but a ditch ain’t one…
It’s good to put a tail on a project sometimes.
You take the good, learn from the not-so-good, and move on.
It was a learning experience for all of us, this bridge between multiple worlds.
Once the bottom framing elements of our covered bridge had been raised, we worked on several thousand rafter pairs back at home base.
This required adzing–
and detail work with a compass plane and spoke shave–
to get the flourishes just right.
Our scraps were made into a puzzle by an inquisitive and inventive mind-
Back at Mirbeau, pairs were plumbed…
Pears and plums–it was a fruit fiesta!
And once the roof boards and fascias were put on, all looked palatable.
We moved onto railings and other finishes…
It’s good good good…like Bridge(itte) Bardot!
We also collaborated with Jim Cricker’s NY State crew.
Who says Sox and Yankee fans can’t get along?
They framed the flume outboard of our bridge…
…with locust and white oak. Locust is bizarre and amazing stuff which deserves more treatment than we can give it here.
In time, strange wood, in time…
The flume carries water which flows under our bridge to a little fall which drops into a shallow, man-made pond. This is then pumped back into the holding pond above the bridge to flow all over again.
(I’m going back under cover of darkness to fish out wish-quarters).
The guys from NY needed to get home–
so the guys from MA finished up the flume.
Note to self: Leave the nail guns at home next time we’re nailing 4-quarter white oak boards to locust.
And so, our timber-framed bridge project at Mirbeau Inn & Spa was brought to its fruition.
And after the aliens were dispatched with our sexy sexy laser beam–
we could finally pause to breath in the fresh diesel of a new day, ditch our hard-hats–
and take a little pride in a job done and done well–
Until the next project comes around…
Or as we say,
I’ll be on toast.
*Drawings by B. Kliban
Two Guys Fooling Around with the Moon and Other Drawings
Workman Publishing, 1982