I spent the holiday weekend in Costa Mesa, cleaning out my home office and also putting together the raised planter I made for Ingrid.
pretty pleased with the planter, though Ingrid still has to fill it
with soil and I wonder whether it will hold. It’s made of 2x6s and held
together by 3/8in carriage bolts. I’ve never used carriage bolts
before; I think they look slick. I also employed two lengths of
threaded rod to hold the long sides together, keep them from bowing
apart. The threaded rods are protected by lengths of Schedule 80 PVC
pipe set into counterbores in the posts. I used pressure treated posts
and now I’m worried whether they will let chemicals leach into the soil.
I doubt it.
already brought all my tools to Reno, so I didn’t have my angle grinder
with me. Otherwise I would have gone through and cut down all those
bolts at the nuts. Ingrid says it’s no big deal.
When I first
designed the planter I decided to use 2x6s. Then I realized I would
have a lot less work to do if I used 2x8s. But I forgot to update the
bill of materials (engineer-talk for shopping list) and came home with a
bunch of 2x6s. I had to re-drill a lot of the holes in the posts.
Using 2x6s made for a lot of extra work.
holds 56 cubic feet of earth, less the space taken by the posts
(approximately one cubic foot), for a net of 55 cubic feet (1.6 cubic
meters). That’s a lot of dirt you have to shovel in, 4,280 lbs worth.
The next time I do something like this, the planter will be raised up
off the ground, maybe with space for shelves underneath, so it won’t
have to hold as much dirt.
Then I spent Sunday finally emptying
and cleaning my home office, which as usual had shit piled up to the
sky, even though I cleaned it out something like a year or so ago. Some
the crap I got out of there had been sitting on the floor for almost a
decade. At the end of the month Ingrid’s son Ryan will be moving in
with his girlfriend who needs a home office, so this place will be
perfect for her.
guise have seen the model-making station before. The gun safe is in
the closet at right. With only three rifles and one handgun it it, it
rifles in the case (all old military surplus bolt-actions) will all
have to move to Reno sometime in the next five months, otherwise it’s an
illegal firearms transfer.
Hopefully Ingrid can put up some curtains to keep the glare off the computer screen (I used a National Geographic Historical Map of Europe). It all looks so nice now I almost wish I could stay. Almost.
In fact, every time I visit SoCal I am even happier with my decision to move.
drove the RV home, up US-395, with Bella. We picked up a couple
hitchhikers in Lone Pine who had just completed the John Muir Trail (out
for 26 days) and needed a ride back to their car at June Lake. The southbound
traffic on the US-395 was unbelievable, all those holiday travelers
making their way back to LA. It was bumper to bumper for a few miles
south of Lone Pine, I’d never seen anything like it before. My friend
who lives in June Lake tells me during the last few years they have seen
some huge increase in the number of vacationers to the Eastern Sierra,
something like a 500% jump. Well, thankfully that will never be me
stuck in that mess going down to LA at the end of the weekend.
Northbound was a breeze.
driving the RV is a pain at any time, and this was the longest I’d ever
driven it, by a factor of six! Had a real hard time on some of the
passes, or really any significant grade. Boy were we glad (Bella and I)
to get home last night.