Hanging Fifteen!

I took a late start to work one day during the last week and Tom and I got to work hanging as many poles as we could in the holes that he had dug under the house.

Unfortunately there were still a few poles that were too long for the holes, so Tom sawed off the ends (the guy that sold us the steel very kindly lent us his saw).

And then we loaded them into the ute and I took them over to the workshop for the bottom plate to be rewelded at the new length.

Allie helped by throwing her ball for us (ignore the check shorts, they were acting as a cleaning rag).

We hung the remaining poles, fifteen in total.

Tom chose an interesting spot to get some shade while answering his phone (don't worry, he's not doing anything strange). Allie kept him company.

Things got a little precarious at times.

Then came the tricky part - getting the tops of each of the poles hanging exactly level with each other, so when the house was dropped onto them it would sit completely level. The structural engineer that designed the foundations for us very kindly leant us his 'dumpy level'.

We hung a giant level from the top of each pole to make sure that the same measurement was level on each pole.

123.5 was the magic number!

This was a very time consuming and frustrating process that we repeated for each of the fifteen poles.

And finally we were done. In truth, the task carried over to the next day, and we only actually got it finished about a minute after the concrete truck arrived on Saturday.

Wonder of wonders, we were so close to actually having workable foundations for the house again! Stay tuned for the concrete pouring!