Yesterday, before the rain started, my father-in-law and I got the roof covered with corrugated steel. So now the structure is mostly protected from the weather. To seal the house up I just have the end wall to cover with plywood, a layer of housewrap to add, then windows and a door. I’ll need to build a door, but I have everything else already. It feels nice to be back on the horse.
I also want to thank my father-in-law for all his help on the roof. He not only scored the material but had the necessary agility, at 20 years my senior, to fling himself on top of the roof and finish the ridge. He came off with a double back-flip.
Here are some photos of the house with it’s tin roof. First photo by Sherry Johnson.
Some exciting events happend at the farm this past week, although not with the tiny house.
A crop duster was taking off nearby and shortly after take-off had engine trouble and crashed in a nearby field. My in-laws immediately went to investigate and found the plane upside down in a rice field. The engine was snapped off and flipped backwards.
My father-in-law made his way through the water and mud and found the pilot alive and kicking, but stuck inside with the doors pinned shut by mud. He helped pop a window out and helped the pilot move away from the plane. Gas was leaking and it had a full load of fertilizer.
The pilot is doing well, partially thanks to Dick and Sherry’s quick action!
The good news is that I’ll most likely be moving the Tiny Free House off the family farm and closer to home. In fact I may squeeze it along side my regular house and fence in a little more of my side yard to keep my neighbors from freaking out. This is good news because having it here will allow me to work on it much more often.
The sad news is that it looks like the family farm is going to have to be sold. Both the primary legal owners are retired and living there… and living way out in rural anywhere doesn’t always make the most sense as we all get older. So both are carefully working through the details of selling and moving. It’s sad because the land has been in my wife’s family for over 100 years. But then again 100 years ago the world was a very different place and the needs of folks back then were quite a bit different from folks these days.
So while this is good and sad news it also seems like the right thing to do all the way around. Although it does increase my interest in finishing the house soon and finding some cheap land to set it up as a home away from home.
So stay tuned… now I’m working on moving day preparations like finding the quickest way to batten down the pallets and exploring the best freeway-free path to safely make the 60 mile trip. The house IS on wheels but it’s far from complete and will need some added support to make it through all the bumps and turns.