In the Trenches

The thing about any project is there's a beginning and an end. Many tasks need preparation, so there's a natural order to everything. I mean, you can't build the deck on top of the garage until the garage is built. The garage can't be built without a foundation. The foundation can't be laid until the water and waste water lines have been dug, assembled, and most importantly - inspected.

After finally grading the lot mostly flat and then moving the mountain, there's a moment of serenity... But, you dig trenches like a fury of destruction to an otherwise peaceful scene. Trenches to replace the overhead power lines, for the internet, and for clean water in and grey water out. I think 'trench' should be a four letter word in modern English.

Just getting the correct information can be Rocket Science. The Regional Building Department will tell you "bury your water line 60 inches deep" and they mark your plans accordingly. Call for the inspection and the Inspector says, "We don't inspect outside lines, you need to call the Utility company." Then the Utility Company tells you "bury your water line 72 inches deep." REALLY? I just dug a 12 inch wide 60 inch deep trench, and now I'm supposed to dig it 12 inches deeper? I don't even fit in the trench. Digging an extra 12 inches deep with the excavator would have taken 15 more minutes, tops. How deep do you have to go before the frostline (30") is safely observed? I make a stand and won't dig deeper. Fortunately, there's a difference between being a contractor and a homeowner. I win - with much pleading and bended knee time.

Look at the maze!

Then there's the fresh water lines (blue pipe) and waste lines (big white pipe.) Something new for me; both lines need tracer wires for future location and identification. 

Fortunately, I have company. My son, Dane, is making some hourly cash (though not as reliable as a rental diesel product) and helping when possible. He's doing great, as the more he works the better he performs. Love that guy!

Cheers!