For what? I don’t pretend to know. But all is not as it seems.

    • Like the Mr Stipe says, It’s the end of the World, and I feel fine.
      -https://youtu.be/xnW0oi7iPQ4?

      The saying is actually “I Feel F-ing Fine”. Not being able to Say 3 F words in a row/succession – early stroke/bends indicator.

      Fear not and hold STRONG .
      keeping in mind that is always darkest before the Dawn, and we only half way thru the night,yet.

      Dark to Light is the trip, Breakout is the destination..

      Hope to see all on the otherside..The Light side.

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