More about pine...

As you can see from the pictures I’ve been posting, our house is sheathed in tongue in groove pine. And I must say, it looks lovely. But putting it on there is not so lovely. Take the roof for example – putting the pine on the roof (which has a pitch of 12/12 or 45°) is a lot like slab climbing with a nail gun in one hand and a 12’ board in the other. Then there are the logistics of getting all this pine up there – fortunately we have the zoom boom which makes this a snap, provided you don’t have to measure each piece. When you have to measure each piece separately, you have to cut each piece on the ground and then somehow get that piece up three lifts of staging to the person with the nail gun. This is a lot like climbing Cassonade in Kamouraska with a board in one hand. In the rain. Good times!

When we completed the top portion of the pine on the north roof, we had our harnesses on and were clipping into anchors. Due to the width of the roof (44’) we were perpetually clipping and unclipping from several anchors that traversed the width of the roof. The slack you needed to move around meant a fall of up to 10 feet, which thankfully neither of us had to experience. When the boys (who don’t wear safety gear) helped Erick finish the pine on the south roof, Erick had his harness on until Jared asked him “Hey Erick – Is your nail gun sad that it has a pussy behind it?” And that was the end of the harness wearing.