Hello fellow builders.
Last week I was showing in my "very interesting post" how I was building a chicken coop out of old oak wood scavenged, and this is the update and final chapter, before getting the hens in 2 weeks π
Last time, I spoke way too much in my post, this week, I am just gonna show you pretty pictures.
It's getting oily
So what am I exactly doing in this picture?
Well, it's pretty obvious, I am using an oily "pull-bottom", that we call tire-fond in French, I don't exactly know what is the point of it, I think it's making a screwy hole, then pulling wood, it will allow us to take it out and add a screw instead. I think it was used back in the days where people didn't have driller, which we have but I think Robert was just showing of his mad carpentry skills.
Old people, they know shit. You gotta listen and most importantly, you gotta let them shine.
You don't use the same drill for going into the concrete, there is a different tip, and you gonna need a drill with a special "jackhammer" setting. Last week, I really thought I could nail the oak beams into the ground like a mad Viking, so there is a major improvement in term of managing my expectations.
Getting all sparky up on that bitch
Get that wood straight
As much as most of the planks are quite straight, we still had to draw some lines on some of them and get a somewhat geometric form. We used a chainsaw and it was dope to see how it could be handled with precision, making some lines and all.
The Beam was fixed on the concrete with a metal pole
More Lines are being drawn. To make sure you have a somewhat straight plank, you need to calculate the parallel of the narrowest part of the plank, and cut out all the rest
Going Solid
We added some concrete (mixed with sand) on some of the beams attached to the wall, also to prevent rats to go through in some parts, making concrete is always the fun part of the project, as it feels like we are playing with Play Dough.
Improvisation
We quickly realised that we won't have enough planks to fill up to the top, so we calculated roughly 70cm will not be covered and used the chicken fence instead. It was always the idea from the get go, and it worked like a charm. As I was explaining last week (I think), I purchased a fence with thin netting to make sure small birds don't come stealing the chicken food.
The project took roughly 7 days to be finished, this was day 6
The first time I used the metal saw, I nearly set the place on fire, I had no idea how much heat is generated when you cut metal.
Adding the fence was actually tricky, we nailed it to the beams and used also little hooks called "crampillons" in French. I had 10 meters of fence that I divided in 3 parts of 3,33 meters.
This is the final result, now we gonna get hay and a bench to suspend them. In a near future we would also like to build a little house for them inside the coop. I would have of course not be able to do much on my own, so I am very thankful to have a crafty neighbour with tons of knowledge. The first day, I had no idea what I was doing, but very quickly I started taking initiative while still making few mistakes there and there, it's a learning curve.
Cheers π thanks for reading
Remember rule one, the more you learn the more projects your wife will have for you. ;-} Looks good, I am sure the chickens will have a nice happy home.
I'd rather keep on playing it dumb haha.
Thanks for passing by @bashadow!
They've got a palace to live in! How many chickens do you have?
One of my daughters is learning these skills, thank goodness. I am in awe of what she knows now. I see you've learned quite a lot too. Have you had a chance to practice these skills again?
Absolutely not hahahah.
But I guess, I could figure out my way around these tools now. And most importantly, I am good at delegating some work to others π
I am sure it's different for your daughter, and she will build totally badass stuffs!
I feel bad for missing this one. If that's how well you take care of the chickens, I can imagine how comfortable you'd make a couple Californians.
On a damn mattress next to the chickens π
They're gonna be pissed when I'm wakin'em up every morning.
You aren't their natural predator, I think they'll enjoy some company haha
Nice one homie! Soon enough there will be eggs and good old chickin shit for the garden in abundance.
Have to get my chicken run sorted soon enough once I can stop walking like a Robot.
Damnit brother, on HIVE from early morning I see π
Robert knows somebody for the chicken, you still want guinea fowl?
I never sleep 0_0 ,Definitely Gonna get some guineas and chicks once I build the run
Aight I think we can get some bulks, the neighbours they got a chicken woman
Fantastic! I love jobs where you learn as you go - itβs the best way to be hands on. Thatβs how I tend to do most things too.
Great work man
Thanks @ashtv, I am the type to do and think after normally, so the idea of thinking everything ahead with a "plan" is very counterintuitive haha
Looking good. It's always a good thing to learn new skills that can be put to use later on in life.
We get fresh eggs from @farm-mom's cousin who lives up the road a piece. They not only look different than store bought eggs, their taste has a distinct difference than the ones purchased at the super market.
We barter with her for the eggs, which works out very well for the both of us.
She also sells the eggs to many of the locals. Here is a sign that I made her a few years ago.
I thought that it was pretty cool that a knot in the wood ended up being in the chicken's stomach, kind of like where they egg would be.
Have a great day my friend!
What do you give in exchange for the eggs? We got the neighbours that were brgining us eggs, and carrots, and butternuts, and fucking Kaki (we call it anus fruit).
I don't have much to barter with as we don't have fruits until end of summer.
I know what you mean about real eggs, they taste a thousand times better, are colourful too. we made a giant omelette (de fromage) yesterday, it was divine.
Of course the kids did not finish...
That's a pretty cool sign and congratz to have used the knot in the wood to your advantage.
Some of the things that we barter with are syrup, weed, and since her husband died a few years ago, whenever she needs some help around her placed I'll give her a hand.
Makin me come over here to get your attention.
That Florida sun so invigorating you spaced your stoner, Ca buddy who's frantically scrambling to stay warm?
You ever get that email I sent some time ago from Bob's Liquor?
The weather here sure has been perfect, not a day of rain with the temps between 70 and 85. I 'm getting very comfortable here, but getting back home to make some syrup is top priority. We should be home sometime in early march, just in time for the sap to flow.
I never received the e-mail you mention and have not been able to check mail in awhile because I forgot my password . I'm sure that by the time I get home the inbox will be pilled up.
With staying warm, it's mind over matter, just throw on a pair of shorts, sandals and a T-shirt and envision the beaches of Costa Rica. Then smoke a fat one and just hang out in the back yard.
You should probably wear a pair of gloves also.
Well this is odd. I voted your comment and split thinkin I'd grab that picture right quick and come back.
I don't have it now. Now I'm wondering if I ever sent it. And if I never sent it, who's to say I ever snapped it and could've just made the whole thing up, envisioned the sent email, etc etc. But it makes a lot of sense you've never seen it if, in fact, i never sent it. I mean, how could you? I know where Bob's Liquor is there, though, Bob. I see it nightly. 100% positive!
I'm gonna make all this make sense later this evening.
I'm not saying I didn't receive it, it's just that I have no way of finding out.
Or, it may be possible that I did get it and don't remember getting it, so therefore in my mind I didn't get it, then again who really knows, not me, not you.
Maybe you sent it to another Bob you know, although I would doubt that, as Bob is not a very common name and I'm probably the only Bob you know. π
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